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◇ Act I ◇

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 1. Act I, Scene 1
 2. Act I, Scene 2
 3. Act I, Scene 3

1. Act I, Scene 1

0 Orchard of OLIVER’S house
 
1 Enter ORLANDO and ADAM
 
2 Orlando.
3       As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion bequeathed
4       me by will but poor a thousand crowns, and, as thou say'st,
5       charged my brother, on his blessing, to breed me well; and there
6       begins my sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at school, and
7       report speaks goldenly of his profit. For my part, he keeps me
8       rustically at home, or, to speak more properly, stays me here at
9       home unkept; for call you that keeping for a gentleman of my
10       birth that differs not from the stalling of an ox? His horses are
11       bred better; for, besides that they are fair with their feeding,
12       they are taught their manage, and to that end riders dearly
13       hir'd; but I, his brother, gain nothing under him but growth; for
14       the which his animals on his dunghills are as much bound to him
15       as I. Besides this nothing that he so plentifully gives me, the
16       something that nature gave me his countenance seems to take from
17       me. He lets me feed with his hinds, bars me the place of a
18       brother, and as much as in him lies, mines my gentility with my
19       education. This is it, Adam, that grieves me; and the spirit of
20       my father, which I think is within me, begins to mutiny against
21       this servitude. I will no longer endure it, though yet I know no
22       wise remedy how to avoid it.
 
23 [Enter OLIVER]
 
24 Adam.
25       Yonder comes my master, your brother.
26 Orlando.
27       Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will shake me
28       up.
 
29 [ADAM retires]
 
30 Oliver.
31       Now, sir! what make you here?
32 Orlando.
33       Nothing; I am not taught to make any thing.
34 Oliver.
35       What mar you then, sir?
36 Orlando.
37       Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that which God made, a
38       poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness.
39 Oliver.
40       Marry, sir, be better employed, and be nought awhile.
41 Orlando.
42       Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with them? What
43       prodigal portion have I spent that I should come to such penury?
44 Oliver.
45       Know you where you are, sir?
46 Orlando.
47       O, sir, very well; here in your orchard.
48 Oliver.
49       Know you before whom, sir?
50 Orlando.
51       Ay, better than him I am before knows me. I know you are
52       my eldest brother; and in the gentle condition of blood, you
53       should so know me. The courtesy of nations allows you my better
54       in that you are the first-born; but the same tradition takes not
55       away my blood, were there twenty brothers betwixt us. I have as
56       much of my father in me as you, albeit I confess your coming
57       before me is nearer to his reverence.
58 Oliver.
59       What, boy![Strikes him]
60 Orlando.
61       Come, come, elder brother, you are too young in this.
62 Oliver.
63       Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain?
64 Orlando.
65       I am no villain; I am the youngest son of Sir Rowland de
66       Boys. He was my father; and he is thrice a villain that says such
67       a father begot villains. Wert thou not my brother, I would not
68       take this hand from thy throat till this other had pull'd out thy
69       tongue for saying so. Thou has rail'd on thyself.
70 Adam.
71       [Coming forward]Sweet masters, be patient; for your father's
72       remembrance, be at accord.
73 Oliver.
74       Let me go, I say.
75 Orlando.
76       I will not, till I please; you shall hear me. My father
77       charg'd you in his will to give me good education: you have
78       train'd me like a peasant, obscuring and hiding from me all
79       gentleman-like qualities. The spirit of my father grows strong in
80       me, and I will no longer endure it; therefore allow me such
81       exercises as may become a gentleman, or give me the poor
82       allottery my father left me by testament; with that I will go buy
83       my fortunes.
84 Oliver.
85       And what wilt thou do? Beg, when that is spent? Well, sir,
86       get you in. I will not long be troubled with you; you shall have
87       some part of your will. I pray you leave me.
88 Orlando.
89       I no further offend you than becomes me for my good.
90 Oliver.
91       Get you with him, you old dog.
92 Adam.
93       Is 'old dog' my reward? Most true, I have lost my teeth in
94       your service. God be with my old master! He would not have spoke
95       such a word.
96       Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM
97 Oliver.
98       Is it even so? Begin you to grow upon me? I will physic
99       your rankness, and yet give no thousand crowns neither. Holla,
100       Dennis!
 
101 Enter DENNIS
 
102 Dennis.
103       Calls your worship?
104 Oliver.
105       Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, here to speak with me?
106 Dennis.
107       So please you, he is here at the door and importunes access
108       to you.
109 Oliver.
110       Call him in.[Exit DENNIS]'Twill be a good way; and
111       to-morrow the wrestling is.
 
112 Enter CHARLES
 
113 Charles.
114       Good morrow to your worship.
115 Oliver.
116       Good Monsieur Charles! What's the new news at the new
117       court?
118 Charles.
119       There's no news at the court, sir, but the old news; that
120       is, the old Duke is banished by his younger brother the new Duke;
121       and three or four loving lords have put themselves into voluntary
122       exile with him, whose lands and revenues enrich the new Duke;
123       therefore he gives them good leave to wander.
124 Oliver.
125       Can you tell if Rosalind, the Duke's daughter, be banished
126       with her father?
127 Charles.
128       O, no; for the Duke's daughter, her cousin, so loves her,
129       being ever from their cradles bred together, that she would have
130       followed her exile, or have died to stay behind her. She is at
131       the court, and no less beloved of her uncle than his own
132       daughter; and never two ladies loved as they do.
133 Oliver.
134       Where will the old Duke live?
135 Charles.
136       They say he is already in the Forest of Arden, and a many
137       merry men with him; and there they live like the old Robin Hood
138       of England. They say many young gentlemen flock to him every day,
139       and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.
140 Oliver.
141       What, you wrestle to-morrow before the new Duke?
142 Charles.
143       Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint you with a
144       matter. I am given, sir, secretly to understand that your younger
145       brother, Orlando, hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against
146       me to try a fall. To-morrow, sir, I wrestle for my credit; and he
147       that escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him well.
148       Your brother is but young and tender; and, for your love, I would
149       be loath to foil him, as I must, for my own honour, if he come
150       in; therefore, out of my love to you, I came hither to acquaint
151       you withal, that either you might stay him from his intendment,
152       or brook such disgrace well as he shall run into, in that it is
153       thing of his own search and altogether against my will.
154 Oliver.
155       Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which thou shalt
156       find I will most kindly requite. I had myself notice of my
157       brother's purpose herein, and have by underhand means laboured to
158       dissuade him from it; but he is resolute. I'll tell thee,
159       Charles, it is the stubbornest young fellow of France; full of
160       ambition, an envious emulator of every man's good parts, a secret
161       and villainous contriver against me his natural brother.
162       Therefore use thy discretion: I had as lief thou didst break his
163       neck as his finger. And thou wert best look to't; for if thou
164       dost him any slight disgrace, or if he do not mightily grace
165       himself on thee, he will practise against thee by poison, entrap
166       thee by some treacherous device, and never leave thee till he
167       hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other; for, I
168       assure thee, and almost with tears I speak it, there is not one
169       so young and so villainous this day living. I speak but brotherly
170       of him; but should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must blush
171       and weep, and thou must look pale and wonder.
172 Charles.
173       I am heartily glad I came hither to you. If he come
174       to-morrow I'll give him his payment. If ever he go alone again,
175       I'll never wrestle for prize more. And so, God keep your worship![Exit]
176 Oliver.
177       Farewell, good Charles. Now will I stir this gamester. I
178       hope I shall see an end of him; for my soul, yet I know not why,
179       hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school'd and
180       yet learned; full of noble device; of all sorts enchantingly
181       beloved; and, indeed, so much in the heart of the world, and
182       especially of my own people, who best know him, that I am
183       altogether misprised. But it shall not be so long; this wrestler
184       shall clear all. Nothing remains but that I kindle the boy
185       thither, which now I'll go about.[Exit]
 

2. Act I, Scene 2

0 A lawn before the DUKE’S palace
 
1 Enter ROSALIND and CELIA
 
2 Celia.
3       I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be merry.
4 Rosalind.
5       Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am mistress of; and
6       would you yet I were merrier? Unless you could teach me to forget
7       a banished father, you must not learn me how to remember any
8       extraordinary pleasure.
9 Celia.
10       Herein I see thou lov'st me not with the full weight that I
11       love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father, had banished thy
12       uncle, the Duke my father, so thou hadst been still with me, I
13       could have taught my love to take thy father for mine; so wouldst
14       thou, if the truth of thy love to me were so righteously temper'd
15       as mine is to thee.
16 Rosalind.
17       Well, I will forget the condition of my estate, to
18       rejoice in yours.
19 Celia.
20       You know my father hath no child but I, nor none is like to
21       have; and, truly, when he dies thou shalt be his heir; for what
22       he hath taken away from thy father perforce, I will render thee
23       again in affection. By mine honour, I will; and when I break that
24       oath, let me turn monster; therefore, my sweet Rose, my dear
25       Rose, be merry.
26 Rosalind.
27       From henceforth I will, coz, and devise sports.
28       Let me see; what think you of falling in love?
29 Celia.
30       Marry, I prithee, do, to make sport withal; but love no man
31       in good earnest, nor no further in sport neither than with safety
32       of a pure blush thou mayst in honour come off again.
33 Rosalind.
34       What shall be our sport, then?
35 Celia.
36       Let us sit and mock the good housewife Fortune from her
37       wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally.
38 Rosalind.
39       I would we could do so; for her benefits are mightily
40       misplaced; and the bountiful blind woman doth most mistake in her
41       gifts to women.
42 Celia.
43       'Tis true; for those that she makes fair she scarce makes
44       honest; and those that she makes honest she makes very
45       ill-favouredly.
46 Rosalind.
47       Nay; now thou goest from Fortune's office to Nature's:
48       Fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not in the lineaments of
49       Nature.
 
50 Enter TOUCHSTONE
 
51 Celia.
52       No; when Nature hath made a fair creature, may she not by
53       Fortune fall into the fire? Though Nature hath given us wit to
54       flout at Fortune, hath not Fortune sent in this fool to cut off
55       the argument?
56 Rosalind.
57       Indeed, there is Fortune too hard for Nature, when
58       Fortune makes Nature's natural the cutter-off of Nature's wit.
59 Celia.
60       Peradventure this is not Fortune's work neither, but
61       Nature's, who perceiveth our natural wits too dull to reason of
62       such goddesses, and hath sent this natural for our whetstone; for
63       always the dullness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits. How
64       now, wit! Whither wander you?
65 Touchstone.
66       Mistress, you must come away to your father.
67 Celia.
68       Were you made the messenger?
69 Touchstone.
70       No, by mine honour; but I was bid to come for you.
71 Rosalind.
72       Where learned you that oath, fool?
73 Touchstone.
74       Of a certain knight that swore by his honour they were
75       good pancakes, and swore by his honour the mustard was naught.
76       Now I'll stand to it, the pancakes were naught and the mustard
77       was good, and yet was not the knight forsworn.
78 Celia.
79       How prove you that, in the great heap of your knowledge?
80 Rosalind.
81       Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom.
82 Touchstone.
83       Stand you both forth now: stroke your chins, and swear
84       by your beards that I am a knave.
85 Celia.
86       By our beards, if we had them, thou art.
87 Touchstone.
88       By my knavery, if I had it, then I were. But if you
89       swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn; no more was this
90       knight, swearing by his honour, for he never had any; or if he
91       had, he had sworn it away before ever he saw those pancackes or
92       that mustard.
93 Celia.
94       Prithee, who is't that thou mean'st?
95 Touchstone.
96       One that old Frederick, your father, loves.
97 Celia.
98       My father's love is enough to honour him. Enough, speak no
99       more of him; you'll be whipt for taxation one of these days.
100 Touchstone.
101       The more pity that fools may not speak wisely what wise
102       men do foolishly.
103 Celia.
104       By my troth, thou sayest true; for since the little wit that
105       fools have was silenced, the little foolery that wise men have
106       makes a great show. Here comes Monsieur Le Beau.
 
107 Enter LE BEAU
 
108 Rosalind.
109       With his mouth full of news.
110 Celia.
111       Which he will put on us as pigeons feed their young.
112 Rosalind.
113       Then shall we be news-cramm'd.
114 Celia.
115       All the better; we shall be the more marketable. Bon jour,
116       Monsieur Le Beau. What's the news?
117 Le Beau.
118       Fair Princess, you have lost much good sport.
119 Celia.
120       Sport! of what colour?
121 Le Beau.
122       What colour, madam? How shall I answer you?
123 Rosalind.
124       As wit and fortune will.
125 Touchstone.
126       Or as the Destinies decrees.
127 Celia.
128       Well said; that was laid on with a trowel.
129 Touchstone.
130       Nay, if I keep not my rank-
131 Rosalind.
132       Thou losest thy old smell.
133 Le Beau.
134       You amaze me, ladies. I would have told you of good
135       wrestling, which you have lost the sight of.
136 Rosalind.
137       Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling.
138 Le Beau.
139       I will tell you the beginning, and, if it please your
140       ladyships, you may see the end; for the best is yet to do; and
141       here, where you are, they are coming to perform it.
142 Celia.
143       Well, the beginning, that is dead and buried.
144 Le Beau.
145       There comes an old man and his three sons-
146 Celia.
147       I could match this beginning with an old tale.
148 Le Beau.
149       Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence.
150 Rosalind.
151       With bills on their necks: 'Be it known unto all men by
152       these presents'-
153 Le Beau.
154       The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles, the Duke's
155       wrestler; which Charles in a moment threw him, and broke three of
156       his ribs, that there is little hope of life in him. So he serv'd
157       the second, and so the third. Yonder they lie; the poor old man,
158       their father, making such pitiful dole over them that all the
159       beholders take his part with weeping.
160 Rosalind.
161       Alas!
162 Touchstone.
163       But what is the sport, monsieur, that the ladies have
164       lost?
165 Le Beau.
166       Why, this that I speak of.
167 Touchstone.
168       Thus men may grow wiser every day. It is the first time
169       that ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport for ladies.
170 Celia.
171       Or I, I promise thee.
172 Rosalind.
173       But is there any else longs to see this broken music in
174       his sides? Is there yet another dotes upon rib-breaking? Shall we
175       see this wrestling, cousin?
176 Le Beau.
177       You must, if you stay here; for here is the place
178       appointed for the wrestling, and they are ready to perform it.
179 Celia.
180       Yonder, sure, they are coming. Let us now stay and see it.
 
181 Flourish. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, LORDS, ORLANDO,
182 CHARLES, and ATTENDANTS
 
183 Frederick.
184       Come on; since the youth will not be entreated, his own
185       peril on his forwardness.
186 Rosalind.
187       Is yonder the man?
188 Le Beau.
189       Even he, madam.
190 Celia.
191       Alas, he is too young; yet he looks successfully.
192 Frederick.
193       How now, daughter and cousin! Are you crept hither to
194       see the wrestling?
195 Rosalind.
196       Ay, my liege; so please you give us leave.
197 Frederick.
198       You will take little delight in it, I can tell you,
199       there is such odds in the man. In pity of the challenger's youth
200       I would fain dissuade him, but he will not be entreated. Speak to
201       him, ladies; see if you can move him.
202 Celia.
203       Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau.
204 Frederick.
205       Do so; I'll not be by.
206       [DUKE FREDERICK goes apart]
207 Le Beau.
208       Monsieur the Challenger, the Princess calls for you.
209 Orlando.
210       I attend them with all respect and duty.
211 Rosalind.
212       Young man, have you challeng'd Charles the wrestler?
213 Orlando.
214       No, fair Princess; he is the general challenger. I come
215       but in, as others do, to try with him the strength of my youth.
216 Celia.
217       Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold for your years.
218       You have seen cruel proof of this man's strength; if you saw
219       yourself with your eyes, or knew yourself with your judgment, the
220       fear of your adventure would counsel you to a more equal
221       enterprise. We pray you, for your own sake, to embrace your own
222       safety and give over this attempt.
223 Rosalind.
224       Do, young sir; your reputation shall not therefore be
225       misprised: we will make it our suit to the Duke that the
226       wrestling might not go forward.
227 Orlando.
228       I beseech you, punish me not with your hard thoughts,
229       wherein I confess me much guilty to deny so fair and excellent
230       ladies any thing. But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go
231       with me to my trial; wherein if I be foil'd there is but one
232       sham'd that was never gracious; if kill'd, but one dead that is
233       willing to be so. I shall do my friends no wrong, for I have none
234       to lament me; the world no injury, for in it I have nothing; only
235       in the world I fill up a place, which may be better supplied when
236       I have made it empty.
237 Rosalind.
238       The little strength that I have, I would it were with
239       you.
240 Celia.
241       And mine to eke out hers.
242 Rosalind.
243       Fare you well. Pray heaven I be deceiv'd in you!
244 Celia.
245       Your heart's desires be with you!
246 Charles.
247       Come, where is this young gallant that is so desirous to
248       lie with his mother earth?
249 Orlando.
250       Ready, sir; but his will hath in it a more modest working.
251 Frederick.
252       You shall try but one fall.
253 Charles.
254       No, I warrant your Grace, you shall not entreat him to a
255       second, that have so mightily persuaded him from a first.
256 Orlando.
257       You mean to mock me after; you should not have mock'd me
258       before; but come your ways.
259 Rosalind.
260       Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man!
261 Celia.
262       I would I were invisible, to catch the strong fellow by the
263       leg.[They wrestle]
264 Rosalind.
265       O excellent young man!
266 Celia.
267       If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who should
268       down.
 
269 [CHARLES is thrown. Shout]
 
270 Frederick.
271       No more, no more.
272 Orlando.
273       Yes, I beseech your Grace; I am not yet well breath'd.
274 Frederick.
275       How dost thou, Charles?
276 Le Beau.
277       He cannot speak, my lord.
278 Frederick.
279       Bear him away. What is thy name, young man?
280 Orlando.
281       Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of Sir Rowland de
282       Boys.
283 Frederick.
284       I would thou hadst been son to some man else.
285       The world esteem'd thy father honourable,
286       But I did find him still mine enemy.
287       Thou shouldst have better pleas'd me with this deed,
288       Hadst thou descended from another house.
289       But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth;
290       I would thou hadst told me of another father.
 
291 Exeunt DUKE, train, and LE BEAU
 
292 Celia.
293       Were I my father, coz, would I do this?
294 Orlando.
295       I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son,
296       His youngest son- and would not change that calling
297       To be adopted heir to Frederick.
298 Rosalind.
299       My father lov'd Sir Rowland as his soul,
300       And all the world was of my father's mind;
301       Had I before known this young man his son,
302       I should have given him tears unto entreaties
303       Ere he should thus have ventur'd.
304 Celia.
305       Gentle cousin,
306       Let us go thank him, and encourage him;
307       My father's rough and envious disposition
308       Sticks me at heart. Sir, you have well deserv'd;
309       If you do keep your promises in love
310       But justly as you have exceeded all promise,
311       Your mistress shall be happy.
312 Rosalind.
313       Gentleman,[Giving him a chain from her neck]
314       Wear this for me; one out of suits with fortune,
315       That could give more, but that her hand lacks means.
316       Shall we go, coz?
317 Celia.
318       Ay. Fare you well, fair gentleman.
319 Orlando.
320       Can I not say 'I thank you'? My better parts
321       Are all thrown down; and that which here stands up
322       Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
323 Rosalind.
324       He calls us back. My pride fell with my fortunes;
325       I'll ask him what he would. Did you call, sir?
326       Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown
327       More than your enemies.
328 Celia.
329       Will you go, coz?
330 Rosalind.
331       Have with you. Fare you well.
 
332 Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA
 
333 Orlando.
334       What passion hangs these weights upon my tongue?
335       I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd conference.
336       O poor Orlando, thou art overthrown!
337       Or Charles or something weaker masters thee.
 
338 Re-enter LE BEAU
 
339 Le Beau.
340       Good sir, I do in friendship counsel you
341       To leave this place. Albeit you have deserv'd
342       High commendation, true applause, and love,
343       Yet such is now the Duke's condition
344       That he misconstrues all that you have done.
345       The Duke is humorous; what he is, indeed,
346       More suits you to conceive than I to speak of.
347 Orlando.
348       I thank you, sir; and pray you tell me this:
349       Which of the two was daughter of the Duke
350       That here was at the wrestling?
351 Le Beau.
352       Neither his daughter, if we judge by manners;
353       But yet, indeed, the smaller is his daughter;
354       The other is daughter to the banish'd Duke,
355       And here detain'd by her usurping uncle,
356       To keep his daughter company; whose loves
357       Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters.
358       But I can tell you that of late this Duke
359       Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece,
360       Grounded upon no other argument
361       But that the people praise her for her virtues
362       And pity her for her good father's sake;
363       And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady
364       Will suddenly break forth. Sir, fare you well.
365       Hereafter, in a better world than this,
366       I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
367 Orlando.
368       I rest much bounden to you; fare you well.
369       [Exit LE BEAU]
370       Thus must I from the smoke into the smother;
371       From tyrant Duke unto a tyrant brother.
372       But heavenly Rosalind![Exit]
 

3. Act I, Scene 3

0 The DUKE’s palace
 
1 Enter CELIA and ROSALIND
 
2 Celia.
3       Why, cousin! why, Rosalind! Cupid have mercy!
4       Not a word?
5 Rosalind.
6       Not one to throw at a dog.
7 Celia.
8       No, thy words are too precious to be cast away upon curs;
9       throw some of them at me; come, lame me with reasons.
10 Rosalind.
11       Then there were two cousins laid up, when the one should
12       be lam'd with reasons and the other mad without any.
13 Celia.
14       But is all this for your father?
15 Rosalind.
16       No, some of it is for my child's father. O, how full of
17       briers is this working-day world!
18 Celia.
19       They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in holiday
20       foolery; if we walk not in the trodden paths, our very petticoats
21       will catch them.
22 Rosalind.
23       I could shake them off my coat: these burs are in my
24       heart.
25 Celia.
26       Hem them away.
27 Rosalind.
28       I would try, if I could cry 'hem' and have him.
29 Celia.
30       Come, come, wrestle with thy affections.
31 Rosalind.
32       O, they take the part of a better wrestler than myself.
33 Celia.
34       O, a good wish upon you! You will try in time, in despite of
35       a fall. But, turning these jests out of service, let us talk in
36       good earnest. Is it possible, on such a sudden, you should fall
37       into so strong a liking with old Sir Rowland's youngest son?
38 Rosalind.
39       The Duke my father lov'd his father dearly.
40 Celia.
41       Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his son dearly?
42       By this kind of chase I should hate him, for my father hated his
43       father dearly; yet I hate not Orlando.
44 Rosalind.
45       No, faith, hate him not, for my sake.
46 Celia.
47       Why should I not? Doth he not deserve well?
 
48 Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with LORDS
 
49 Rosalind.
50       Let me love him for that; and do you love him because I
51       do. Look, here comes the Duke.
52 Celia.
53       With his eyes full of anger.
54 Frederick.
55       Mistress, dispatch you with your safest haste,
56       And get you from our court.
57 Rosalind.
58       Me, uncle?
59 Frederick.
60       You, cousin.
61       Within these ten days if that thou beest found
62       So near our public court as twenty miles,
63       Thou diest for it.
64 Rosalind.
65       I do beseech your Grace,
66       Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me.
67       If with myself I hold intelligence,
68       Or have acquaintance with mine own desires;
69       If that I do not dream, or be not frantic-
70       As I do trust I am not- then, dear uncle,
71       Never so much as in a thought unborn
72       Did I offend your Highness.
73 Frederick.
74       Thus do all traitors;
75       If their purgation did consist in words,
76       They are as innocent as grace itself.
77       Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not.
78 Rosalind.
79       Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor.
80       Tell me whereon the likelihood depends.
81 Frederick.
82       Thou art thy father's daughter; there's enough.
83 Rosalind.
84       So was I when your Highness took his dukedom;
85       So was I when your Highness banish'd him.
86       Treason is not inherited, my lord;
87       Or, if we did derive it from our friends,
88       What's that to me? My father was no traitor.
89       Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much
90       To think my poverty is treacherous.
91 Celia.
92       Dear sovereign, hear me speak.
93 Frederick.
94       Ay, Celia; we stay'd her for your sake,
95       Else had she with her father rang'd along.
96 Celia.
97       I did not then entreat to have her stay;
98       It was your pleasure, and your own remorse;
99       I was too young that time to value her,
100       But now I know her. If she be a traitor,
101       Why so am I: we still have slept together,
102       Rose at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat together;
103       And wheresoe'er we went, like Juno's swans,
104       Still we went coupled and inseparable.
105 Frederick.
106       She is too subtle for thee; and her smoothness,
107       Her very silence and her patience,
108       Speak to the people, and they pity her.
109       Thou art a fool. She robs thee of thy name;
110       And thou wilt show more bright and seem more virtuous
111       When she is gone. Then open not thy lips.
112       Firm and irrevocable is my doom
113       Which I have pass'd upon her; she is banish'd.
114 Celia.
115       Pronounce that sentence, then, on me, my liege;
116       I cannot live out of her company.
117 Frederick.
118       You are a fool. You, niece, provide yourself.
119       If you outstay the time, upon mine honour,
120       And in the greatness of my word, you die.
 
121 Exeunt DUKE and LORDS
 
122 Celia.
123       O my poor Rosalind! Whither wilt thou go?
124       Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee mine.
125       I charge thee be not thou more griev'd than I am.
126 Rosalind.
127       I have more cause.
128 Celia.
129       Thou hast not, cousin.
130       Prithee be cheerful. Know'st thou not the Duke
131       Hath banish'd me, his daughter?
132 Rosalind.
133       That he hath not.
134 Celia.
135       No, hath not? Rosalind lacks, then, the love
136       Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one.
137       Shall we be sund'red? Shall we part, sweet girl?
138       No; let my father seek another heir.
139       Therefore devise with me how we may fly,
140       Whither to go, and what to bear with us;
141       And do not seek to take your charge upon you,
142       To bear your griefs yourself, and leave me out;
143       For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale,
144       Say what thou canst, I'll go along with thee.
145 Rosalind.
146       Why, whither shall we go?
147 Celia.
148       To seek my uncle in the Forest of Arden.
149 Rosalind.
150       Alas, what danger will it be to us,
151       Maids as we are, to travel forth so far!
152       Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
153 Celia.
154       I'll put myself in poor and mean attire,
155       And with a kind of umber smirch my face;
156       The like do you; so shall we pass along,
157       And never stir assailants.
158 Rosalind.
159       Were it not better,
160       Because that I am more than common tall,
161       That I did suit me all points like a man?
162       A gallant curtle-axe upon my thigh,
163       A boar spear in my hand; and- in my heart
164       Lie there what hidden woman's fear there will-
165       We'll have a swashing and a martial outside,
166       As many other mannish cowards have
167       That do outface it with their semblances.
168 Celia.
169       What shall I call thee when thou art a man?
170 Rosalind.
171       I'll have no worse a name than Jove's own page,
172       And therefore look you call me Ganymede.
173       But what will you be call'd?
174 Celia.
175       Something that hath a reference to my state:
176       No longer Celia, but Aliena.
177 Rosalind.
178       But, cousin, what if we assay'd to steal
179       The clownish fool out of your father's court?
180       Would he not be a comfort to our travel?
181 Celia.
182       He'll go along o'er the wide world with me;
183       Leave me alone to woo him. Let's away,
184       And get our jewels and our wealth together;
185       Devise the fittest time and safest way
186       To hide us from pursuit that will be made
187       After my flight. Now go we in content
【 】Act I
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