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Phe. Good fhepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love.

Sil. It is to be made all of fighs and tears ;And fo am I for Phebe.

Phe. And I for Ganymed.

Orla. And I for Rofalind.

Rof. And I for no woman.

Sil. It is to be all made of faith and service;-
And fo am I for Phebe.

Phe. And I for Ganymed,
Orla. And I for Rofalind.
Rof. And I for no woman.

Sil. It is to be all made of fantafy,

All made of paffion, and all made of wishes;
All adoration, duty, and obfervance,

All humbleness, all patience, and impatience,
All purity, all trial, all obfervance ;-
And fo am I for Phebe.

Phe. And fo am I for Ganymed.

Orla. And fo am I for Rofalind,

Rof. And fo am I for no woman,

Phe. If this be fo, why blame you me to love you?

[To Rof.

Sil. If this be fo, why blame you me to love you?

2 Page. I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two gypfies on a horse.

SONG.

It was a lover, and his lafs,

With a bey, and a ho, and a bey nonino,
That o'er the green corn-field did pafs

In the fpring time, the pretty rank time,
When birds do fing. bey ding a ding, ding;
Sweet lovers love the Jpring.
Between the acres of the rye,

With a by, and a bo, and a hey nonino,
Thefe pretty country folks would lie,
In the Spring time, &c.

The carol they began that hour,

With a bey, and a bo, and a bey nonino ; How that life was but a flower

In the Spring time, &c.

And therefore take the prefent time,

With a bey, and a ho, and a hey nonino ;

For love is crowned with the prime

In the Spring time, &C.

Clo. Truly, young gentlemen, though there was [To Pheno great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very

Orla. If this befo, why blame you meto love you?untuneable.
Rof. Who do you speak to, why blame you me to

1 Page. You are deceiv'd, fir; we kept time, we loft not our time.

Clo. By my troth, yes; I count it but time loft to hear fuch a foolish fong. God be with you; and God mend your voices.-Come, Audrey, [Exeunt.

love you? Orla. To her, that is not here, nor doth not hear. Rof. Pray you, no more of this; 'tis like the howling of Irish wolves against the moon.--I will help you, if I can; [To Silvius.I would love you, if I could. [To Phebe.]-To-morrow meet me all together.-I will marry you, [To Phebe] if ever I marry woman, and I'll be married to-mor-Enter Duke Senior, Amiens, Jaques, Orlando, Oliver row:-1 will fatisfy you, [To Orlando] if ever I fatisfy'd man, and you shall be married to-morrow: --I will content you, [To Silvius] if what pleafes,

SCENE IV.
Another Part of the Foreft.

and Celia.

Duke Sen. Doft thou believe, Orlando, that the

you contents you, and you shall be married to-Can do all this that he hath promised?

morrow.As you love Rofalind, meet; [To Orlando.]-As you love Phebe, meet; [To Sil

[boy Orla. I fometimes do believe, and fometimes do not;

vius.]—And as I love no woman, I'll meet.--So As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.

fare you well; I have left you commands.

Sil. I'll not fail, if I live,

Phe. Nor I.

Orla. Nor I.

SCENE

III.

Enter Clown, and Audrey.

Enter Rofalind, Silvius, and Phebe.

Raf. Patience once more, whiles our compact is

urg'd :--

[Exeunt. You fay, if I bring in your Rofalind, [To the Duke, You will beftow her on Orlando here?

Glo. To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey; tomorrow will we be married.

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Aud. I do defire it with all my heart and I hope it is no difhoneit defire, to defire to be a woman of the world. Here come two of the banish'd duke's pages.

Enter two Pages.

1 Page. Well met, honeft gentleman.
Cle. By my troth, well met; Come, fit, fit, and
a fong.

2 Page. We are for you: fit i' the middle,

1 Page. Shall we clap into 't roundly, without hawking, or fpitting, or faying we are hoarfe; which are the only prologues to a bad voice?

Duke Sen. That would I, had I kingdoms to
give with her.

Rof. And you fay, you will have her, when I
bring her?
[To Orlando.
Orla. That would I, were I of all kingdoms
king.

Rof. You fay, you'll marry me if I be willing?
[To Phebe.

Phe. That will I, fhould I die the hour after.
Rof. But, if you do refuse to marry me,
You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd ?
Phe. So is the bargain.

Ref. You fay, that you'll have Phebe, if she will?
[To Silvius.
Sil. Though to have her and death were both
one thing.

* To go to the world, as has been before observed, (note 1, p. 128) is to be married.
R 4

Rof.

Ref. I have promis'd to make all this matter even.like 2. I prefs in here, fir, amongst the rest of the Keep you your word, O duke, to give your daugh

ter;

You, yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter
Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me;
Or elfe, refufing me, to wed this fhepherd: -
Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her,
If the refufe me :-and from hence I go,
To make thefe doubts all even.

[Exeunt Refalind and Celia.
Duke Sen. I do remember in this shepherd-boy
Some lively touches of my daughter's favour.
Orla. My lord, the first time that I ever faw him,
Methought, he was a brother to your daughter :
But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born;
And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
Of many defperate ftudies by his uncle,
Whom he reports to be a great magician,
Obfcured in the circle of this foreft.

Enter Clown and Audrey.

country copulatives, to fwear, and to forfwear; according as marriage binds, and blood breaks :A poor virgin, fir, an ill-favour'd thing, fir, but mine own; a poor humour of mine, fir, to take that that no man elie will: Rich honefty dwells like a mifer, fir, in a poor houfe; as your pearl, in your foul oyiter.

Duke Sen. By my faith, he is very fwift and fententious.

Clo. According to the fool's bolt, fir, and fuch dulcet difeafes.

Jaq. But, for the feventh caufe; how did you find the quarrel on the feventh canfe?

Clo. Upon a lye feven times removed;-Bear your body more feeming, Audrey-as thus, fir. I did diflike the cut of a certain courtier's beard; he fent me word, if I faid his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was: This is call'd the Retort courteous. If I fent him word again, it was not well cut, he would fend me word, he cut it to pleafe himfelf: This is call'd the Quip modeft. If again, it was not well cut, he difabled my judgement: This is call'd the Reply thurlish. If again, Clo. Salutation and greeting to you all! it was not well cut, he would anfwer, I fpake not Jaq. Good my lord, bid him welcome: This true. This is call'd the Reproof valiant. If again, is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have foit was not well cut, he would fay, I lye. This often met in the foreft: he hath been a courtier, is call'd the Countercheck quarrelfome; and fo to the he swears. Lye circumftantial, and the Lye direct.

Faq. There is, fure, another flood toward, and thefe couples are coming to the ark! Here comes a pair of very ftrange beafts, which in all tongues are call'd fools.

Faq. And how oft did you fay his beard was not well cut?

Clo. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flatter'd a lady; I have been politick with my Clo. I durft go no further than the Lye circumfriend, fmooth with mine enemy; I have undone ftantial, nor he durft not give me the Lye dir; three taylors; I have had four quarrels, and like and fo we meafur'd fwords, and parted. to have fought one.

Jaq. And how was that ta'en up?

Gio. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the feventh caufe.

Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lye.

Clo. O fir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have books for good manners 3 I will

Jaq. How feventh cause ?-Good my lord, like name you the degrees. The first, the Retort cour

this fellow.

teous; the fecond, the Qip modeft; the third, the Duke Sen. I like him very well. Reply churlish; the fourth, the Reproof valiant; Clo. God'ild you, fir; I defire you of the the fifth, the Countercheck quarrelfome; the

* See note 2. p. 239. 2. c. I wish you the fame. 3 The unhappy rage of duelling which has lately been fo prevalent and fhionable in this country, will, we truft. be a fufficient apology for our tranfcribing the following note on this paffage by Dr. Warburton. "The poet has in this fcene rallied the mode of formal duelling, then fo prevalent, with the highest humour and addrefs; nor could he have treated it with a happier contempt, than by making his clown fo knowing in the forms and preliminaries of it. The particular book here alluded to, is a very ridiculous treatife of one Vincentio Saviolo, intitled, Of honour and honourable quarrels, in quarto, printed by Wolf, 1594. The first part of this tract he entitles, A difcourfe most neceffary for all gentlemen that have in regard their koncurs, touching the giv ing and receiving the bye, whereupon the Duello and the Combat in divers forms doth erfue; and many ether inconveniences for lack only of true knowledge of honor, and the right underftanding of words, which here is fet down. The contents of the feveral chapters are as follow. 1. What the reafon is that the party us to whom the lye is given ought to become challenger, and of the nature of us. 11. Of the manner and diverfity of lies. III. Of the le certain, or direct. IV. Of conditional lies, or the lye circumftantial. V. Of the lye in general. VI. Of the lye in particular. VII. Of foolish lies. VIII. A conclufion touching the wrefling or returning back of the lye, or the countercheck quarrelfome. In the chapter of conditional lies, fpeaking of the particle if, he fays. Conditional lies be fuch as are given conditionally, thus if theu haft faid fo or fo, then thou lieft. Of thefe kind of lies, given in this manner, often arife much contention, whereof no fure conclufion can arife. By which he means, they cannot proceed to cut one another's throat, while there is an if between. Which is the reafon of Shakspeare making the Clown fay, I knew when feven juftices could not make up a quarrel: but when the parties were met them felves, one of them thought but of an if, as if you faid fo, then I faid fo, and they shook hands, and fuore brothers." Your if is the only peace-maker; much virtue in if.”

Honour, bigb bonour and renown,

To Hymen, god of every town!

fiath, the Lye with circumstance; the feventh, the
Lye direct. All thefe you may avoid, but the Lye
direct; and you may avoid that too, with an If.-
I knew when feven juftices could not take up a
quarrel; but when the parties were met them-Even daughter, welcome in no lefs degree.
felves, one of them thought but of an If, as, If
you fuid fo, then I faid fo; and they thook hands,

Duke Sen. O my dear niece, welcome thou art
to me;

Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art

mine;

and fwore brothers. Your If is the only peace-Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. maker; much virtue in If.

Faq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? he's

good at any thing, and yet a fool.

Enter Jaques de Boys.

faq. de B. Let me have audience for a word, or

two.

Duke Sen. He ufes his folly like a ftalking-horfe', and under the prefentation of that he fhoots his wit.] I am the fecond fon of old fir Rowland, Enter Hymen, Rofalind in woman's cloaths, and That bring thefe tidings to this fair affembly:

Celia.

STILL M SICK.

Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven,
When earthly things made even
Atone together.

Good duke, receive thy daughter,
Hymen from beaven brought her,

Yea, brought her bither;

That thou might join her band with bis,
Whofe heart within his bofom is.

Rof. To you I give myself, for I am yours.
[To the Duke.
To you I give myself, for I am yours." [To Orlando.
Duke Sen. If there be truth in fight, you are my
daughter.
[Rofalind.
Orla. If there be truth in fight, you are my
Phe. If fight and shape be true,

Why then, my love adieu!

Rof. I'll have no father, if you be not he :

[To the Duke.

I'll have no hufband, if you be not he :-
Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not the.
[To Phebe.

[To Orlando.

Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confufion:"
'Tis I must make conclufion
Of these most strange events:
Here's eight that must take hands,
To join in Hymen's bands,

If truth holds true contents.

You and you no cross shall part;

[To Orlando and Rofalind.
[To Oliver and Celia.
[To Phebe.

You and you are heart in heart :
You to his love must accord,
Or have a woman to your lord :-
You and you are fure together,
As the winter to foul weather.

Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day
Men of great worth reforted to this forest,
Addrefs'd a mighty power; which were on foot,
In his own conduct, purpofely to take
His brother here, and put him to the fword:.
And to the fkirts of this wild wood he came ;
Where, meeting with an old religious man,
After fome queftion with him, was converted
Both from his enterprize, and from the world;
His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother,
And all their lands reftor'd to them again
That were with him exiled: This to be true,
I do engage my life.

Duke Sen. Welcome, young man;
Thou offer'it fairly to thy brother's wedding:
To one, his lands with-held; and to the other,
A land itself at large, a potent dukedom.
First, in this foreft, let us do thofe ends
That here were well begun, and well begot:
And after, every of this happy number,
That have endur'd threwd days and nights with us,
Shall fhare the good of our returned fortune,
According to the measure of their states.
Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity,
And fall into our ruftick revelry

Play, mufick;--and you brides and bridegrooms all,
With meafure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall.
Jaq. Sir, by your patience:-
-If I heard you

rightly,

The duke hath put on a religious life,
And thrown into neglect the pompous court?
Jaq. de B. He hath.

Jaq. To him will I: out of thefe convertites
There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.-
You to your former honour I bequeath;

[To the Duke. Your patience, and your virtue, well deferves it : You to a love, that your true faith doth merit :[To Orlando.

[To the Clown and Audrey. You to your land, and love, and great allies:

Whiles a wedlock-hymn we fing,
Feed yourselves with questioning;
That reafon wonder may diminish,
How thus we met, and thefe things finish.
S 0 N G.

Wedding is great Juno's crown;
O blejjed bond of board and bed!
'T. Hymen peoples every town;

High wedlock then be bonoured:

[To Oliver.

You to a long and well-deferved bed :-

[To Silvius. And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage [To the Clown.

Is but for two months victual'd.—So to your picafures;

I am for other than for dancing measures.

Duke Sun. Stay, Jaques, itay.

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Jaq. To fee no paftime, I-what you would finuate with you in the behalf of a good play !---I am not furnifh'd like a beggar, therefore to beg I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. [Exit. will not become me: my way is, to conjure you : Duke Sen. Proceed, proceed: we will begin and I'll begin with the women. I charge you, O

these rites,

As we do truft they'll end, in true delights.

EPILOGUE.

women, for the love you bear to men, to like as much of this play as pleases them; and I charge you, O men, for the love you bear to women, (as I perceive by your fimpering, none of you hate Rof. It is not the fashion to fee the lady the epi- them) that between you and the women, the play logue but it is no more unhandsome, than to fee may please. If I were a woman 3, I would kiss the lord the prologue. If it be true, that good as many of you as had beards that pleas'd me, comwine needs no bufh, 'tis true, that a good play plexions that lik'd me, and breaths that I defy'd needs no epilogue: Yet to good wine they do use not: and, I am fure, as many as have good beards, good bushes; and good plays prove the better by or good faces, or fweet breaths, will, for my kind the help of good epilogues. What a cafe am I in offer when I make curtfy, bid me farewel. then, that am neither a good epilogue, nor can in

[Exeunt omnes,

1 It is even now the custom in some of the midland counties, (particularly Staffordshire) to hang a bush at the door of an ale-house, or, as it is there called, mug-houfe. 2 i. e. dressed. 3 In our author's time, the parts of women were always performed by men or boys,

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SCENE, fometimes in Padua; and fometimes in Petruchio's Houfe in the Country.

Sly.

INDUCTION.

SCENE

I.

Before an Aleboufe on a Heath.

Enter Hoftefs and Sly.

I

LL pheefe you, in faith.

L

A pair of stocks, you rogue!

Look in the chronicles, we came in with Richard Conqueror. Therefore, paucas pallabris 3 ; let the world fide 4: Seffa!

Hoft. You will not pay for the glaffes you have bursts?

Hoft.
Sly. No, not a denier: Go by, Jeronimy ;-
Sty. Y'are a baggage; the Slies are no 2 rogues: Go to thy cold bed, and warm thee.

Hoft.

i. e. I'll harrafs or plague you; or perhaps I'll pheefe you, may have a meaning fimilar to the vulgar phrafe of I'll comb your head. 2 Meaning, no vagrants, but gentlemen. 3 Sly, as an igno❤ rant fellow, is purposely made to aim at languages out of his knowledge, and knock the words out of joint. The Spaniards fay, pocas palabras. i. e. few words: as they do likewife, Ceffa, i. e. be quiet. Mr. Steevens fays, this is a burlefque on Hieronymo, which Theobald fpeaks of in a following note. 4 A proverbial expreffion, 5 i. c. broke. 6 Mr. Theobald's comment on this fpeech is thus: "The paffage has particular humour in it, and muft have been very pleafing at that time of "day. But I must clear up a piece of ftage hiftory, to make it undertood. There is a fuftian old play, " called Hieronymo; or, The Spanish Tragedy: which, I find, was the common butt of raillery to all the poets in Shakspeare's time; and a pallage, that appeared very ridiculous in that play, is here hu"mouroufly alluded to. Hieronymo, thinking himfelf injured, applies to the king for juftice; but the courtiers, who did not defire his wrongs fhould be fet in a true light, attempt to hinder him from an audience. Hiero. Juftice, oh! jafice to Hieronime. Lor. Back;fect thou not the king

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