As You Like It
Act I, Scene 2
A lawn before the Duke’s palace.
- Enter Rosalind and Celia.
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Rosalind2 - 5
- Dear Celia—I show more mirth than I am mistress of, and
- would you yet I were merrier? Unless you could teach me to
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- remember any extraordinary pleasure.
Celia6 - 11
- Herein I see thou lov’st me not with the full weight that I
- love thee. If my uncle, thy banish’d father, had banish’d
- thy uncle, the Duke my father, so thou hadst been still with
- me, I could have taught my love to take thy father for mine;
- so wouldst thou, if the truth of thy love to me were so
May 16, 2019 MikoCorrectly proportioned. In this sense, "temper'd" means "mixed".
Rosalind12 - 13
- Well, I will forget the condition of my estate, to rejoice
- in yours.
Celia14 - 19
- You know my father hath no child but I, nor none is like to
- have; and truly when he dies, thou shalt be his heir; for
- what he hath taken away from thy father perforce, I will
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- when I break that oath, let me turn monster. Therefore, my
- sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be merry.
Rosalind20 - 21
- From henceforth I will, coz, and devise sports. Let me
- see—what think you of falling in love?
Celia22 - 24
- Marry, I prithee do, to make sport withal. But love no man
- in good earnest, nor no further in sport neither, than with
May 16, 2019 MikoDo not act out love anymore than you can escape from with an innocent blush.
- What shall be our sport then?
Celia26 - 27
Rosalind28 - 30
- I would we could do so; for her benefits are mightily
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- in her gifts to women.
Celia31 - 33
Rosalind34 - 36
May 16, 2019 MikoThe First Folio refers only to "clowne" in this stage direction. Touchstone is not explicitly named in the folio until Act II, scene 4.
Celia37 - 40
Rosalind41 - 42
Celia43 - 47
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- Nature’s, who perceiveth our natural wits too dull to reason
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May 16, 2019 MikoLiterally, a whetstone is a stone used for sharpening knives. In this figurative sense, it is something for sharpening the wits. This is just the first time Touchstone challenges people to use their wits.
May 16, 2019 MikoCelia plays on the catchphrases "wit, whither wilt?" or "wandering wits", which refer to someone who is talking too much.
- Mistress, you must come away to your father.
May 16, 2019 MikoCelia means this word in the usual sense of someone who carries a message. In the next line, Touchstone intentionally uses a different sense of "messenger", meaning an officer of the court who has the power to arrest someone. That meaning roughly makes sense (at least enough for a joke) because it was the duke who ordered him to fetch her.
- No, by mine honor, but I was bid to come for you.
- Where learn’d you that oath, fool?
Touchstone52 - 55
- Of a certain knight, that swore by his honor they were good
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May 16, 2019 Mikoaffirm, attest
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- How prove you that, in the great heap of your knowledge?
- Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom.
Touchstone58 - 59
- Stand you both forth now. Stroke your chins, and swear by
- your beards that I am a knave.
- By our beards (if we had them) thou art.
Touchstone61 - 65
- By my knavery (if I had it) then I were. But if you swear by
- that that is not, you are not forsworn. No more was this
- knight, swearing by his honor, for he never had any; or if
- he had, he had sworn it away before ever he saw those
- pancakes or that mustard.
- Prithee, who is’t that thou mean’st?
- One that old Frederick, your father, loves.
Celia68 - 69
- My father’s love is enough to honor him enough. Speak no
May 16, 2019 MikoA general purpose word for "offense". In this case, the supposed offense is slander.
Touchstone70 - 71
- The more pity that fools may not speak wisely what wise men
- do foolishly.
Celia72 - 74
- By my troth, thou sayest true; for since the little wit that
May 17, 2019 MikoThis phrase might be a reference to the Bishops' Ban of 1599. In that ban, the Archbishop of Canterbury and the Bishop of London signed orders that banned a variety of types of books, including works of satire. If it is indeed such a reference, that coincides well with estimates that the play was written in 1599.
- have makes a great show. Here comes Monsieur Le Beau.
- Enter Le Beau.
- With his mouth full of news.
- Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed their young.
- Then shall we be news-cramm’d.
Celia78 - 79
- All the better; we shall be the more marketable. Bonjour,
- Monsieur Le Beau. What’s the news?
- Fair princess, you have lost much good sport.
- Sport! Of what color?
- What color, madam? How shall I answer you?
- As wit and fortune will.
- Or as the Destinies decrees.
- Well said—that was laid on with a trowel.
- Nay, if I keep not my rank—
- Thou losest thy old smell.
Le Beau88 - 89
- You amaze me, ladies. I would have told you of good
- wrestling, which you have lost the sight of.
- Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling.
Le Beau91 - 93
- I will tell you the beginning; and if it please your
- ladyships, you may see the end, for the best is yet to do,
- and here where you are, they are coming to perform it.
- Well, the beginning, that is dead and buried.
- There comes an old man and his three sons—
- I could match this beginning with an old tale.
- Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence.
Rosalind98 - 99
- With bills on their necks, “Be it known unto all men by
- these presents.”
Le Beau100 - 105
- The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles, the Duke’s
- wrestler, which Charles in a moment threw him, and broke
- three of his ribs, that there is little hope of life in him.
- So he serv’d the second, and so the third. Yonder they lie,
- the poor old man, their father, making such pitiful dole
- over them that all the beholders take his part with weeping.
- But what is the sport, monsieur, that the ladies have lost?
- Why, this that I speak of.
Touchstone109 - 110
- Thus men may grow wiser every day. It is the first time that
- ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport for ladies.
- Or I, I promise thee.
Rosalind112 - 114
- But is there any else longs to see this broken music in his
- sides? Is there yet another dotes upon rib-breaking? Shall
- we see this wrestling, cousin?
Le Beau115 - 116
- You must if you stay here, for here is the place appointed
- for the wrestling, and they are ready to perform it.
- Yonder sure they are coming. Let us now stay and see it.
- Flourish. Enter Duke Frederick, Lords, Orlando, Charles, and
Duke Frederick118 - 119
- Come on. Since the youth will not be entreated, his own
- peril on his forwardness.
- Is yonder the man?
- Even he, madam.
- Alas, he is too young! Yet he looks successfully.
Duke Frederick123 - 124
- How now, daughter and cousin? Are you crept hither to see
- the wrestling?
- Ay, my liege, so please you give us leave.
Duke Frederick126 - 129
- You will take little delight in it, I can tell you, there is
- such odds in the man. In pity of the challenger’s youth I
- would fain dissuade him, but he will not be entreated. Speak
- to him, ladies, see if you can move him.
- Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau.
- Do so; I’ll not be by.
- Monsieur the challenger, the princess calls for you.
- I attend them with all respect and duty.
- Young man, have you challeng’d Charles the wrestler?
Orlando135 - 136
- No, fair princess; he is the general challenger. I come but
- in, as others do, to try with him the strength of my youth.
Celia137 - 142
- Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold for your years.
- You have seen cruel proof of this man’s strength. If you saw
- yourself with your eyes, or knew yourself with your
- judgment, the fear of your adventure would counsel you to a
- more equal enterprise. We pray you for your own sake to
- embrace your own safety, and give over this attempt.
Rosalind143 - 145
- Do, young sir, your reputation shall not therefore be
- mispris’d. We will make it our suit to the Duke that the
- wrestling might not go forward.
Orlando146 - 155
- I beseech you, punish me not with your hard thoughts,
- wherein I confess me much guilty to deny so fair and
- excellent ladies any thing. But let your fair eyes and
- gentle wishes go with me to my trial; wherein if I be
- foil’d, there is but one sham’d that was never gracious; if
- kill’d, but one dead that is willing to be so. I shall do my
- friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me; the world no
- injury, for in it I have nothing. Only in the world I fill
- up a place, which may be better supplied when I have made it
- The little strength that I have, I would it were with you.
- And mine, to eke out hers.
- Fare you well; pray heaven I be deceiv’d in you!
- Your heart’s desires be with you!
Charles160 - 161
- Come, where is this young gallant that is so desirous to lie
- with his mother earth?
- Ready, sir, but his will hath in it a more modest working.
- You shall try but one fall.
Charles164 - 165
- No, I warrant your Grace, you shall not entreat him to a
- second, that have so mightily persuaded him from a first.
Orlando166 - 167
- You mean to mock me after; you should not have mock’d me
- before. But come your ways.
- Now Hercules be thy speed, young man!
Celia169 - 170
- I would I were invisible, to catch the strong fellow by the
- O excellent young man!
Celia172 - 173
- If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who should
- Charles is thrown. Shout.
- No more, no more.
- Yes, I beseech your Grace, I am not yet well breath’d.
- How dost thou, Charles?
- He cannot speak, my lord.
- Bear him away. What is thy name, young man?
- Orlando, my liege, the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys.
Duke Frederick180 - 186
- I would thou hadst been son to some man else:
- The world esteem’d thy father honorable,
- But I did find him still mine enemy.
- Thou shouldst have better pleas’d me with this deed
- Hadst thou descended from another house.
- But fare thee well, thou art a gallant youth.
- I would thou hadst told me of another father.
- Exit Duke with Train and Le Beau.
- Were I my father, coz, would I do this?
Orlando188 - 190
- I am more proud to be Sir Rowland’s son,
- His youngest son, and would not change that calling
- To be adopted heir to Frederick.
Rosalind191 - 195
- My father lov’d Sir Rowland as his soul,
- And all the world was of my father’s mind.
- Had I before known this young man his son,
- I should have given him tears unto entreaties,
- Ere he should thus have ventur’d.
Celia196 - 202
- Gentle cousin,
- Let us go thank him, and encourage him.
- My father’s rough and envious disposition
- Sticks me at heart. Sir, you have well deserv’d.
- If you do keep your promises in love
- But justly as you have exceeded all promise,
- Your mistress shall be happy.
Rosalind203 - 206
- Giving him a chain from her neck.
- Wear this for me: one out of suits with Fortune,
- That could give more, but that her hand lacks means.
- Shall we go, coz?
- Ay. Fare you well, fair gentleman.
Orlando208 - 210
- Can I not say, I thank you? My better parts
- Are all thrown down, and that which here stands up
- Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
Rosalind211 - 214
- He calls us back. My pride fell with my fortunes,
- I’ll ask him what he would. Did you call, sir?
- Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown
- More than your enemies.
- Will you go, coz?
- Have with you.—Fare you well.
- Exit with Celia.
Orlando217 - 220
- What passion hangs these weights upon my tongue?
- I cannot speak to her, yet she urg’d conference.
- Enter Le Beau.
- O poor Orlando! Thou art overthrown,
- Or Charles, or something weaker, masters thee.
Le Beau221 - 227
- Good sir, I do in friendship counsel you
- To leave this place. Albeit you have deserv’d
- High commendation, true applause, and love,
- Yet such is now the Duke’s condition
- That he misconsters all that you have done.
- The Duke is humorous— what he is indeed
- More suits you to conceive than I to speak of.
Orlando228 - 230
- I thank you, sir; and pray you tell me this:
- Which of the two was daughter of the Duke,
- That here was at the wrestling?
Le Beau231 - 245
- Neither his daughter, if we judge by manners,
- But yet indeed the smaller is his daughter.
- The other is daughter to the banish’d Duke,
- And here detain’d by her usurping uncle
- To keep his daughter company, whose loves
- Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters.
- But I can tell you that of late this Duke
- Hath ta’en displeasure ’gainst his gentle niece,
- Grounded upon no other argument
- But that the people praise her for her virtues,
- And pity her for her good father’s sake;
- And on my life his malice ’gainst the lady
- Will suddenly break forth. Sir, fare you well.
- Hereafter, in a better world than this,
- I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
Orlando246 - 249
- I rest much bounden to you; fare you well.
- Exit Le Beau.
- Thus must I from the smoke into the smother,
- From tyrant Duke unto a tyrant brother.
- But heavenly Rosalind!