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As You Like It: Act I, Scene 3

As You Like It
Act I, Scene 3

A room in the Duke’s palace.

  1. Enter Celia and Rosalind.

Celia

1
  1. Why, cousin, why, Rosalind! Cupid have mercy, not a word?

Rosalind

2
  1. Not one to throw at a dog.

Celia

3 - 4
  1. No, thy words are too precious to be cast away upon curs,
  2. throw some of them at me. Come lame me with reasons.

Rosalind

5 - 6
  1. Then there were two cousins laid up, when the one should be
  2. lam’d with reasons, and the other mad without any.

Celia

7
  1. But is all this for your father?

Rosalind

8 - 9
  1. No, some of it is for my child’s father. O how full of
  2. briers is this working-day world!

Celia

10 - 12
  1. They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in holiday
  2. foolery; if we walk not in the trodden paths, our very
  3. petticoats will catch them.

Rosalind

13
  1. I could shake them off my coat; these burs are in my heart.

Celia

14
  1. Hem them away.

Rosalind

15
  1. I would try, if I could cry hem and have him.

Celia

16
  1. Come, come, wrestle with thy affections.

Rosalind

17
  1. O, they take the part of a better wrestler than myself!

Celia

18 - 22
  1. O, a good wish upon you! You will try in time, in despite of
  2. a fall. But turning these jests out of service, let us talk
  3. in good earnest. Is it possible, on such a sudden, you
  4. should fall into so strong a liking with old Sir Rowland’s
  5. youngest son?

Rosalind

23
  1. The Duke my father lov’d his father dearly.

Celia

24 - 26
  1. Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his son dearly?
  2. By this kind of chase, I should hate him, for my father
  3. hated his father dearly; yet I hate not Orlando.

Rosalind

27
  1. No, faith, hate him not, for my sake.

Celia

28
  1. Why should I not? Doth he not deserve well?
  1. Enter Duke Frederick with Lords.

Rosalind

29 - 30
  1. Let me love him for that, and do you love him because I do.
  2. Look, here comes the Duke.

Celia

31
  1. With his eyes full of anger.

Duke Frederick

32 - 33
  1. Mistress, dispatch you with your safest haste,
  2. And get you from our court.

Rosalind

34
  1.                             Me, uncle?

Duke Frederick

35 - 38
  1.            You, cousin.
  2. Within these ten days if that thou beest found
  3. So near our public court as twenty miles,
  4. Thou diest for it.

Rosalind

39 - 46
  1.                    I do beseech your Grace
  2. Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me:
  3. If with myself I hold intelligence,
  4. Or have acquaintance with mine own desires;
  5. If that I do not dream, or be not frantic
  6. (As I do trust I am not), then, dear uncle,
  7. Never so much as in a thought unborn
  8. Did I offend your Highness.

Duke Frederick

47 - 50
  1.                             Thus do all traitors:
  2. If their purgation did consist in words,
  3. They are as innocent as grace itself.
  4. Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not.

Rosalind

51 - 52
  1. Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor.
  2. Tell me whereon the likelihood depends.

Duke Frederick

53
  1. Thou art thy father’s daughter, there’s enough.

Rosalind

54 - 60
  1. So was I when your Highness took his dukedom,
  2. So was I when your Highness banish’d him.
  3. Treason is not inherited, my lord,
  4. Or if we did derive it from our friends,
  5. What’s that to me? My father was no traitor.
  6. Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much
  7. To think my poverty is treacherous.

Celia

61
  1. Dear sovereign, hear me speak.

Duke Frederick

62 - 63
  1. Ay, Celia, we stay’d her for your sake,
  2. Else had she with her father rang’d along.

Celia

64 - 71
  1. I did not then entreat to have her stay,
  2. It was your pleasure and your own remorse.
  3. I was too young that time to value her,
  4. But now I know her. If she be a traitor,
  5. Why, so am I. We still have slept together,
  6. Rose at an instant, learn’d, play’d, eat together,
  7. And wheresoe’er we went, like Juno’s swans,
  8. Still we went coupled and inseparable.

Duke Frederick

72 - 79
  1. She is too subtile for thee, and her smoothness,
  2. Her very silence, and her patience
  3. Speak to the people, and they pity her.
  4. Thou art a fool; she robs thee of thy name,
  5. And thou wilt show more bright and seem more virtuous
  6. When she is gone. Then open not thy lips:
  7. Firm and irrevocable is my doom
  8. Which I have pass’d upon her; she is banish’d.

Celia

80 - 81
  1. Pronounce that sentence then on me, my liege,
  2. I cannot live out of her company.

Duke Frederick

82 - 84
  1. You are a fool. You, niece, provide yourself;
  2. If you outstay the time, upon mine honor,
  3. And in the greatness of my word, you die.
  1. Exit Duke with Lords.

Celia

85 - 87
  1. O my poor Rosalind, whither wilt thou go?
  2. Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee mine.
  3. I charge thee be not thou more griev’d than I am.

Rosalind

88
  1. I have more cause.

Celia

89 - 91
  1.                    Thou hast not, cousin,
  2. Prithee be cheerful. Know’st thou not the Duke
  3. Hath banish’d me, his daughter?

Rosalind

92
  1.                                 That he hath not.

Celia

93 - 102
  1. No, hath not? Rosalind lacks then the love
  2. Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one.
  3. Shall we be sund’red? Shall we part, sweet girl?
  4. No, let my father seek another heir.
  5. Therefore devise with me how we may fly,
  6. Whither to go, and what to bear with us,
  7. And do not seek to take your change upon you,
  8. To bear your griefs yourself, and leave me out;
  9. For by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale,
  10. Say what thou canst, I’ll go along with thee.

Rosalind

103
  1. Why, whither shall we go?

Celia

104
  1. To seek my uncle in the forest of Arden.

Rosalind

105 - 107
  1. Alas, what danger will it be to us,
  2. Maids as we are, to travel forth so far!
  3. Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

Celia

108 - 111
  1. I’ll put myself in poor and mean attire,
  2. And with a kind of umber smirch my face;
  3. The like do you. So shall we pass along
  4. And never stir assailants.

Rosalind

112 - 120
  1.                            Were it not better,
  2. Because that I am more than common tall,
  3. That I did suit me all points like a man?
  4. A gallant curtle-axe upon my thigh,
  5. A boar-spear in my hand, andin my heart
  6. Lie there what hidden woman’s fear there will
  7. We’ll have a swashing and a martial outside,
  8. As many other mannish cowards have
  9. That do outface it with their semblances.

Celia

121
  1. What shall I call thee when thou art a man?

Rosalind

122 - 124
  1. I’ll have no worse a name than Jove’s own page,
  2. And therefore look you call me Ganymede.
  3. But what will you be call’d?

Celia

125 - 126
  1. Something that hath a reference to my state:
  2. No longer Celia, but Aliena.

Rosalind

127 - 129
  1. But, cousin, what if we assay’d to steal
  2. The clownish fool out of your father’s court?
  3. Would he not be a comfort to our travel?

Celia

130 - 136
  1. He’ll go along o’er the wide world with me;
  2. Leave me alone to woo him. Let’s away,
  3. And get our jewels and our wealth together,
  4. Devise the fittest time and safest way
  5. To hide us from pursuit that will be made
  6. After my flight. Now go we in content
  7. To liberty, and not to banishment.
  1. Exeunt.
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