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As You Like It: Act II, Scene 4

As You Like It
Act II, Scene 4

The Forest of Arden.

  1. Enter Rosalind for Ganymede, Celia for Aliena, and Clown,
  2. alias Touchstone.

Rosalind

1
  1. O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits!

Touchstone

2
  1. I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary.

Rosalind

3 - 6
  1. I could find in my heart to disgrace my man’s apparel and to
  2. cry like a woman; but I must comfort the weaker vessel, as
  3. doublet and hose ought to show itself courageous to
  4. petticoat; therefore courage, good Aliena.

Celia

7
  1. I pray you bear with me, I cannot go no further.

Touchstone

8 - 10
  1. For my part, I had rather bear with you than bear you. Yet I
  2. should bear no cross if I did bear you, for I think you have
  3. no money in your purse.

Rosalind

11
  1. Well, this is the forest of Arden.

Touchstone

12 - 13
  1. Ay, now am I in Arden, the more fool I. When I was at home,
  2. I was in a better place, but travelers must be content.
  1. Enter Corin and Silvius.

Rosalind

14 - 15
  1. Ay, be so, good Touchstone. Look you, who comes here, a
  2. young man and an old in solemn talk.

Corin

16
  1. That is the way to make her scorn you still.

Silvius

17
  1. O Corin, that thou knew’st how I do love her!

Corin

18
  1. I partly guess; for I have lov’d ere now.

Silvius

19 - 25
  1. No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess,
  2. Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover
  3. As ever sigh’d upon a midnight pillow.
  4. But if thy love were ever like to mine
  5. As sure I think did never man love so
  6. How many actions most ridiculous
  7. Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?

Corin

26
  1. Into a thousand that I have forgotten.

Silvius

27 - 37
  1. O, thou didst then never love so heartily!
  2. If thou rememb’rest not the slightest folly
  3. That ever love did make thee run into,
  4. Thou hast not lov’d;
  5. Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,
  6. Wearing thy hearer in thy mistress’ praise,
  7. Thou hast not lov’d;
  8. Or if thou hast not broke from company
  9. Abruptly, as my passion now makes me,
  10. Thou hast not lov’d.
  11. O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe!
  1. Exit.

Rosalind

38 - 39
  1. Alas, poor shepherd, searching of thy wound,
  2. I have by hard adventure found mine own.

Touchstone

40 - 48
  1. And I mine. I remember when I was in love, I broke my sword
  2. upon a stone, and bid him take that for coming a-night to
  3. Jane Smile; and I remember the kissing of her batler and the
  4. cow’s dugs that her pretty chopp’d hands had milk’d; and I
  5. remember the wooing of a peascod instead of her, from whom I
  6. took two cods, and giving her them again, said with weeping
  7. tears, Wear these for my sake.” We that are true lovers run
  8. into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is
  9. all nature in love mortal in folly.

Rosalind

49
  1. Thou speak’st wiser than thou art ware of.

Touchstone

50 - 51
  1. Nay, I shall ne’er be ware of mine own wit till I break my
  2. shins against it.

Rosalind

52 - 53
  1. Jove, Jove! This shepherd’s passion
  2. Is much upon my fashion.

Touchstone

54
  1. And mine, but it grows something stale with me.

Celia

55 - 57
  1. I pray you, one of you question yond man,
  2. If he for gold will give us any food;
  3. I faint almost to death.

Touchstone

58
  1.                          Holla! You clown!

Rosalind

59
  1. Peace, fool, he’s not thy kinsman.

Corin

60
  1.                                    Who calls?

Touchstone

61
  1. Your betters, sir.

Corin

62
  1.                    Else are they very wretched.

Rosalind

63
  1. Peace, I say. Good even to you, friend.

Corin

64
  1. And to you, gentle sir, and to you all.

Rosalind

65 - 69
  1. I prithee, shepherd, if that love or gold
  2. Can in this desert place buy entertainment,
  3. Bring us where we may rest ourselves and feed.
  4. Here’s a young maid with travel much oppressed,
  5. And faints for succor.

Corin

70 - 82
  1.                        Fair sir, I pity her,
  2. And wish, for her sake more than for mine own,
  3. My fortunes were more able to relieve her;
  4. But I am shepherd to another man,
  5. And do not shear the fleeces that I graze.
  6. My master is of churlish disposition,
  7. And little reaks to find the way to heaven
  8. By doing deeds of hospitality.
  9. Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed
  10. Are now on sale, and at our sheep-cote now
  11. By reason of his absence there is nothing
  12. That you will feed on; but what is, come see,
  13. And in my voice most welcome shall you be.

Rosalind

83
  1. What is he that shall buy his flock and pasture?

Corin

84 - 85
  1. That young swain that you saw here but erewhile,
  2. That little cares for buying any thing.

Rosalind

86 - 88
  1. I pray thee, if it stand with honesty,
  2. Buy thou the cottage, pasture, and the flock,
  3. And thou shalt have to pay for it of us.

Celia

89 - 90
  1. And we will mend thy wages. I like this place,
  2. And willingly could waste my time in it.

Corin

91 - 95
  1. Assuredly the thing is to be sold.
  2. Go with me; if you like upon report
  3. The soil, the profit, and this kind of life,
  4. I will your very faithful feeder be,
  5. And buy it with your gold right suddenly.
  1. Exeunt.
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