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As You Like It: Act 2, Scene 4

As You Like It
Act 2, Scene 4

The Forest of Arden.

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

Rosalind

3
  1. O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits!

Touchstone

4
  1. I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary.

Rosalind

5 - 8
  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

9
  1. I pray you bear with me, I cannot go no further.

Touchstone

10 - 12
  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

13
  1. Well, this is the forest of Arden.

Touchstone

14 - 15
  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

17 - 18
  1. Ay, be so, good Touchstone. Look you, who comes here, a
  2. young man and an old in solemn talk.

Corin

19
  1. That is the way to make her scorn you still.

Silvius

20
  1. O Corin, that thou knew’st how I do love her!

Corin

21
  1. I partly guess; for I have lov’d ere now.

Silvius

22 - 28
  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

29
  1. Into a thousand that I have forgotten.

Silvius

30 - 40
  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

42 - 43
  1. Alas, poor shepherd, searching of thy wound,
  2. I have by hard adventure found mine own.

Touchstone

44 - 52
  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

53
  1. Thou speak’st wiser than thou art ware of.

Touchstone

54 - 55
  1. Nay, I shall ne’er be ware of mine own wit till I break my
  2. shins against it.

Rosalind

56 - 57
  1. Jove, Jove! This shepherd’s passion
  2. Is much upon my fashion.

Touchstone

58
  1. And mine, but it grows something stale with me.

Celia

59 - 61
  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

62
  1.                          Holla! You clown!

Rosalind

63
  1. Peace, fool, he’s not thy kinsman.

Corin

64
  1.                                    Who calls?

Touchstone

65
  1. Your betters, sir.

Corin

66
  1.                    Else are they very wretched.

Rosalind

67
  1. Peace, I say. Good even to you, friend.

Corin

68
  1. And to you, gentle sir, and to you all.

Rosalind

69 - 73
  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

74 - 86
  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

87
  1. What is he that shall buy his flock and pasture?

Corin

88 - 89
  1. That young swain that you saw here but erewhile,
  2. That little cares for buying any thing.

Rosalind

90 - 92
  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

93 - 94
  1. And we will mend thy wages. I like this place,
  2. And willingly could waste my time in it.

Corin

95 - 99
  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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