$ CE N E III.

I'll do the service of a younger man
Oliver's House.

In all your business and necessities. Cappears

Orla. Oh good old man ! how well in thee Enter Orlando and Adım.

The constant service of the antique world, Orla, Who's there?

[master, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Adam. What! my young masteri-Oh, my gentle Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Oh, my swect matter, O you memory!

Where none will sweat but for promotion;
Of old sir Rowland! why, what make you here! And having that, do choak their service up
Why are you virtuous ? Why do people love you? Even with the having 4: it is not so with thee.
And wherefore are you gentle, strong, and valiant ? But, poor old man, thou prun'ít a rotten tree,
Why would you be so fond to overcome That cannot so much as a bloßom yield,
The bony priser of the humourous duke?

In lieu of all thy pains and huibandry:
Your praise is come too swiftly home before you. But come thy ways, we'll go along together ;
Know you not, master, to some kind of men, And ere we have thy youthful wages spent,
Their graces serve them but as enemies ?

We'll light upon some fettled low content.
No more do yours; your virtues, gentle master, Adam. Master, go on; and I will follow thee,
Are sanctified and holy traitors to you.

To the last gaip, with truth and loyalty.com Oh, what a world is this, when what is comely

From seventeen years till now almost fourscore Envenoms him that bears it !

Here lived I, but now live here no more. Orla. Why, what's the matter?

At seventeen years many their fortunes feek; Adam. O unhappy youth,

But at fourscore, it is too late a weck: Come not within these doors; within this roof

Yet fortune cannot recompense me better, The enemy of all your graces lives :

Than to die well, and not my master's debtor. [Exe. Your brother--(na, no brother; yet the lonYet not the son ;-I will not call him son

SCENE IV.
Of him I was about to call his father)

The Forest of Arden.
Hath heard your praises; and this night he means
To burn the lodging where you use to lie,

Enter Rosalind in boy's cloaths for Ganimed; Celia And you within it: if he fail of that,

drejt like a liepherdess for Aliena ; and Touche He will have other means to cut you off :

fione the Clown. I overheard him, and his practices.

Ros. O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits!. This is no place, this house is but a butchery; Clo. I care not for my spirits, if my legs were Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it.

not weary. Orla. Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou Ros. I could find in my heart to disgrace my have me go?

man's apparel, and cry like a woman; but I must Adam. No matter whither, so you come not here. comfort the weaker veisel, as doublet and hose Orla. What, wouldft thou have me go and beg ought to how itself courageous to petticoat ; there

fore, courage, good Aliena. Or, with a base and boisterous fword, enforce Cel. I pray you, bear with me; I can go no A thievish living on the common road ?

further. This I must do, or know not what to do:

Clo. For my part, I had rather bear with you, Yet this I will not do, do how I can;

than bear you: yet I should bear no cross s, if I did I rather will subject me to the malice

bear you; for, I think you have no money in your Of a diverted 3 blood, and bloody brother. purse.

Adam. But do not so: I have five hundred crowns, Rof. Well, this is the forest of Arden. The thrifty hire 1 fav'd under your father,

Clo. Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I ; Which I did store, to be my foster-nurse, when I was at home, I was in a better place; but When service Mould in my old limbs lie lame, travellers must be content, And unregarded age in corners thrown;

Rof. Ay, be so, good Touchstone:-Look you, Take that: and He that doth the ravens feed, who comes here; a young man, and an old, in som Yea, providently caters for the sparrow,

iemn talk. Be comfort to my age! Here is the gold;

Enter Corin and Silvius, All this I give you: Let me be your servant; Cor. That is the way to make her scorn you still. Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty : Sil. O Corin, that thou knew'It how I do love her! For in my youth I never did apply

Cor. I partly guess; for I have lov'd ere now. Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood;

Sil. No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess; Nor did not with unbathful forehead woo Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover, The means of weakness and debility;

As ever figh'd upon a midnight pillow: Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,

But if thy love were ever like to mine, Frosty, but kindly ; let me go with you ; (As sure I think did never man love so)

1 Memory is here put for memorial. ? Place here means a manpon or residence. 3 That is, blood turned out of the course of nature. 4 Having here means pebellion, S Arrofs was a piece of money kamped with a cools,

How

my food ?

How many actions moft ridiculous

By reason of his absence, there is nothing Halt thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?

That you will feed on; but what is, come see, Gor. Into a thousand that I have forgotten. And in my voice most welcome shall you be.

Sil. O, thou didit then ne'er love fo heartily: Rof. What is he, that shall buy his fock and If thou remember'st not the Nightest fully

pasture? That ever love did make thee run into,

Cor. That young swain, that you saw here but Thou hast not lov'd:

erewhile, Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,

That little cares for buying any thing. Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' prouse, Roj. I pray thee, if it stand with honesty, Thou hast not lov'd :

Buy thou the cottage, pasture, and the flock, Or if thou hnit not broke from company,

And thou thalt have to pay for it of us. Abruptly, as my paffion now makes me,

Cel. And we will mend thy wages: I like this place, Thou hast not lov'd:- Phebe, Phebe, Phebe! And willingly could waste my time in it.

[Exit Silvius. Cor. Alluredly, the thing is to be fold: Rof. Alas, poor shepherd! searching of thy wound, Go with me; if you like, upon report, I have by hard adventure found mine own. The soil, the profit, and this kind of life,

Clo. And I mine: I remember, when I was in I will your very faithful feeder be, love, I broke my sword upon a stone, and bid him And buy it with your gold right suddenly. [Exeuns. take that for coining o'nights to Jane Smule: and I remember the kissing of her batclet', and the

S CE N E V. cow's dugs that her pretty chopp'd hands had

Enter Amiens, Jaques, and others, milk'd: and I remember the wooing of a pearcod

S initead of ber; from whom I took two cods?,

o N G. and, giving her them again, faid with weeping

Ami. Under the greenwood tries

Who loves to lie with me, tears, Wear there for my fake. We, that are true lovers, run into itrange casers; but as all is mortal

tind tune bis merry noie in nature, so is all nature in love mortal 3 in folly.

Unio tbe sweet bird's ibroal, Rof. Thou speak it wiser, than thou art 'ware of.

Come bisher, comie bieber, come bisber; Clo. Nay, I shall ne'er be aware of mine own

Here swall be see wit, till I break my fins against it. Rof. Jove! Jove! this thepherd's passion is much

But winter and rough weather. upon my fashion.

Faq. More, more, I pr’ythee, more. Clo. And mine; but it grows something stale Ami. It will make you melancholy, monsieur with me.

Jaques. Cel. I pray you, one of you question yon man, Fuq. I thank it. More, I pr’ythee, more. I can If he for gold will give us any food;

fuck melancholy out of a fong, as a weazel sucks I faint almost to death.

eggs: More, I pr’ythes, more. Cio. Hola; you, clown!

sini. My voice is rugged; I know I cannot please Rif. Peace, fool; he's not thy kinsman. you. Cor. Who calls?

529. I do not defire you to please me, I do desire Cls. Your betters, fir.

you to fing: Come, niore; another stanza; Call Cor. Else they are very wretched.

you 'em stanzas? Rof. Peace, I say :--Good even to you, friend. Ani. What you will, monsieur Jaques. Car. And to you, gentle fur, and to you all. jag. Nay, 1 care not for their namnes; they owe

RS. I proythee, shepherd, if that love, or gold, me nothing : Will you fing? Can in this desert place buy entertainment,

Ami. More at your request, than to please myself. Bring us where we may reft ourselves, and feed : Jug. Well then, if ever I thank any man, I'll Here's a young maid with travel much opprefs'd, thank you: but that they call compliment, is like And faints for succour.

the encounter of two dog-apes; and when a man Cor. Fair fir, I pity her,

thanks me heartily, methinks, I have given him a And wish for her fake, more than for mine own, penny, and he renders me the beggarly thanks. My fortunes were more able to relieve her: Come, fing; and you that will not, bold your But I am thepherd to another man,

tongues. And do not sheer the fleeces that I graze ;

smi. Well, I'll end the song.---Sirs, cover the My master is of churlith difpofition,

while; the duke will drink under this tree :he And little recks to find the way to heaven hath been all this day to look you. By doing deeds of hospitality:

Jaz. And I have been all this day to avoid Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed him. “He is too disputable for my company : I Are now on sale; and at our theep-cote now, 'think of as many matters as he; but I give heaven

1 An instrument with which washer-women beat their coarse cloaths. 2 Peafiods is a term still in use in Staffordshire for peas as they are brought to market,

3 That is, abundant in fully, in some counties, mortal, from mori, a great quantity, is fill uied as a particle of amplification ; as mortal tall, mortal liilis. 1.4

thanks,

Come.

thanks, and make no boast of them, Come, waible,

Enter Jaques.

I Lord. He saves my labour by his own approach. S O N G

Duke Sen. Why, how now, monsieur ! whai a Who doth ambition hun, [All together bere.

life is this, And loves to live i' the sun,

That your poor friends must woo your company?
Seeking the food be eats,

What! you look merrily.
And pleas'd with what he gets,

Jag. A fooi, a fool ----I met a fool i'the forest, Corne bither, come bitbar, come bither;

A motley 4 fool,---a miserable world!
Here shall be fee

As I do live by food, I met a fool;
No enony,

Who laid him down, and bark'd him in the fun,
But winter and rough weather.

And rail'd on lady Fortune in good terms, Faq. I'll give you a verte to this note, that I made in good set terms,—and yet a motley fool. yesterday in despight of my

invention.

“ Good-morrow. fool," quoth I : “No, fir," quosh Ami. And I'll sing it.

“ Call me not fool,till heaven hath sent me fortune:" Fag. Thus it goes :

And then he drew a dial from his poke;
If it do came to pass,

And looking on it with lack-lutie eye,
That any man turn ass,

Says, very witely, “ It is ten a-clock :
Leaving his wealth and case,

“ Thus may we see,” quoth he, “ how the world A stubborn will to please,

“ 'Tis but an hour ago, fince it was nine; (wags : Dic ad

те,
duc ad

ml,
duc ad mel;

" And after one hour more, 'twill be eleven ; Here shall be fee

“ And so, from hour to hour, we ripe, and ripe, Gofs fools as be,

" And then, from hour to hour, we rot, and rot, An if be will come to me.

“ And thereby hangs a tale.” When I did hear Ami. What's that duc ad me?

The motley fool thus moral on the tine, 729. 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a My lungs began to crow like chanticleer, circle. I'll go sleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail That fools fhould be so deep contemplative; against all the first-born of Egypt?.

And I did laugh, sans intermiflion, Ami. And I'll go seek the duke; his banquet is An hour by his dial. O noble fool! prepar'u.

[F'xeunt foverally. A worthy fool! Motley's the only wear.
SCENE VI.
Duke Sen. What fool is this?

[tior; Enter Orlando and Adau,

Jaq.O worthy fool!-One that hath been a cour • Adam. Dear master, I can go no further: O, I

And says, if ladies be but young, and fair, die for food ! Here lie I down, and measure out which is as dry as the remainder bisket

They have the gift to know it: and in his brain, my grave. Farewel, kind master. Ola. Why, bow now, Adam! no greater heart

After a voyage,--de hath strange places cramm'd in thee? Live a little ; comfort a little; cheer thy- in mangled forms:—0, that I were a fool !

With observation, the which he vents felf a little: If this vacouth foreit yield any thing I am ambicious for a motley coat. favage, I will either be food for it, or bring it for

Duke Sen. Thou shalt have one. food to thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy powers. For my take be comfortable; hold death

Faq. It is my only suit 5; a while at the arm's end: I will be here with thee of all opinion that grows rank in them,

Provided, that you weed your better judgements presently; and if I bring thee not something to that I am wise. I must have liberty eat, i'll give thee leave to de: but if thoi diet Withal, as jarge a charter as the wind, before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said! thou look't cheerly: and I'll be with And they that are most gauled with my folly, [fo?

To blow on whom I please; for fo fools have ; thee quickly. Yet thou licht in the bleak air : Come, I will bear thee to fome Meiter; and thou They most mult laugh: And why, sir, must they Thalt not die for lack of a dinner, if there live any He, that a fool doth very wildly hit,

The zuby is plain as way to panish church; thing in this desert. Cheerly, good Adam! (Exeunt.

Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
SCE NE VII.

Not to seem senseless of the bob: if not,
Another part of ihe Foreft.

The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd
Enter Duke Senior and lodi, ( A table set out. Even by the squandring glances of the fool,

Duke Sen. I think he is transform'd into a bealt; Invest me in my moriey; give me leave
For I can no where find him like a man.

To speak my mind, and I will through and through i Lord. My lord, he is but even now gone Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, Here was he merry, hearing of a long. (hence; If they will patiently receive my medicine. do. Duke Sen. If he, compaci of jars 3, grow inufical,

DakeSen. Fieon thee! I can tell what thou wou dit We shall have shortly difcord in the spheres :

Fag. What, for a counter, would I do, hut goud? Go, leek him; tell him, I would speak with him. Duke Sen. Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding tin;

1 That is, bring him to me; a!inding to the burthen of Amjens's song: come kither, come hither, come bither. 2 A proverbial expreffion for high-born persons. 31, e. inade up of disords: +1. c. a 3&56-oplourea soul, alluding to his coat. i. e. petition,

For

For thou thyself hast been a libertine,

And therefore fit you down in gentleness,
As sensual as the brutish sting itself;

And take upon command 2 whe: help we have
And all the embolled fores, and headed evils, That to your wanting may be ministred.
That thou with licence of free foot haft caught, Orta. Then but forbear your food a little while
Wouldft thou disgorge into the general world. Whiles, like a cioe, I go to find my fawn,
197. Why, who cries out on pride,

And give it food. There is an old poor man,
That can therein tax any private party?

Who after me hath many a weary itep
Both it not fow as hugely as the sea,

Limp'd in pure love; 'till he be first iuific'do"T:ll that the very very means do ebb?

Oppress'd with two weak evils, age, and hunger,-
What woman in the city. do I namne,

I will not touch a bit.
When that I fay, The city-woman bears

Duke Sen. Go find him out,
The cott of princes on unworthy thoulders ? And we will notiing walte till your return.
Who cal come in, and say, thai I mean ier, Orla. I thank ye : and be bleis’d for your good
When such a one as fhe, such is her neighbour ?

comfort!

[Exit. 0: what is he of bafett function,

Die Son. Thou feest, we are not all alone unThat fass, his bravery is not on my cor,

This vide and universal theatre

(happy :
(Thinking that I mean bim) but therein uits Presents more woful pageants than the scene
His fully to the metal of my fpeech? (wherein Wherein we play in.
There then; How then? What then? Let me feel J19. All the world's a Nage,
My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him right, And all the inen and women merely players :
Then he hath wrong's himself; if he be free, They have their exits, and their entrances ;
Why then, my taxing like a wild goose flics, And one man in his time plays many parts,
Unclaim't of any man.--But who come here? His acts being reven ages. At firli, the infant,

Enter O, lando, cuish bis favord drawn. Mewing and puking in the nurse's arms :
Orie. Forbear, and eat no more.

And then, the whining ichuoi-boy with his fatchel,
Fuq. Why, I have eat none yet.

And thining morning tice, creeping like snail Urla. Nor shalt not, 'till neceility be ferv'd. Unwillingly to school. And then the lover; Iaq. Of what kind should this cock come of? Sighing like furnace, with a woiul ballad

Diske Sen. Art thou thus bolden J, man, by thy Made to his inaitreis' eyebrow : Ther, a soldier;
Or elle a rude despiser of good manners, (distress; Full of strange Oths, und bearded like the pard,
That in civility thou seem'it so empty? [point Jealous in honour, uciden and quick in quarrel,

Orla. You touch'd my vein at first; the thorny seeking the bubble reputation
Of hare diftress hath ta’en from me the thew Even in the cannon's mouth: And then, the justice
Of smooth civility. yet am I in-land bred, In fur round belly, with good capen lin'd,
And know some nurture': But forbear, I fay; With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut,
He dies, that touches any of this fruit,

Full of wise laws and modern 3 inttances,
Till I and my attains are answered.

Anui lo he piays dis part : The sixth age thifts
Jag. An you will not

Into the lean and nipperd pantaloon ;
Be answered with reason, I must die,

With 1pectacles on nose, and pouch on side; Duke San. What would you have: Your gentle. His youthful hose weil liv’d, a world too wide nefs shall force,

For his thrunk thank ; and his big manly voice,
More than your force move us to gentleness. Turning again toward childish treble, pipes

Orls. I almost die for ford, and let me have it. And whiftles in his found: Lattivene of all,
Duke Sen. Sit down and feed, and welcome to Thuat ends tuis ftrange eventful history,
our table.

[you; 15 second childishnets, and mere oblivion ; Oria. Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray Sains teeth, sans eyes, fans tufte, sans every thing. I thought, that all things had been lavage here;

Re-enter Osiando, with dom.
And therefore put I on the countenance

Duke Sen. Welcome : Set down your venerable
Of ftern commandment : But whale'er you are, And let him feed.

[buduri, That in this desert inaccellible,

0,la. I thank you most for him.
Under the shade of melancholy boughs,

Adam. So had you need,
Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; I scarce can speak to thank you for myself. [you
If ever you have look'd on better days;

D:k Sen. Welcome, fall to : I will not trouble
If ever been where bells have knoli'd to church; As yet, to quettion you about your fortunes:
If ever sat at any good man's ferts

Give us some musick; and, good cousin, fing.
If ever from your eye-lids wip'd a tear,

Amiens fings.
And know what 'tis to pity, and he picked;

S 0 N G.
Let gentleness my strong enforcement de :

Pilsov, blow, ibor winter wind,
In the which hope, I blush, and fide n.y sword.

Thou art not

so unkind
Duke Sen. True isit, that we have seen better days;

As man's ingratitude;
And have with holy bell been knoll'u to church; Tly rooih is not so keen,
And fat at good men's feasts; and wip'd our eyes

Perife zbou uri nor seen,
Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd:

stbough thy broorh te rude.

1 Nuriure means education. 2 i, e, at your own conmind. 3i. e, trite, common inhances, accord. ing to air, Sucevens.

Heigh

Heigh ho! fing, heigh ho! unto the green bolly: Duke Sen. If that you were the good fir Rove Mjt friendskip is feigning, moft loving mere folly:

land's son,
Iben, brigh bo, the holly!

As you have whispered faithfully, you were ;
This life is most jolly:

And as mine eye doth his effigies witness
Freez?, freeze, thou bitter sky,

Most truly limn'd and living in your face,
Tbot dosl not bite so nigh

Be truly welcome hither': I am the duke,
As benefits forgat:

That lov'd your father : The residue of your fortune,
Though thou the waters warg',

Go to my cave and tell me.--Good old man,
Tkylling is not to sharp

Thou art right welcome, as thy master is :-
As friend remember'd not.

Support him by the arm.-Give me your hand, Heizb bo'ling, &c.

And let me all your fortunes understand. [Exeunt.

SC EN EI.

Run, run, Orlando, carve, on every tree,
The Palace.
The fair, the chaste, and unexpreflive * the.

[Exile Enter Duke, Lords, and Oliver.

Enter Corin and Clorun. Duke. OT see him fince? Sir, sir, that Cor. And how like you this Shepherd's life, cannot be :

mafter 'Touchstone? But were I not the better part made mercy, Clo. Truly, thepherd, in respect of itself, it is I should not seek an able:t argument

a good life; but in respect that it is a thepherd's Of my revenge, thou present : But look to it : life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I Find out thy brother, wherefoe'er he is; like it very well; but in respect that it is private, Seek him with candle : bring him dead or living, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not To seek a living in our territory.

in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, Thy lands, and all things that thou dost call thine, look you, it fits my humour well; but as there is Worth seizure, do we seize into our hands; no more plenty in it, it goes much against my fto. 'Til tlou canít quit thee hy thy brother's mouth, mach. Hast any philosophy in thee, thepherd : Of what we think against thee.

Cor. No more, but that I know, the more one 01. Oh, that your highness knew my heart in fickers, the worle at ease he is ; and that he that this :

wants money, means, and content, is without three I never lov'd my brother in my life.

good friends : ---That the property of rain is to wet, Duke. More villain thou.--Well, push him out and fire to burn :-That good pasture makes fat of doors;

theep; and that a great cause of the night, is the And let my officers of such a nature

lack of the sunn: That he, that hath learned no wid Make an extent upon his house and lands 2 : by nature nor art, may complain of good breeding, Do this expediently?, and turn him going. or comes of a very dull kindred.

[Exeunt. Cl. Such a one is a natural philosopher. Walt

ever in court, shepherd ?
S CE N E II.

Cor. No, truly.
The Forest.

C/7. Then thou art damn'd.

Cor. Nay, I hope,
Enter Orlando.

Clo. Truly, thou art damn'd; like an ill-roasted Orla. Hang there, my verse, in witness of my egg, all on one side. love :

Cor. For not being at court? Your reason. And thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, survey tlo. Why, if thou never waft at court, thou na With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above, ver saw'ít good manners : if thou never saw'st

Thy huntreis' name, that my full life doth fway. good manners, then thy manners must be wicked ; O Rosalind ! these trees Thall be my books, and wickedness is sin, and fin is damnation : Thou

And in their barks my thoughts I'll character ; art in a parlous 5 state, thepherd. That every eye, which in this forest looks,

Cor. Not a whit, Touchstone: thore, that are Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where. good manners at the court, are as ridiculous in the

ii. e. turn, or change them from their natural state, 2 To make an extent of lands, is a legal phrale, fiom the words of a writ (extendi facias) whereby the sheriff is directed to cause certain lands to be apprailed to their full extended value, before he delivers them to the person entitled under a recognizance, &c. 3 i. c. expeditiously. A inexprellible. Sperilous.

country's