DUKE SENIOR
believe, Orlando, that the boy
Can do all this that he promised?
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DUKE SENIOR
believe, Orlando, that the boy
Can do all this that he promised?
ORLANDO
I sometimes do believe and sometimes do not,
As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.
ROSALIND
Patience once more whiles our compact is urged.
You say, if I bring in your Rosalind,
You will bestow her on Orlando here?
DUKE SENIOR
That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her.
ROSALIND
And you say you will have her when I bring her?
ORLANDO
That would I, were I of all kingdoms king.
ROSALIND
You say you’ll marry me if I be willing?
PHOEBE
That will I, should I die the hour after.
ROSALIND
But if you do refuse to marry me,
You’ll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd?
PHOEBE
So is the bargain.
ROSALIND
You say that you’ll have Phoebe if she will?
SILVIUS
Though to have her and death were both one thing.
ROSALIND
I have promised to make all this matter even.
Keep you your word, O Duke, to give your daughter,
You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter.
Keep your word, Phoebe, that you’ll marry me,
Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd.
Keep your word, Silvius, that you’ll marry her
If she refuse me. And from I go
To make these doubts all even.
DUKE SENIOR
I do remember in this shepherd boy
Some lively touches of my daughter’s favour.
ORLANDO
My lord, the first time that I ever saw him
Methought he was a brother to your daughter.
But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born
And been tutored in the rudiments
Of many desperate studies by his uncle,
Whom he reports to be a great magician,
Obscured in the circle of this forest.
JAQUES
There is sure another flood toward, and these couples are coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools.
TOUCHSTONE
Salutation and greeting to you all.
JAQUES
Good my lord, bid him welcome. This is the motley-minded gentleman that I have so often met in the forest. He been a courtier, he swears.
TOUCHSTONE
If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.
JAQUES
And how was that ta’en up?
TOUCHSTONE
Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause.
JAQUES
How seventh cause?—Good my lord, like this fellow?
DUKE SENIOR
I like him very well.
TOUCHSTONE
God ’ild you, sir, I desire you of the like. I press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country copulatives, to swear and to forswear according as marriage binds and blood breaks. A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own; a poor of mine, sir, to take that that no man else will. Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house, as your pearl in your foul oyster.
DUKE SENIOR
By my faith, he is very swift and sententious.
TOUCHSTONE
According to the fool’s bolt, sir, and such dulcet diseases.
JAQUES
But, for the seventh cause. How did you find the quarrel on the seventh cause?
TOUCHSTONE
Upon a lie seven times removed—bear your body more seeming, Audrey—as thus, sir. I did dislike the cut of a certain courtier’s beard. He sent me word if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was. This is called the “retort courteous”. If I sent him word again it was not well cut, he would send me word he cut it to please himself. This is called the “quip modest”. If again it was not well cut, he disabled my judgement. This is called the “reply churlish”. If again it was not well cut, he would answer I spake not true. This is called the “reproof valiant”. If again it was not well cut, he would say I lie. This is called the “countercheck quarrelsome”, and so, to the “lie circumstantial”, and the “lie direct”.
JAQUES
And how did you say his beard was not well cut?
TOUCHSTONE
I durst go no further than the lie circumstantial, nor he durst not give me the lie direct; and so we measured swords and parted.
JAQUES
Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie?
TOUCHSTONE
O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book, as you have books for good manners. I will name you the degrees: the first, the retort courteous; the second, the quip modest; the third, the reply churlish; the fourth, the reproof valiant; the fifth, the countercheck quarrelsome; the sixth, the lie with circumstance; the seventh, the lie direct. All these you may avoid but the lie direct and you may avoid that too with an “if”. I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an “if”, as, “if you said so, then I said so;” and they shook hands, and swore brothers. Your “if” is the only peacemaker; much virtue in “if.”
JAQUES
Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? He’s as good at anything, and yet a fool.
DUKE SENIOR
He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
HYMEN
Then is there mirth in heaven
When earthly things made even
Atone together.
Good Duke, receive daughter.
Hymen from heaven brought her,
Yea, brought her ,
That mightst join her hand with his,
Whose heart within his bosom is.
ROSALIND
To you I give myself, for I am yours.
To you I give myself, for I am yours.
DUKE SENIOR
If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter.
ORLANDO
If there be truth in sight, you are my Rosalind.
PHOEBE
If sight and shape be true,
Why then, my love adieu.
ROSALIND
I’ll have no father, if you be not he.
I’ll have no husband, if you be not he.
Nor wed woman, if you be not she.
HYMEN
Peace, ho! I bar confusion.
I must make conclusion
Of these most strange events.
Here’s eight that must take hands
To join in Hymen’s bands,
If truth holds true contents.
You and you no cross shall part.
You and you are heart in heart.
You to his love must accord
Or have a woman to your lord.
You and you are sure together
As the winter to foul weather.
Whiles a wedlock hymn we sing,
Feed yourselves with questioning,
That reason wonder may diminish
How thus we met, and these things finish.
HYMEN
Wedding is great Juno’s crown,
O blessed bond of board and bed.
Hymen peoples every town,
High wedlock then be honoured.
Honour, high honour, and renown
To Hymen, god of every town.
DUKE SENIOR
O my dear niece, welcome art to me
Even daughter, welcome in no less degree.
PHOEBE
I will not eat my word, now art mine,
faith my fancy to combine.
JAQUES DE BOYS
Let me have audience for a word or two.
I am the second son of old Sir Rowland,
That bring these tidings to this fair assembly.
Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day
Men of great worth resorted to this forest,
Addressed a mighty power, which were on foot
In his own conduct, purposely to take
His brother here and put him to the sword;
And to the skirts of this wild wood he came,
Where, meeting with an old religious man,
After some question with him, was converted
Both from his enterprise and from the world,
His crown bequeathing to his banished brother,
And all their lands restored to them again
That were with him exiled. This to be true
I do engage my life.
DUKE SENIOR
Welcome, young man.
offer’st fairly to brother’s wedding:
To one his lands withheld, and to the other
A land itself at large, a potent dukedom.
First, in this forest let us do those ends
That here were well begun and well begot;
And after, every of this happy number
That have endured shrewd days and nights with us
Shall share the good of our returned fortune,
According to the measure of their states.
Meantime, forget this new-fall’n dignity,
And fall into our rustic revelry.
Play, music! And you brides and bridegrooms all,
With measure heaped in joy to th’ measures fall.
JAQUES
Sir, by your patience. If I heard you rightly,
The Duke put on a religious life
And thrown into neglect the pompous court.
JAQUES DE BOYS
He .
JAQUES
To him will I. Out of these convertites
There is much matter to be heard and learned.
You to your former honour I bequeath;
Your patience and your virtue well deserves it.
You to a love that your true faith merit.
You to your land, and love, and great allies.
You to a long and well-deserved bed.
And you to wrangling, for loving voyage
Is but for two months victualled.—So to your pleasures,
I am for other than for dancing measures.
DUKE SENIOR
Stay, Jaques, stay.
JAQUES
To see no pastime, I. What you would have
I’ll stay to know at your abandoned cave.
DUKE SENIOR
Proceed, proceed! We will begin these rites,
As we do trust they’ll end, in true delights.
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