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A room in the palace.
[Enter CELIA and ROSALIND]
CELIA
Why cousin, why Rosalind: Cupid have mercy,
Not a word?
ROSALIND
Not one to throw at a dog.
CELIA
No, thy words are too precious to be cast away upon curs, throw some of them
at me; come lame me with reasons.
ROSALIND
Then there were two cousins laid up, when the one should be lamed with
reasons, and the other mad without any.
CELIA
But is all this for your father?
ROSALIND
No, some of it is for my child's father: Oh how full of briers is this
working-day world.
CELIA
They are but burrs, cousin, thrown upon thee in holiday foolery, if we walk
not in the trodden paths our very petticoats will catch them.
ROSALIND
I could shake them off my coat, these burs are in my heart.
CELIA
Hem them away.
ROSALIND
I would try if I could cry hem, and have him.
CELIA
Come, come, wrestle with thy affections.
ROSALIND
O they take the part of a better wrestler than myself.
CELIA
O, a good wish upon you: you will try in time in despite of a fall: But
turning these jests out of service, let us talk in good earnest: is it
possible, on such a sudden, you should fall into so strong a liking with old
Sir Rowland's youngest son?
ROSALIND
The duke my father loved his father dearly.
CELIA
Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his son dearly? By this kind of
chase, I should hate him, for my father hated his father dearly; yet I hate
not Orlando.
ROSALIND
No faith, hate him not for my sake.
CELIA
Why should I not? doth he not deserve well?
ROSALIND
Let me love him for that, and do you love him because I do. Look, here comes
the duke.
CELIA
With his eyes full of anger.
[Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords]
DUKE FREDERICK
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Mistress,| dispatch | you with | your saf|est
haste,
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And get | you from | our court.
ROSALIND
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Me | uncle.
DUKE FREDERICK
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You | cousin, \\
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Within | these^ten | days if that | thou beest
found
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So near | our pub|lic court | as twent|y miles,
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Thou die|st for it.
ROSALIND
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I do | beseech | your grace
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Let me the | knowledge | of my / fault bear |
with me:
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If with | myself | I hold | intel|ligence,
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Or have | acquaint|ance with | mine own |
desires,
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If that I | do not | dream, or | be not |
frantic,
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(As I | do trust | I am not)| then dear^|uncle,
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Never | so much | as in | a thought | unborn,
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Did I | offend | your high|ness.
DUKE FREDERICK
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Thus do^all | traitors,
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If their | purga|tion did | consist | in words,
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They are | as in|nocent | as grace | itself;
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Let it | suffice | thee that | I trust | thee
not.
ROSALIND
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Yet your | mistrust | cannot | make me a |
traitor;
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Tell me | whereon | the like|lihood | depends?
DUKE FREDERICK
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Thou art | thy fath|er's daught|er, there's |
enough.
ROSALIND
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So was | I when | your high|ness took his |
dukedom,
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So was | I when | your high|ness ban|ished him;
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Treason | is not | inher|ited | my lord,
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Or if | we did | derive | it from | our friends,
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What's that to me,| my fath|er was no | traitor,
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Then good | my liege,| mistake | me not | so
much,
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To think | my pov|erty | is treach|erous.
CELIA
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Dear* sove|reign hear | me speak. \\
DUKE FREDERICK
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Aye Cel/ia,| we stayed | her for / your sake,
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Else had | she with | her fath|er ranged | along.
CELIA
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I did | not then | entreat | to have | her stay,
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It was | your pleas|ure, and | your own |
remorse,
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I was | too young | that time | to val|ue her,
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But now | I know | her: if | she be a | traitor,
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Why so | am I:| we still | have slept |
togeth|er,
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Rose at an | instant,| learned, played, eat |
togeth|er, (hex with prev)
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And where|soever | we went,| like Ju|no's swans,
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Still we | went coup/led and | insep|arable.
DUKE FREDERICK
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She is too | subtle | for thee,| and her |
smoothness;
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Her ve|ry sil|ence, and | her pat|ience,
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Speak to | the peop|le, and | they pit|y her:
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Thou art | a fool,| she robs | thee of | thy
name,
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And thou | wilt show | more* bright,| and seem |
more virt||uous
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When | she is gone:| Then op|en not | thy lips
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Firm, and | irrev|oca|ble is | my doom,
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Which^I | have passed | upon | her, she | is
ban||ished.
CELIA
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Pronounce | that sent|ence then | on me | my
liege,
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I can|not live | out of | her comp|any.
DUKE FREDERICK
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You are a | fool: You niece | provide | yourself,
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If you | outstay | the time,| upon mine^|honor,
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And in | the great|ness of | my word,| you die.
[Exeunt DUKE FREDERICK and Lords]
CELIA
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O my | poor^Ros|alind, whith|er wilt | thou go?
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Wilt thou | change fath/ers? I | will give | thee
mine:
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I charge | thee be not^|thou more*| grieved than
| I am.
ROSALIND
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I have | more cause. /
CELIA
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Thou hast not | cousin,
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Prithee | be cheer|ful; knowst | thou not,| the
duke
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Hath ban|ished me | his daught|er?
ROSALIND
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That | he hath not.
CELIA
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No, hath | not? Ros/alind | lacks then the love
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Which^teach|eth thee | that thou | and I | am
one,
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Shall we | be sund|ered? Shall | we* part sweet
girl?
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No, let | my fath|er seek | anoth|er heir:
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Therefore | devise | with me | how we | may fly
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Whither | to go,| and what | to bear | with us,
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And do | not seek | to take | your change | upon
you,
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To bear | your griefs | yourself,| and leave | me
out:
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For, by | this heaven,| now at | our sor|rows
pale;
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Say what | thou canst,| I'll go | along | with
thee.
ROSALIND
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Why,| whither | shall we | go? \\
CELIA
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To seek | my uncle | in the | forest of | Arden.
ROSALIND
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Alas,| what dang|er will | it be | to us,
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(Maids as | we are)| to trav|el forth | so far?
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Beauty | provok|eth thieves | sooner | than gold.
CELIA
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I'll put | myself | in poor | and mean | attire,
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And with | a kind | of umb|er smirch | my face,
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The like do you,| so shall | we pass | along,
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And nev|er stir | assail|ants.
ROSALIND
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Were it not | better,
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Because | that I | am more | than com|mon tall,
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That I | did suit | me^all points like | a man,
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A gal|lant curt|le-axe | upon | my thigh,
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A boar-|spear in | my hand,| and in | my heart
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Lie there*| what hid|den wom|an's fear | there*
will,
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We'll have a | swashing | and a mart|ial
out|side,
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As man|y oth|er man|nish cow|ards have,
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That do | outface | it with | their semb|lances.
CELIA
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What shall | I call | thee when | thou art | a
man?
ROSALIND
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I'll have | no worse a | name than | Jove's own
page,
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And there|fore look | you call | me Gan|ymede.
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But what | will you | be called? \\
CELIA
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Something | that hath | a refe|rence to | my
state:
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No long|er Cel|ia, but | Ali|ena.
ROSALIND
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But cous|in, what | if we | assayed | to steal
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The clown|ish fool | out of | your fath|er's
court:
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Would he | not be | a com|fort to | our travel?
CELIA
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He'll go | along | ore the / wide world | with
me,
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Leave me | alone | to woo | him; Let's | away
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And get | our jewels | and our | wealth
to|gether,
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Devise | the fit|test time,| and safe|st way
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To hide | us from | pursuit | that will | be made
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After | my flight:| Now go | we in | content
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To lib|erty,| and not | to ban|ishment.
[Exeunt]