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The Forest of Arden.
[Enter ROSALIND for Ganymede, CELIA for Aliena, and TOUCHSTONE]
ROSALIND
O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits?
TOUCHSTONE
I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary.
ROSALIND
I could find in my heart, to disgrace my man's apparel, and to cry like a
woman: but I must comfort the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought to
show itself courageous to petticoat; therefore courage, good Aliena.
CELIA
I pray you bear with me, I cannot go no further.
TOUCHSTONE
For my part, I had rather bear with you, than bear you: yet I should bear no
cross if I did bear you, for I think you have no money in your purse.
ROSALIND
Well, this is the forest of Arden.
TOUCHSTONE
Aye, now am I in Arden, the more fool I, when I was at home I was in a
better place, but travellers must be content.
[Enter CORIN and SILVIUS]
ROSALIND
Aye, be so good Touchstone: Look you, who comes here, a young man and an old
in solemn talk.
CORIN
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That is | the way | to make | her scorn | you
still.
SILVIUS
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Oh Corin,| that thou | knewst how | I do | love
her.
CORIN
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I part|ly guess:| for I | have loved | ere now.
SILVIUS
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No Corin, be|ing old,| thou canst^/not guess,
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Though^in | thy youth | thou wast | as true | a
lover
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As ev|er sighed | upon a | midnight | pillow:
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But if | thy love | were ev|er like | to mine,
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T T
As sure | I think | did never | man love so:
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How man|y act|ions most | ridic|ulous,
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Hast thou | been drawn | to by | thy fan|tasy?
CORIN
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Into a | thousand | that I | have for|gotten.
SILVIUS
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Oh thou | didst then | never | love so |
heart|ily,
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If thou | remem|berst not | the slight|est
fol|ly, (hex with prev)
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That ev|er love | did make | thee run | into,
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Thou hast | not | loved. \\
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Or if | thou hast | not sat | as I do now,
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Weary|ing thy | hearer | in thy mist|ress'
praise,
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Thou hast | not | loved. \\
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Or if | thou hast | not broke | from comp|any
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Abrupt|ly as | my pas|sion now | makes^me,
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Thou hast | not | loved. \\
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O Phe|be, Phe|be, Phe|be. \\
[Exit]
ROSALIND
Alas, poor shepherd searching of thy wound, I have by hard adventure found
mine own.
TOUCHSTONE
And I mine: I remember when I was in love, I broke my sword upon a stone,
and bid him take that for coming a-night to Jane Smile, and I remember the
kissing of her batlet, and the cow's dugs that her pretty chopt hands had
milked; and I remember the wooing of a peascod instead of her, from whom I
took two cods, and giving her them again, said with weeping tears, wear
these for my sake: We that are true lovers, run into strange capers; but as
all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love, mortal in folly.
ROSALIND
Thou speakst wiser than thou art ware of.
TOUCHSTONE
Nay, I shall nere be ware of mine own wit, till I break my shins against it.
ROSALIND
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Jove,| Jove,| this sheph|erd's pas|sion,
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Is | much | upon | my fash|ion.
TOUCHSTONE
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And mine,| but it / grows some|thing stale | with
me.
CELIA
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I pray | you, one | of you quest|ion yond | man,
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If he | for gold | will give | us an|y food,
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I faint | almost | to death.
TOUCHSTONE
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Holla;| you clown.
ROSALIND
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Peace fool, he's | not thy | kinsman.
CORIN
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Who calls?
TOUCHSTONE
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Your bet|ters sir.
CORIN
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Else are they | very | wretched.
ROSALIND
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Peace I | say; Good ev|en to | your friend.
CORIN
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And to / you gent|le sir,| and to | you all.
ROSALIND
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I prith|ee shep|herd, if | that love | or gold
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Can in | this desert | place buy^|enter|tainment,
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Bring us | where we | may rest | ourselves,| and
feed:
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Here's a young maid | with trav|el much |
oppressed,
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And faints | for suc|cor.
CORIN
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Fair sir,| I pit|y her,
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And wish | for her sake more | than for |
mine^own,
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My fort|unes were / more able | to re|lieve her:
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But I | am shep|herd to | anoth|er man,
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And do | not shear | the fleec|es that | I graze:
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My mas/ter is of | churlish | dispo|sition,
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And lit|tle recks | to find | the way | to heaven
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By do|ing deeds | of hosp|ital|ity.
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Besides | his cote,| his flocks,| and bounds | of
feed
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T T
Are now | on sale,| and at our | sheepcote now
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By reas|on of his | absence,| there is | nothing
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That you | will feed | on: but*| what is,| come*
see,
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And in | my voice | most wel|come shall | you be.
ROSALIND
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What is | he that shall | buy his | flock and |
pasture?
CORIN
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That young swain | that you saw | here but |
erewhile,
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That lit|tle cares | for buy|ing an|ything.
ROSALIND
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I pray | thee, if | it stand | with hon|esty,
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Buy thou the cot|tage, past|ure, and | the flock,
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And thou | shalt have | to pay | for it | of us.
CELIA
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And we | will mend | thy wag|es: \\
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I like this | place, and | willing|ly could
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Waste my | time in it. \\
CORIN
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Assur|edly | the thing | is to | be sold:
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Go with | me, if | you like | upon | report,
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The soil,| the prof|it, and | this kind | of
life,
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I will | your ver|y faith|ful feed|er be,
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And buy | it with / your gold | right* sud|denly.
[Exeunt]