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Sweet Portia, Which, but for him that had your husband's ring, If you did know to whom I gave the ring,

[To PORTIA. If you did know for whom I gave the ring, Had quite miscarried: 1 dare be bound again, And would conceive for what I gave the ring, My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord And how unwillingly I left the ring,

Will never more break faith advisedly. [this; When naught would be accepted but the ring, Por. Then you shall be his surety: Give him You would abate the stength of your displea- And bid him keep it better than the other. sure.

Ant. Here, lord Bassanio; swear to keep this Por. If you had known the virtue of the ring,

ring.

(doctor! Or half her worthiness that gave the ring, Lass. By heaven, it is the same I gave the Or your own honour to contain the ring,

Por. I had it of him: pardon me, Bassanio; You would not then have parted with the ring. For by this ring the doctor lay with me. What man is there so much unreasonable, Ner. And pardon me, my gentle Gratiano; If you had pleased to have defended it For that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk, With any terms of zeal, wanted the modesty In lieu of this, last night did lie with me. (ways To urge the thing held as a ceremony ?

Gra. Why, this is like the mending of highNerissa teaches me what to believe;

In summer, where the ways are fair enough: I'll die fort, but some woman had the ring. What! are we cuckolds, ere we have deserve'd it? Bass. No, by mine honour,

madam, by my soul, Por. Speak not so grossly. You are allamaz'd: No woman had it, but a civil doctor,

Here is a letter, read it at your leisure; Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me, It comes from Padna, from Bellario: And begg'd the ring; the which I did deny him, There you shall find, that Portia was the doctor, And suffer'd him to go displeas'd away; Nerissa there, her clerk : Lorenzo here Even he that had held up the very life Shall witness, I set forth as soon as you, Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet And but even now return'd: I have not yet I was enforc'd to send it after him; (lady? Enter'd my house.- Antonio, you are welcome; I was teset with shame and courtesy; And I have better news in store for you, My honour would not let ingratitude

Than you expect: unseal this letter soon; So much besmear it: Pardon me, good lady; There you shall find, three of your argosies For, by these blessed candles of the night, Are richly come to harbour suddenly; Had you been there, I think, you would have You shall not know by what strange accident begg'd

I chanced on this letter. The ring of me to give the worthy doctor. Ant.

I am dumb. Por Let not that doctor e'er come near my Bass. Were you the doctor, and I knew you Since he hath got the jewel that I lov'd, [house; not?

(cuckold? And that which you did swear to keep for me, Gra. Were you the clerk, that is to make me I will become as liberal as you:

Ner. Ay; but the clerk that never means to I'll not deny him any thing I have,

Unless he live until he be a man. [do it; No, not my body, nor my husband's bed : Bass. Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow; Know him I shall, I am well sure of it: When I am absent, then lie with my wife. Lienot a night from home: watch me, like Argus: Ant. Sweet lady, you have given me life, and If you do not, if I be left alone,

For here I read for certain, that my ships (living; Now, hy mine honour, which is yet my own, Are safely come to road. I'll have that doctor for my bedfellow.

Por.

How now, Lorenzo ? Ner. And I his clerk; therefore be well advis'd, My clerk hath some good comforts too for you. How yon do leave me to mine own protection. Ner. Ay, and I'll give them him without a

Gra. Well, do you so: let not me take him then; There do I give to you, and Jessica, [fee.For, if I do, I'll mar the young clerk's pen. From the rich Jew, a special deed of gift, Ant. I am the unhappy subject of these quar- After his death, of all he dies possess'd of. rels.

Lor. Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way Por. Sir, grieve not you; You are welcome of starved people. netvithstanding."

Por.

It is almost morning,
Bass. Portia, forgive me this enforced wrong; And yet, I am sure, you are not satisfied
And, in the hearing of these many friends, Of these events at full: Let us go in;
I swear to thee, even by thine own fair eyes, And charge us there upon inter-gatories,
Wherein I see myself,

And we will answer all things faithfully.
Por.

Mark you but that! Gra. Let it be so; The first inter-gatory In both my eyes he doubly sees himself: That my Nerissa shall be sworn on, is, In each eye, one swear by your double self, Whether till the next night she had rather stay, And there's an oath of credit.

Or go to bed now, being two hours to day: Bass.

Nay, but hear me: But were the day come, I should wish it dark, Pardon this fault, and by my soul I swear, That I were couching with the doctor's clerk. I never more will break an oath with thee. Well, while I live, i'll fear no other thing

Ant. I once did lend my body for his wealth ; So sore, as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. (Exeunt.

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Persons Represented. Duke, living in exile.

SIR OLIVER MAR-TEXT, a Vicar. Frederick, Drother to the Duke, and Usurper of Sorunus. Shepherds. his Dominions.

Sylvius,
Amiens, | Lords attending upon the Duke in his WILLIAM, a country Fellow, in love with Audrey.
JAQUES, | banishment.

A Person representing Hymen.
LE Beau, a Courtier attending upon Frederick.
CHARLES, his Wrestler.

ROSALIND, Daughter to the banished Duke
OLIVER,

Celia, Daughter to Frederick. JAQUES, -Sons of Sir Rowland de Bois. PHEBE, a Shepherdess. ORLANDO,

AUDREY, a country Wench. ADAM,

Servants to Oliver. DENNIS,

Lords belonging to the two Dukes; Pages, ForestTOUCHSTONE, a Cloven.

ers, and other Attendants. The SCENE lies, first, near Oliver's House ; afterwards, partly in the Usurper's Court, and partly in

the Forest of Arden.

Enter OLIVER.
Art First.

Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother. SCENE I. An Orchard, near Oliver's House.

Orl. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how

he will shake me up. Enter ORLANDO and ADAM.

Oli. Now, sir! what make you here? Orl. As I remember, Adam, it was upon this Orl. Nothing: I am not taught to make any fashion bequeathed me by will: But a poor Oli. What mar you then, sir? \thing. thousand crowns; and, as thou say'st, charged Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that my brother, on his blessing, to breed me well: which God made, a poor unworthy brother of and there begins my sadness. My brother Jaques yours, with idleness.

(naught awhile. he keeps at school, and report speaks goldenly Oli. Marry, sir, be better employed, and be of his profit: for my part, he keeps me rustically Orl, Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks at home, or, to speak more properly, stays me with them? What prodigal portion have I spent, here at home, inkept: For call you that keeping that I should come to such penury? for a gentleman of my birth, that differs not from Oli. Know you where you are, sir? the stalling of an ox? His horses are bred bet

Orl. O, sir, very well: here in your orchard. ter; for, besides that they are fair with their Oli. Know you before whom, sir? feeding, they are taught their manage, and to Orl. Ay, better than he I am before knows that end riders dearly hired: but I, his brother, me. I know, you are my eldest brother; and, gain nothing under him but growth: the in the gentle condition of blood, you should so which his animals on his dunghills are as much know me: The courtesy of nations allows yon bound to him as I. Besides this nothing that he my better, in that you are the first-born; but so plentifully gives me, the something that na- the same tradition takes not away my blood, ture gave me, his countenance seems to take were there twenty brothers betwixt us: I have from me: he lets me feed with his hinds, bars as much of my father in me, as you ; albeit, I me the place of a brother, and, as much as in confess, your coming before me is nearer to his him lies, mines my gentility with my education. reverence. This is it, Adam, that grieves me; and the spirit Oli. What, boy!

[young in this. of my father, which I think is within me, begins Orl. Come, come, elder brother, you are too tomutiny against this

servitude: I will no longer Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain. endure it, though yet I know no wise remedy Orl. I am no villain: I am the youngest son bow to avoid it.

of Sir Rowland de Bois; he was my father; and he is thrice a villain, that says, such a father my credit; and he that escapes me without some begot villains: Wert thou not my brother, I broken limb, shall acquit him well. Your bro would not take this hand from thy throat, till ther is but young and tender; and, for your love, this other had pulled out thy tongue for say. I would be loath to foil him, as I must, for my ing so: thou hast railed on thyself.

own honour, if he come in: therefore out of my Adam. Sweet masters, be patient; for your love to you, I came hither to acquaint you with father's remembrance, be at accord.

al; that either you might stay him from his Oli. Let me go, I say.

intendment, or brook such disgrace well as he Orl. I will not, till I please : you shall hear shall run into; in that it is a thing of his own me. My father charged you in his will to give search, and altogether against my will. me good education: you have trained me like a Oli. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, peasant, obscuring and hiding from me all gen- which thou shalt find I will most kindly requite. tleman-like qualities : the spirit of my father I had myself notice of my brother's purpose grows strong in me, and I will no longer endure herein, and have by underhånd means laboured it: therefore, allow me such exercises as may to dissuade him from it; but he is resolute. I'll become a gentleman, or give me the poor allot- tell thee, Charles,-- it is the stubbornest young tery my father left me by testament: with that fellow of France: full of ambition, an envious I will go buy my fortunés.

emulator of every man's good parts, a secret Oli. And what wilt thou do? beg, when that and villanous contriver against me his natural is spent? Well, sir, get you in: I will not long brother; therefore use thy discretion; I hadas be troubled with you : you shall have some part lief thou didst break his neck as his finger: and of your will: I pray you, leave me.

thou wert best look to't; for if thou dost him Orl. I will no further offend you than becomes any slight disgrace,or if he do not mightily grace me for my good.

himself on thee, he will practise against thee by Oli. Get you with him, you old dog.

poison, entrap thee by some treacherous device, Adam. Is old dog my reward? Most true, 1 and never leave thee till he hath ta'en thy life have lost my teeth in your service.-God be by some indirect means or other: for, I assure with my old 'master! he would not have spoke thee, and almost with tears I speak it, there is such a word. [Exunt ORLANDO and Adam. not one so young and so villanous this day living.

Oli. Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon I speak but brotherly of him: but should I aname? I will physick your rankness, and yet give tomize him to thee as he is, I must blush and no thousand crowns neither. Hola, Dennis! weep, and thou must look pale and wonder. Enter DENNIS.

Cha. I am heartily glad I came hither to you: Den. Calls your worship?

if he come to-morrow, I'll give him his payOli. Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, ment: If ever he go alone again, I'll never here to speak with me?

wrestle for prize more: And so, God keep your

(Exit. Den. So please you, he is here at the door, worship: and importunes access to you.

Ol. Farewell, good Charles.-- Now will I stir Oli. Call him in. (Esit. Dennis.}Twill be a for my soul, yet I know not why, hates nothing

this gamester: I hope, I shall see an end of him: good way; and to-morrow the wrestling is.

more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school'd, Enter CHARLES.

and yet learned ; full of noble device; of all Cha. Good morrow to your worship.

sorts enchantingly beloved; and, indeed, so Oli. Good mousieur Charles!- what's the new much in the heart of the world, and especially news at the new court!

of my own people, who best know him, that I Cha. There's no news at the court, sir, but the am altogether misprised; but it shal not be so old news: that is, the old duke is banished by long; this wrestler shall clear all: nothing rehis younger brother the new duke! and three mains, but that I kindle the boy thither, which or four loving lords have put themselves into now I'll go about.

[Exit. voluntary exile with him, whose lands and revenues enrich the new duke; therefore he gives SCENE II. A Lawn before the Duke's Palace. them good leave to wander.

Enter ROSALIND and CELIA. Oli. Can you tell, if Rosalind, the duke's Cel. I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be daughter, be banished with her father. merry.

Cha. O, no; for the duke's daughter, her cou. Ros. Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I sin, so loves her,—-being ever from their cradles am mistress of; and would you yet I were merbred together,--that she would have followed rier? Unless you could teach me to forget a baher exile, or have died to stay behind her. She nished father, you must not learn me how to is at the court, and no less beloved of her uncle remember any extraordinary pleasure. than his own daughter; and never two ladies Cd. Herein, I see, thou lovest me not with loved as they do.

the full weight that I love thee: if my uncle, thy Oli. Where will the old duke live?

banished father, had banished thy uncle, the Cha. They say, he is already in the forest of duke my father, so thou hadst been still with Arden, and a many merry men with him; and me, I could have taught my love to take thy there they live like the old Robin Hood of Eng- father for mine; so woulds't thon, if the truth land: they say, many young gentlemen flock to of thy love to me were so righteously temperd him every day: and fileet the time carelessly, as as mine is to thee. they did in the golden world.

Ros. Well, I will forget the coridition of my Oli. What, you wrestle to-morrow before the estate, to rejoice in yours. new duke?.

Cel. You know, my father bath no child but Cha. Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint I, nor none is like to have; and, truly, when he you with a matter. I am given, sir, secretly to dies, thou shalt be his heir: for what he hath understand, that your younger brother, Orlando, taken away from thy father perforce, I will renhath a disposition to come in disguis'd against der thee again in affection; by mine honour, I me to try a fall: Tomorrow, sir, I wrestle for will; and when I break that oath, let me turn monster: therefore, my sweet Rose, my dear

Enter LE BEAU. Rose, be merry.

Ros. With his mouth full of news. Ros. From henceforth I will, coz, and devise

Cel. Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed sports: let me see; What think you of falling

their young in love?

Ros. Then shall we be news-cramm'd. Cel. Marry, I prythee, do, to make sport withal: but love no man in good earnest; nor

Cel. All the better; we shall be the more marno further in sport neither, than with safety of ketable. Bon jour, Monsieur Le Beau : What's

the news? a pure blush thou may'st in honour come off

[good sport

Le Beau. Fair princess, you have lost much again. Ros. What shall be our sport then ?

Cel. Sport? Of what colour? Cel. Let us sit and mock the good housewife,

Le Beau. What colour, madam? how shall I

Ros. As wit and fortune will. (answer you? Fortune, from her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally.

Touch. Or as the destinies decree.

Cel. Well said: that was laid on with a trowel. Ro8. I would, we could do so; for her benefits are mightily misplaced : and the bountiful blind

Touch. Nay, if I keep not my rank, woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women.

Ros. Thou losest thy old smell. Cel. 'Tis true : for those, that she makes fair,

Le Beau. You amaze me, ladies: I would have

told she scarce makes honest; and those, that she

you of good wrestling, which you have lost makes honest, she makes very ill-favour'dly.

the sight of.

Ros. Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling. Ros. Nay, now thou goest from fortune's office to nature's: fortune reigns in gifts of the world, it please your ladyships, you may see the end;

Le Beau. I will tell you the beginning, and, if not in the lineaments of nature.

for the best is yet to do; and here, where you Enter TOUCHSTONE.

are, they are coming to perform it. Cel. No? when nature hath made a fair crea

Cel. Well,—the beginning, that is dead and

buried. ture, may she not by fortune fall into the fire?

[three sons, Though nature hath given us wit to flout at for

Le Beau. There comes an old man, and his tune, hath not fortune sent in this fool to cut off

Cel. I could match this beginning with an

old tale. the argument? Ros. Indeed, there is fortune too hard for na

Le Beau. Threc proper young men, of excel

lent growth and presence; ture; when fortune makes nature's natural the cutter off of nature's wit.

Ros. With bills on their necks,-Bc it known Cel. Peradventure, this is not fortune's work unto all men by these presents,

Le Beau. The eldest of the three wrestled with neither, but nature's; who perceiving our natural wits too dull to reason of such goddesses, Charles, the duke's wrestler; which Charles in hath sent this natural for our whetstone : for a moment threw him, and broke three of his always the dulness of the fool is the whetstone of ribs, that there is little hope of life in him: so his wits.-How now, wit? whither wander you?

he served the second, and so the third : Yonder Touch. Mistress, you must come away to your such pitiful dole overthem, that all the beholders

they lie; the poor old man, their father, making father. Cel. Were you made the messenger ?

take his part with weeping.

Ros. Alas! Touch. No, by mine honour; but I was bid to come for you.

Touch. But what is the sport, monsieur, that

the ladies have lost? Ros. Where learned you that oath, fool?

Le Beau. Why, this that I speak of. Touch. Of a certain knight, that swore by his

Touch. Thus men may grow wiser every day! honour they were good pancakes, and swore by his honour the mustard was naught: now, l'il it is the first time that ever I lieard, breaking

of ribs was sport for ladies. stand to it, the pancakes were naught, and the

Cel. Or I, I promise thee. mustard was good; and yet was not the knight forsworn.

[your knowledge ?

Ros. But is there any else longs to see this Cel. How prove you that, in the great heap of

broken musick in his sides? is there yet another Ros. Ay, marry; now unmuzzle your wisdom.

dotes upon rib-breaking ?-Shall we see this Touch. Stand you both forth now: stroke your

wrestling, cousin? chins, and swear by your beards that I am a is the place appointed for the wrestling, and

Le Beau. You must, if you stay here; for here knave.

Cel. By our beards, if we had them, thou art. they are ready to perform it.
Touch. By my knavery, if I had it, then I

Cel. Yonder, sure, they are coming: Let us

now stay and see it. were : but if you swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn: no more was this knight, Flourish. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, ORswearing by his honour, for he never had any;

LANDO, CHARLES, and Attendants. or if he had, he had sworn it away, before ever Duke F. Come on; since the youth will not he saw those pancakes, or that mustard. be entreated, his own peril on his forwardness.

Cel. 'Pr’ythee, who is't that thou mean'st? Ros. Is yonder the man?

Touch. One that old Frederick, your father, Le Beau. Even he, madam. [cessfully. loves.

Cel. Alas, he is too young: yet he looks sucCel. My father's love is enough to honour him. Duke F. How now, daughter and cousin? are Enough I speak no more of him; you'll be you crept hither to see the wrestling? whipp'd for taxation, one of these days. Ros. Ay, my liege; so please you give us leave.

Touch. The more pity, that fools may not speak Duke F. You will take little delight in it, I wisely, what wise men do foolishly.

can tell you, there is such odds in the men; în Cel. By my troth, thou say'st true : for since pity of the challenger's youth, I would fain dis the little wit, that fools have, was silenced, the suade him, but he will not be entreated; Speak little foolery, that wise men have, makes a great to him, ladies ; see if you can move him. show. Here comes Monsieur Le Beau.

Cel. Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beaa. Duke F. Do so; I'll not be by.

Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this? [Duke F. goes apart.

Orl. I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son, L. Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the prin- His youngest son :--and would not change that cesses call for you.

calling, Orl. I attend them, with all respect and duty. To be adopted heir to Frederick.

Ros. Young man, have you challenged Charles Ros. My father lov'd Sir Rowland as his soul, the wrestler?

And all the world was of my father's mind : Orl. No, fair princess; he is the general chal-Had I before known this young man bis son, lenger; I come but in, as others do, to try with I should have given him tears into entreaties, him the strength of my youth.

Ere he should thus have ventur'd. Cel. Young gentlemanı, your spirits are too Cel.

Gentle cousin, bold for your years; You have seen cruel proof Let us go thank him, and encourage him: of this man's strength; if you saw yourself with My father's rough and envious disposition youreyes, or knew yourseif with your judgment, Sticksme at heart.-Sir, you have well deserv'd: the fear of your adventure would counsel you to If you do keep your promises in love a more equal enterprise. We pray you, for your But justly, as you have exceeded promise, own sake, to embrace your own safety, and give Your mistress shall be happy. over this attempt.

Ros.

Gentleman, Ros. Do, young sir; your reputation shall not

[Giving him a chain from her neck. therefore be misprised; we will make it our suit Wear this for me; one out of suits with fortune: to the duke, that the wrestling might not go for- That could give more, but that her hand lacks ward.

Shall we go, coz.

(means.Orl, I beseech yon, punish me not with your Cel. Ay:--Fare you well, fair gentleman. hard thoughts; wherein I confess me much Orl. Can I not say, I thank you? My better guilty, to deny so fair and excellent ladies any parts thing. But let your frir eyes and gentle wishes Are all thrown down; and that which here go with me to my trial; wherein, if I be foiled,

stands up there is but one shared that was never gracious; Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block. if killed, but one dead that is willing to be so; Ros. He calls us back: my pride fell with my I shall do my friends no wrong, for I have none

fortunes: to lament me; the world no injury, for in it I I'll ask him what he would:-Did you call, sir?-have nothing; only in the world I fill up a Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown place, which may be better supplied when I More than your enemies. have made it empty.

Cel.

Will you go, coz? Ros. The little strength that I have, I would

Ros. Ilave with you :

-Fare you well. it were with you.

(Exeunt Rosalind and CELIA. Cel. And mine, to eke out hers.

Orl. What passion hangs these weights upon Ros. Fare you well. 'Pray heaven, I be de- my tongue ? ceived in you!

I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd conference. Cel. Your heart's desires be with you.

Re-enter LE BEAU. Cha. Come, where is this young gallant, that o poor Orlando! thou art overthrown; is so desirous to lie with his mother earth? Or Charles, or something weaker, masters thee.

Orl. Ready, sir; but his will hath in it a more Le Beau. Good sir, I do in friendship counsel modest working.

you Duke F. You shall try but one fall. To leave this place : Albeit you have deservd

Chr. No, I warrant your grace; you shall not High commendation, true applause, and love; entreat him to a second, that have so mightily Yet such is now the duke's condition, persuaded him from a first.

That he misconstrues all that you have done. Orl. You mean to mock me after: you should The duke is humorous; what he is, indeed, not have mocked me before: but come your More suits you to conceive, than me to speak of. ways.

Orl. I thank you, sir: and, 'pray you, tell me Řos. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man! this;

Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the Which of the two was daughter of the duke. strong fellow by the leg. (Cila. and ORL. wrestle. That here was at the wrestling? Ros. O excellent young man !

Le Beau. Neither his daughter, if we judge Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can by manners; tell who should down. [Cha. is thrown. Shout. But yet, indeed, the smaller is his daughter : Duke F. No more, no more.

The other is daughter to the banish'd duke, Orl. Yes, I beseech your grace: I am not yet And here detain'd by her usurping uncle, well breathed.

To keep his daughter company; whose loves Duke F. How dost thou, Charles ?

Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters. Le Beau. He cannot speak, my lord.

But I can tell you, that of late this duke Duke F. Bear him away. (CHARLES is borne Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece; out.) What is thy name, young man ?

Grounded upon no other argument, Orl. Orlando, my liege : the youngest son of But that the people praise her for her virtues, Sir Rowland de Bois.

And pity her for her good father's sake; Duke F. I would, thou hadst been son to some And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady man else.

Will suddenly break forth.--Sir, fare you well; The world esteered thy father honourable, Hereafter, in a better world than this, But I did find him still my enemy: [deed, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you. Thou shouldst have better pleis'd me with this Orl, I rest much bounden to you: fare you Hadst thon descended from another house.

well!

[Erit Le Beau. But fare thee well : thou art a gallant youth: Thus must I from the smoke into the smother; I would, thou hadst told me of another father. From tyrant duke, upto a tyrant brother (Exeunt DUKE FRED. Train, and LE BEAU. But heavenly Rosalind!

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