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thought but of an if; as, if you said so, then I said so; and they look hands, and Swore brothers. Your if is the only peace-maker ; much virtue iu if.
Jaq: Is not this a rare fellow, my Lord ? he's good at any thing, and
yet Duke Sen. He uses his folly like a stalking horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit,
Enter Hymen, Rosalind in woman's cloatbs, and Celia..
When earthly things made even
Yea, brought her hither.
Whose heart within his bosom is..
[To the Duks. To you I give myself, for I am yours. (To Orlando.
Duke Sen If there be truth in fight, you are my daughter. Orla. If there be truth in fight you are my Rosalind.
Phe. If sight and shape be true,
Ros. I'll have no father, if you be not he ;,
Hym, Peace, hoa; 1 bar confusion : 'Tis I must make conclusion
Of these moft ftrange events :
If truth holds true contents.
You and you are sure together,
O blessed bond of board and bed !
High wedlock then be honoured:
To Hymen, God of every town!
Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine ;
Enter Jaques de Boys.
Duke Sen. Welcome, young man:
A land itself at large, a potent Dukedom.
Jag. Sir, by your patience : if I heard you rightly,
Jaq. de B. He hathi.
Jaq. To him will !; out of these convertites There is much matter to be heard and learn'd. You to your former bonour I bequeath, [To the Duke. Your patience and your virtue well deserve it. You to a love, that your true faith doth merit ; (T. Orla. You to your land, and love, and great allies ; You to a long and well deserved bed; And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage
[To the Clown. Is but for two months vi&tual'd: fo to your pleasures : I am for other than for dancing measures. .
Duke Sen. Stay, Jaques, stay. Jaq. To fee no pastime, Í: what you would have; I'll ftay to know at your abandon'd cave. (Exit.
Duke Sen. Proceed, proceed; we will begin these rites; As, we do trust they'll end, in true delights.
Ros. It is not the fashion to see the Lady the epilogue; but it is no more unhandsome, than to see the Lord the prologue. fit be true, that goed wine needs no bush, tis true, that a good play needs no epilogue. Yet to good wine they do use good bushes; and good plays prove the better by the help of good epilogues. What a. case am I in then, that am neither a good epilogue, nor can infinuate with you in the behalf of a good play? Liam not furnith'd like a beggar; therefore to beg will
[To Oli, [To Silv.
not become me. My way is to conjure you, and IMI begin with the women.
I charge you, O women, for: the love you bear to men, to like as much of this play as pleases you: and I charge you, O men, for the love you bear to women, (as I perceive by your fimpring, none of you hate them) that between you and the women, the play. may please. If I were a woman, I would kiss as many of you as had beards that pleas'd me, complexions that lik'd me, and breaths that I defy'd not: and I am fure, as many as have good beards, or good faces, or sweet breaths, will for my kind offer, when I make curt'ly, bid me farewel.