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Reference: R6v - Comedies, p. 204

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As you like it.

my troth, we that haue good wits, haue much to answer

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for: we shall be flouting: we cannot hold.

Will.

Good eu'n Audrey.

Aud.

God ye good eu'n William.

Will.

And good eu'n to you Sir. An ink mark follows the end of this line.

Clo.

Good eu'n gentle friend. Couer thy head, couer

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thy head: Nay prethee bee couer'd. How olde are you

Friend?

Will.

Fiue and twentie Sir.

Clo.

A ripe age: Is thy name William?

Will.

William, sir.

Clo.
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A faire name. Was't borne i'th Forrest heere?

Will.

I sir, I thanke God.

Clo.

Thanke God: A good answer:

Art rich?

Will.

'Faith sir, so, so.

Clo.
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So, so, is good, very good, very excellent good:

and yet it is not, it is but so, so:

Art thou wise?

Will.

I sir, I haue a prettie wit.

Clo.

Why, thou saist well. I do now remember a say­

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ing: The Foole doth thinke he is wise, but the wiseman

knowes himselfe to be a Foole. The Heathen Philoso­

pher, when he had a desire to eate a Grape, would open

his lips when he put it into his mouth, meaning there­

by, that Grapes were made to eate, and lippes to open.

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You do loue this maid?

Will.

I do sit sir .

Clo.

Giue me your hand: Art thou Learned ?

Will.

No sir.

Clo.

Then learne this of me, To haue, is to haue. For

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it is a figure in Rhetoricke, that drink being powr'd out

of a cup into a glasse, by filling the one, doth empty the

other. For all your Writers do consent, that ipse is hee:

now you are not ipse, for I am he.

Will.

Which he sir?

Clo.
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He sir, that must marrie this woman: Therefore

you Clowne, abandon: which is in the vulgar, leaue the

societie: which in the boorish, is companie, of this fe­

male: which in the common, is woman: which toge­

ther, is, abandon the society of this Female, or Clowne

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thou perishest: or to thy better vnderstanding, dyest; or

(to wit) I kill thee, make thee away, translate thy life in­

to death, thy libertie into bondage: I will deale in poy­

son with thee, or in bastinado, or in steele: I will bandy

with thee in faction, I will ore‑run thee with policie: I

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will kill thee a hundred and fifty wayes, therefore trem­

ble and depart.

A d.

Do good William.

Will.

God rest you merry sir.

Exit Enter Corin. Cor.

Our Master and Mistresse seekes you: come a­

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way, away.

Clo.

Trip Audry, trip Audry, I attend,

I attend.

Exeunt
Soeena Secunda. [Act 5, Scene 2] Enter Orlando & Oliuer. Orl.

Is't possible, that on so little acquaintance you

should like her ? that, but seeing, you should loue her?

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And louing woo? and wooing, she should graunt? And

will you perseuer to enioy her?

Ol.

Neither call the giddinesse of it in question; the

pouertie of her, the small acquaintance, my sodaine wo­

ing, nor sodaine consenting: but say with mee, I loue

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Aliena: say with her, that she loues mee; consent with

both, that we may enioy each other: it shall be to your

good: for my fathers house, and all the reuennew, that

was old Sir Rowlands will I estate vpon you, and here

liue and die a Shepherd.

Enter Rosalind. Orl.
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You haue my consent. Let your Wedding be to morrow: thither will I Inuite the Duke, and all's contented followers: Go you, and prepare Aliena; for looke you, Heere comes my Rosalinde.
Ros.
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God saue you brother.
Ol. And you faire sister. Ros.

Oh my deere Orlando, how it greeues me to see

thee weare thy heart in a scarfe.

Orl.

It is my arme.

Ros.
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I thought thy heart had beene wounded with

the clawes of a Lion.

Orl.

Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a Lady.

Ros.

Did your brother tell you how I counterfeyted

to sound, when he shew'd me your handkercher?

Orl.
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I, and greater wonders then that.

Ros.

O, I know where you are: nay, tis true: there

was neuer any thing so sodaine, but the fight of two

Rammes, and Cesars Thrasonicall bragge of I came, saw,

and ouercome. For your brother, and my sister, no soo­

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ner met, but they look'd: no sooner look'd, but they

lou'd; no sooner lou'd, but they sigh'd: no sooner sigh'd

but they ask'd one another the reason: no sooner knew

the reason, but they sought the remedie: and in these

degrees, haue they made a paire of staires to marriage,

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which they will climbe incontinent, or else bee inconti­

nent before marriage; they are in the verie wrath of

loue, and they will together. Clubbes cannot part

them.

Orl.

They shall be married to morrow: and I will

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bid the Duke to the Nuptiall. But O, how bitter a thing

it is, to looke into happines through another mans eies:

by so much the more shall I to morrow be at the height

of heart heauinesse. by how much I shal thinke my bro­

ther happie, in hauing what he wishes for.

Ros.
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Why then to morrow, I cannot serue your turne

for Rosalind?

Orl.

I can liue no longer by thinking.

Ros.

I will wearie you then no longer with idle tal­

king. Know of me then (for now I speake to some pur­

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pose) that I know you are a Gentleman of good conceit:

I speake not this, that you should beare a good opinion

of my knowledge: insomuch (I say) I know you are: nei­

ther do I labor for a greater esteeme then may in some

little measure draw a beleefe from you, to do your selfe

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good, and not to grace me. Beleeue then, if you please,

that I can do strange things: I haue since I was three

yeare old conuerst with a Magitian, most profound in

his Art, and yet not damnable. If you do loue Rosalinde

so neere the hart, as your gesture cries it out: when your

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brother marries Aliena, shall you marrie her. I know in­

to what straights of Fortune she is driuen, and it is not

impossible to me, if it appeare not inconuenient to you, to

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Actus Quintus. Scena Prima. [Act 5, Scene 1] Enter Clowne and Awdrie. Clow.

We shall finde a time Awdrie, patience gen­

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tle Awdrie.

Awd.

Faith the Priest was good enough, for all the

olde gentlemans saying.

Clow.

A most wicked Sir Oliuer, Awdrie, a most vile

Mar‑text. But Awdrie, there is a youth heere in the

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Forrest layes claime to you.

Awd.

I, I know who 'tis: he hath no interest in mee

in the world: here comes the man you meane.

Enter William. Clo.

It is meat and drinke to me to see a Clowne, by

my troth, we that haue good wits, haue much to answer

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for: we shall be flouting: we cannot hold.

Will.

Good eu'n Audrey.

Aud.

God ye good eu'n William.

Will.

And good eu'n to you Sir. An ink mark follows the end of this line.

Clo.

Good eu'n gentle friend. Couer thy head, couer

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thy head: Nay prethee bee couer'd. How olde are you

Friend?

Will.

Fiue and twentie Sir.

Clo.

A ripe age: Is thy name William?

Will.

William, sir.

Clo.
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A faire name. Was't borne i'th Forrest heere?

Will.

I sir, I thanke God.

Clo.

Thanke God: A good answer:

Art rich?

Will.

'Faith sir, so, so.

Clo.
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So, so, is good, very good, very excellent good:

and yet it is not, it is but so, so:

Art thou wise?

Will.

I sir, I haue a prettie wit.

Clo.

Why, thou saist well. I do now remember a say­

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ing: The Foole doth thinke he is wise, but the wiseman

knowes himselfe to be a Foole. The Heathen Philoso­

pher, when he had a desire to eate a Grape, would open

his lips when he put it into his mouth, meaning there­

by, that Grapes were made to eate, and lippes to open.

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You do loue this maid?

Will.

I do sit sir .

Clo.

Giue me your hand: Art thou Learned ?

Will.

No sir.

Clo.

Then learne this of me, To haue, is to haue. For

[2310]

it is a figure in Rhetoricke, that drink being powr'd out

of a cup into a glasse, by filling the one, doth empty the

other. For all your Writers do consent, that ipse is hee:

now you are not ipse, for I am he.

Will.

Which he sir?

Clo.
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He sir, that must marrie this woman: Therefore

you Clowne, abandon: which is in the vulgar, leaue the

societie: which in the boorish, is companie, of this fe­

male: which in the common, is woman: which toge­

ther, is, abandon the society of this Female, or Clowne

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thou perishest: or to thy better vnderstanding, dyest; or

(to wit) I kill thee, make thee away, translate thy life in­

to death, thy libertie into bondage: I will deale in poy­

son with thee, or in bastinado, or in steele: I will bandy

with thee in faction, I will ore‑run thee with policie: I

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will kill thee a hundred and fifty wayes, therefore trem­

ble and depart.

A d.

Do good William.

Will.

God rest you merry sir.

Exit Enter Corin. Cor.

Our Master and Mistresse seekes you: come a­

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way, away.

Clo.

Trip Audry, trip Audry, I attend,

I attend.

Exeunt
 

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