PR 2803 .fl2 F7 Copy 1 _JSEV ^TEMPERA5CE PLAYS.-I5 i M F ! M Jf i, 11 5 Bottlr 11 6 s. 12 5 Drunkard's Doom, - - 15 5 ~ Life 10 4 Aunt llinnb's riertse. m r Temperance Doctor, . 10 4 Fruits of the Wine flip, - 6 3 Drunkard's Warning., (( No. LXVI. FRENCH'S STANDARD DRAMA. AS YOU LIKE IT. 21 (Eoiti^s, IN FIVE ACTS. BY WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE. WITH THE STAGE BUSINESS, CAST OF CHARAC- TERS, COSTUMES, RELATIVE POSITIONS, ETC, NEW YORK : * SAMUEL FRENCH, 122 Nassau Street, (Up Staiks.) BOOKS EVE VttATEUR'S GUIDE; or, Hov Laws, Selected Scenes, Plays and GUIDE TO THE S'17 Anything on RBBOBH& 1 ,/r A.TETJB, SHOTTED HAVE. Jlome Theatricr Is and to Act in Them, with Eules, By information for Amateur Societies. Price 26 cts. ,ents. ART OF ACTING. 15 cents. sent by mail on receipt ofnrice+ r RENCH'S STANDARD DRAMA Price 1 5 Cents each.— Bound Volumes $1. 25. YOL. I. I Ton 'i Fazio 'i The Lady of Lyons 4 Richelieu 5 The Wife 6 The Honeymoon 7 The School for Scandal 8 Money VOL. II. 9 The Stranger JO Grandfather Whitehead U Richard III 12 Love's Sacrifice 13 The Gamester 14 A Cure for the Heartache 15 The Hunchback 16 Bon Caesar de Bazan VOL. III. 17 The Poor GentlemaD 18 Hamlet 19 Charles II 20 Venice Preserved l\ Pizarro •n The Love Chase 13 Othello U Lend me Five Shillings VOL. IV. ?,5 Virginius ■ 26 King of the Commons 27 London Assurance 28 The Rent Day 29 Two Gentlemen ofVerona 30 The Jealous Wife 31 The Rivals 32 Perfection VOL. V. [Debts 33 A New Way to Pay Old 34 Look Before Vou Leap 35 King John 36 Nervous Man 37 Daniou and Pythias 38 Clandestine Marriage 39 William Tell 40 Day after the Wedding VOL. VI. 41 Speed the Plough 42 Romso and Juliet 43 Feudal Times 44 Charles the Twelfth 45 The Bridal 46 The Follies of a Night 47 Iron Chest I Fair Lady 48 Faint Heart Never Won VOL. VII. 49 Road to Ruin 50 Macbeth 51 Temper 52 Kvadne 53 Bertram 54 The Duenna 55 Much Ado About Nothing 56 The Critio VOL. VIII. 57 The Apostate 58 Twelfth Night 69 Brutus 60 Simpson & Co 61 Merchant of Venice 62 Old Heads& Young Hearts 63 Mountaineers triage 64 Three Weeks after Mar VOL. IX. 65 Love 65 As You Like It 67 The Elder Brother 63 Werner 69GiBippus 70 Town and Country 71 King Lear 72 Blue Devils VOL. X. 73 Henry VIII 74 Married and Single 75 Henry IV 76 Paul Pry 77 Ouy Mannering 78 Sweethearts and Wives 79 Serious Family 80 She Stoops to Conquer VOL. XI. 81 Julius Cassar 82 Vicar of Wakefield 83 Leap Year 84 The Catspaw 85 The Passing Cloud 86 Drunkard 87 Rob Roy 88 George Barnwell VOL. XII. 89 Ingomar 90 Sketches in India 91 Two Frienc's 92 Jane Shore 93 Corsican Brothers 94 Miud your own Business 95 Writing on the Wall 96 Heir at Law VOL. XIII. 97 Soldier's Daughter 98 Douglas 99 Marco Spada 100 Nature's Nobleman 101 Sardanapalus 102 Civilization 103 The RobbeTS 104 Katharint and Petruchio VOL. XIV. 105 Game of Love 106 Midsummer Night's 107 Ernestine [Dream 108 Rag Picker of Paris 109 Flying Dutchman 110 Hypocrite 111 Therese 112 La Tour de Nesle VOL. XV. 113 Ireland As It Is 114 Sea of Ice 115 Seven Clerks 116 Game of Life 117 Forty Thieves 118 Bryan Boroihme 119 Romance and Reality 120 Ugolino VOL. XVI. 121 The Tempest 122 The Pilot 123 Carpenter of Rouen 124 King's Rival 125 Little Treasure 126 Dombey and Son 127 Parents and Guardians 128 Jewess VOL. XVII 129 Canaille 130 Married Life 131 Wenlock of Wenlock 132 Rose of Ettrickvale 133 David Copperfield 134 Aline, or the Rose of 135 Pauline [Killarney 136 Jane Eyre VOL. XVIII. 137 Night and Morning 138 jElhiop 139 Three Guardsmen 140 Tom Cringle 141 Heuriette, the Forsaken 142 Eustache Baudin 143 Ernest Maltravers 144 Bold Drasoons VOL. XIX. 145 Dred, or the Dismal i Swamp 146 Last Days of Pompeii 147 Esmeralda 148 Peter Wilkins 149 Ben the Boatswain 150 Jonathan Bradford 151 Retribution 152 Minerali VOL. XX. 153 French Spy 154 Wept of Wish-ton Wish 15> Evil Genius 156 Ben Bolt 157 Sailor of France 158 Red Mask 159 Life of an Actress 160 Wedding Day (Catalogue continued o VOL. XXI. 161 All's Fair in Love 162 Hofer !63 Self 164 Cinderella 165 Phantom 166 Franklin [Moscow 167 The Gunmaker of 168 The Love of a Prince VOL. XXII. 169 Son or the Night 170 Rory O'More 171 Golden Eagle 172 Rienzi 173 Broken Sword 174 Rip Van Winkle 175 Isabella 176 Heart of Mid Lothian VOL. XXIII. 177 Actress of Padua 178 Floating Beacon 179 Bride of Lamermoor 180 Cataract of the Ganges 181 Robber of the Rhine 182 School of Reform 183 Wandering Boys 184 Mazeppa VOL. XXIV. 185 Young New York 186 The Victims 187 Romance after Marriage 188 Brigand 189 Poor of New York 190 Ambrose Gwinett 191 Raymond and Agnes 192 Gamblers Fate VOL. XXV. 193 Father and Son 194 Massaniello 195 Sixteen String Jack 196 Youthful Queen 197 Skeleton Witness 198 Innkeeper of Abbeville 199 Miller and his Men 200 Aladdin VOL. XXVI. 7.01 Adrienne the Actress 202 Undine ' 203 Jessie Brown 204 Asmodeus 205 Mormons 206 Blanche of Brandywine 207 Viola 208 Deseret Deserted VOL. XXVII. 209 Americans in Paris 210 Victorine 211 Wizard of the Wave 212 Castle Spectre 213 Horse-shoe Robinson 214 Armand, Mrs Mowatt 215 Fashion, Mrs Mowatt 216 Glance at New York VOL. XXVIII. 217 Inconstant 218 Uncle Tom's Cabin 219 Guide to the Stage 220 Veteran 221 Miller of New Jersey 222 Dark Hour before Dawn 223 Midsum'r Night's Dream [Laura Keene's Edition 224 Art and Artifice VOL. XXIX 225 Poor Young Man 226 Ossawattomie Brown 227 Pope of Rome 228 Oliver Twist 229 Pauvrette 230 Man in the Iron Mask 231 Knight of Arva 232 Moll Pitcher VOL. XXX. 233 Black Eyed Susan 234 Satan in Paris <:35 Rosina Meadows jess 236 West End, or Irish Heir- 237 gix Degrees of Crime 238 The Laiy and the Devil 239 Avenger.orMnorof hici-1319 240 Masks a" " ' ) [ty|320 n third cover.) VOL. XXXI. Merry Wives of Windsor Mary's Birthday Sbandy Maguire Wild Oats Michael Erie Idiot Witness Willow Copse People's Lawyer VOL. XXXII. The Boy Martyrs Lucretia Borgia Surgeon of Paris Patrician's Daughter Shoemaker of Toulouse Momentous Question Love and Loyalty Robber's Wife VOL. XXXIII. Dumb Girl of Genoa Wreck Ashore Clari Rural Felicity Wallace Madelaine The Fireman Grist to the Mill VOL. XXXIV. Two Loves and a Ufa Annie Blake Steward Captain Kyd Nick of the Woods Marble Heart Second Love Dream at Sea VOL. XXXV. Breach of Promise Review Lady of the Lake Still Water Runs Daep The Scholar Helping Hands Faust and Marguerite Last Man VOL. XXXVI. Belle's Stratagem Old and Young Raffaella Ruth Oakley British Slave A Life's Ransom Giralda Time Tries All VOL. XXXVII. Ella Rosenburg Warlock of the Glen Zelina Beatrice Neighbor Jackwood Wonder Robert Emmet Green Bushes VOL. XXXVIII. Flowers of the Forest A Bachelor of Arts The Midnight Banquet Husband of an Hour Love's Labor Lost Naiad Queen Caprice Cradle of Liberty VOL. XXXIX. The Lost Ship Country Squire Fraud and its Victims Putnam King and Deserter La Fiammina A Hard St Tiggle Gwinnett Yaughan VOL. XL. The Love Knot [Judge Lavater, or Not a Bad The Noble Heart Coriolanus The Winter's Tale Eveleen Wilson Ivanhoe Jonathan in England No. LXVI FRENCH'S STANDARD DRAMA. I- AS YOU LIKE IT. & GTotnefcg IN FIVE ACTS BY WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE. WITH THE STAGE BUSINESS, CAST OP CHARACTERS, REL^ TIVE POSITIONS, ETC. NEW YORK: SAMUEL FRENCH, PUBLISHER, 122 Nassau Street, (Up Stairs.) , d »™ " Chapman ™ les ° Cm^rto-n f f llh ^ " Blanchard 1 ouchstone « F« W ft V e , ni ? ls " //mry OT«is " Cower Oonn- " ^afc/Vw Rosalind Mm' ifa.es Ceha « p 00 ^ ^ b « b e " SRowC Audrey M-s. Gibbs H ymen . . Miss Bcnnm; nt CHARACTERS Park, 1840. Mr. Bella7ny " Stark " S Pearson " Chas Kean " A Andrews " Milct " Heath " MDouail '* Gallot " Dyott v Barry " Matthews " Fisher " Bass " Sprague " Sutherland " Anderson Mrs. Chas Kean " Abbott n " Vernon Chesnut, Phil, 1846 Mr. Fredericks " C J Smith " J Dunn " Chas K'an " Bowers " Rae " Warden '* S Johnsor '* Linden ** Morris " Jervis " G Smith u Oivers " Burton " Bhir.kman " Tl>/ " £6er& JWr*. Chas Kean " ULean " Rogers COSTUMES. n men~ B v I ^ n h a ^ h n i 1 t l e > d ?? et ? nd P antal »™s> buff waistcoat, round gauntlet. Whlte plume8 » russet boots ' a Vandyke and Duke Fkedekick -Purple velvet jacket and trunks, crimson velvet robe amiens— Blue doublet and pantaloons, round purple hat and whit* nl.u™ russet boots, Vandyke and gauntlets. P * plume ' USr B1 ? e d ° ubIet a . n , d P antal °°ns, trimmed with brown fur, black hat and blue plume, russet boots, Vandyke and gauntlets. ' brown '^ ? br °J2 d0Ub ™ and Platoons, trimmed with light blue vandyke' Tc. "' * jacket ' buff P^oons, russet boots! °t n | EK ;T^ lue J aC 1 k . e i t ' tl '! inks ' and cloak > ornamented with silver Wa-k e Ivet hat and white plumes, russet shoes. Second drses Round bhck hat, the other parts of the dress blue entirely. loucHSTONB.— A party-coloured (red, white, and blue) doublet trunk. and cloak ; a curiously formed cap, with an ear, (like the ear of a, 5S '''tf^f'^^-t'T 11 jac Sf f and cloak ' trimmed with silver, light-blue pantaloons, white shoes with satin roses, white hat and plumes foRiNandSvLvius.-Drab doublet and trunks, russet shoes a7.d brown R( Jr^S~^wi® d l e , SS ' s P an 8 led with gold. Second dress : Green tunic p, Tt W l tllUI '' blue P antal °ons, round hat, russet boots. wi,t;r;! r e dre fi ?P an gJed with silver. Secmd dress: Blue body white muslm skirt, trimmed with green flowers. y * 1 hcebk — White, trimmed with green. ^^^^ Audrey— Tawdry gown with large flowers crimson stuffed n-' jacket, ruffles, large flat srraw hat. EDITORIAL INTRODUCTION. This enchanting Comedy is perhaps the most purely ideal of any of Shakspeare's plays. Although the plot is borrowed from the novel or taU of " Rosalynde," by Thomas Lodge, a contemporary writer, yet Shakspeare in passing the materials furnished by the novelist through the alembic of his own imagination, has created new characters and incidents, and hag imbued the whole with a higher cast of thought and feeling than could be attained by Lodge. It is, in fact, the alchemic transmutation of the baser metal into pure gold, which Genius, in its adaptive faculty, can alone achieve. The contemplative Jacques, that prince of philosophical jesters : Touchstone, and the " rustical" Audrey, are pure creations of Shakspeare'* fancy, worthy of the master-mind that gave them birth. The late annotators of Shakspeare have exercised their en/lite talent oi analytical disquisition, by endeavouring to trace the gradual developmenl of the great poet's powers, in the successive works he piwduced. " A? You Like It," is, by this process of analytical inquiry, re {'erred to that epoch of our author's life when he had attained the perfe:Uon of poetic and romantic comedy. It was the period when his brilliav.t, youthful ge nins, shone forth in all its freshness of intellectual superiority, "mingled with the thoughtfulness of maturer age." However doubtful may be the 'heory of these annotators, the fact will readily be conceded that " As You Like It" is one of the most delightful productions of our poet's pen. As an acting play, it is perhaps less a favourite, than it b in the closet we mean to the present race of pky-goers, for the character of Rosalind is almost unapproachable unless by actresses of that high aid peculiar order of genius, now so rarely to be found in the professors of taw oistrionic art !v EDITORIAL INTRODUCTION. Nor are the other prominent characters in this true dramatic treasury carcely less difficult of embodiment. What a host of portraits, life-like and vivid, are concentrated in the group the poet has peopled his Arcadian forest with! How beautifully probable is the whole dramatic action of the piece, where, in the language of Campbell, " Shakspeare has snatched us out of the busy world into a woodland solitude. He makes us breathe its fresh air, partake its pastoral peace, feast on its venison, admire its bounding wild deer, and sympathise with its banished men and simple rustics. But what a tablet of characters! The witty and impassioned Rosalind, the love- devoted Orlando, the friendship-devoted Celia, the duty-devoted Adam, the humorous Clown, and the melancholy Jacques ; all these, together with the dignified and banished Duke, make the Forest of Arden an Elysium to our imagination." To realize this picture on the stage in all its varied and distinctive beau- ties, is, indeed, a difficult task, for it would comprise a stock company of individual excellence, now apparently unattainable. The revival of this play at the Park during the Beans' late visit to this country, however, gave a very fair idea of its exquisite adaptation for stage representation. The fascinating Rosalind of Mrs. Charles Kean, was a dramatic treat of that high order now unfortunately so rare on the stage ; md the scholarly embodiment of Jacques by Mr. Charles Kean, may be classed among his happiest efforts. Bass, too, as Touchstone, had imbibed the \rue Shakspearian richness ; and Mrs. Abbott was a delightful repre- sentative of Celia ; nor should we omit the touching and artistical Old Adam of Barry, the spirited Orlando of Dyott, and the well-read Duke of Mr. Bland. The play, with this admirable cast, proved eminently attrac- tive, but the true student of Shakspeare must always find a higher gratifi- cation in the reading, than he can ever hope to experience in the necessa- rily imperfect embodiment of it upon the Stage. The ideality of poetry so completely invests every portion of this incomparable creation, that the ittempt to give ft fictitious reality to it on the Stage is almost hopelesi AS YOU LIKE IT. ACT I. Scene I. — Oliver's Orchard. Enter Orlando and Adam, r. Orl. (r. g.) As I remember, Adam, it was in this fash- ion bequeathed me : By will, but a poor thousand crowns ; and, as thou say'st, charged my brother, on his blessing, to breed me well : and there begins my sadness. My bro- ther Jaques he keeps at school, and report speaks goldenly of his profit : for my own part, he keeps me rustically at home, or, to speak more properly, stays me here at home, unkept ; for call you that keeping, for a gentleman of my birth, that differs not from the stalling of an ox ? His horses are bred better ; for, besides that they are fair with their feeding, they are taught their manage, and, to that end, riders, dearly hired ; but I, his brother, gain nothing under him but growth ; for the which his animalsf©*^=fei8- d unghill sjare as much bound to him as I. Besides this nothing that he so plentifully gives me, the something, that nature gave me, his countenance seems to take from me ; he lets me feed with his hinds, bars me the place of a brother, and as much as in him lies, mines my gentility with my edu- cation. This is it, Adam, that grieves me ; and the spirit of my father, which I think is within me, begins to mutiny against this servitude : I will no longer endure it, though yet I know no wise remedy how to avoid it [Crosses, l. Adam, (l.) Yonder comes my master, your brother. Orl. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will shake me up. [ Adam retires uv the Stage, Enter Oliver, l. OHv, (l. ) Now, sir 1 what make you here ? 8 AS YOU LIKE IT. [Ad I, Orl. fit. o.) Nothing : I am not tanght to make any thing. Oliv. What mar yon, then, sir ? Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that which Heaven made — a poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness. Oliv. Marry, sir, be better employed, and be naught a while. Orl. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with them ? What prodigal portion have I spent, that I should come to such penury ? Oliv. Know you where you are, sir ? Orl. Oh, sir, very well : here, in your orchard. Oliv. Know you before whom, sir ? Orl. Ay, better than he I am before, knows me. I know you are my eldest brother ; and, in the gentle con- dition of blood, you should so know me. The courtesy of nations allows you my better, in that you are the first born ; but the same tradition takes not away my blood, were there twenty brothers betwixt us : I have as much of my father in me as you ; albeit, I confess your coming before me is nearer to his reverence. Oliv. What, boy ! [Advances and lays hold of him. Orl. Come, come, elder broker, you are too young in this. [Fart. Oliv. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain ? Orl. I am no villain : I am the youngest son of Sir Row- land de Boys ; he was my father, and he is thrice a villain that says, such a father begot villains : (Lays hold of Oliver.) Wert thou not my brother, I would not take this hand from thy throat, till this other had pulled out thy tongue for say iug so ; thou hast railed on thyself. Adam. (Advancing, l. c.j Sweet masters, be patient ; for your father's remembrance, be at accord. Oliv. Let me go, I say. Orl. I will not, till I please ; you shall hear me My father charged you, in his will, to give me good education : you have trained me up like a peasant, obscuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like qualities : the spirit of my father grows strong in me, and I will no longer endure it : there- fore, allow me such exercises as may become a gentleman, or give me the poor allottery my father left me by testament ; with that I will go buy my fortunes. Scene II.] as you like it. 9 Oliv. And what wilt thou do ? beg, when that is spent ? Well, sir, get you in ; (Crosses to Oliver's House.) I will not long be troubled with you ; you shall have some part of your will : I pray you, leave me. Orl. I will no further offend you than becomes me for my good. [Exit into house. Oliv. (b.) [To Adam.] Get you with him, you old dog ! Adam. (Crossing.) Is old dog my reward? Most true, I have lost my teeth in your service. — Heaven be with my old master, he would not have spoken such a word ! [Exit into House. "Oliv. Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me ? I will physic your rankness, and yet give no thousand crowns neither. [Exit into the House. Scene II. — Oliver's House. Enter Oliver, h, Oliv. Holloa, Dennis ! Enter Dennis, l. Den. Calls your worship ? Oliv. Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, here, to speak with me ? Den. So please you, he is here, and importune access to you. Oliv. Call him in. (Exit Dennis, l.) 'Twill be a good way ; and to-morrow the wrestling is. Enter Charles, l. Chas. (l.) Good morrow to your worship. Oliv. (r.) Good Monsieur Charles ! what's the new news at the new court? Chas. There's no news at the court, sir, but the old news ; that is, the old Duke is banished by his younger brother, the new Duke ; and three or four loving lords have put them- selves in voluntary exile with him, whose lands and revenues enrich the new Duke ; therefore, he gives them good leave to wander. Oliv. Can you tell if RosaJud, the old Duke's daughter, he banished with her father ? Chas. Oh, 'lo ; for the new Duke's daughter, her cou« 10 AS YOU LIKE IT. [ACT I. sin, so loves her — being ever from their cradles bred to- gether — that she would have followed her exile, or have died to stay behind her. She is at the court, and no less beloved of her uncle than his own daughter ; and never two ladies loved as they do. Oliv. Where will the old Duke live ? Chas. They say. hf h already in the forest of Arden, and man} a merry man with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England : they say, many young gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the time care- lessly, as they did in the golden world. Oliv. (l. c.) What, you wrestle to-morrow, before the new Duke ? Chas. (r. c.) Marry, do I, sir ; and I came to acquaint you with a matter. I am given, sir, secretly to understand, that your younger brother, Orlando, hath a disposition to come in against me, to try a fall : To-morrow, sir, I wres- tle for my credit ; and he that escapes me without some broken limb, shall acquit him well. Your brothev is but young, and tender ; and, for your love, I would be loth to foil him, as I must, for mine own honour, if he came in ; therefore, out of my love to you, I came hither to acquaint you withal, that either you might stay him for his intend- ment, or took such disgrace well as he shall run into ; in that it is a thing of his own search, and altogether against my will. Oliv. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which, thou shalt find, I will most kindly requite. I had myself notice of my brother's purpose herein, and have, by un- derhand means, laboured to dissuade him from it ; but he is resolute. I'll tell thee, Charles — it is the stubbornest young fellow of France ; full of ambition, an envious emu- lator of every man's good parts, a secret and villainous contriver against me, his natural brother ; therefore, use thy discretion ; I had as lief 4 vhou didst break his neck as his finger; and thou wert best look to't ; for, if thou dost him any slight disgrace, or if he do not mightily grace him- self on thee, he will practise against thee by poison ; en- trap thee by some treacherous device ; and never leave thee, till he hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other : for, I assure thee, and almost with tears 1 speak it, there is not one so young and so villainous this day living. Scene III.] as you like it. 11 I speak but brotherly of him ; but, should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must blush and weep, and thou must look pale and wonder. Chas. I am heartily glad I came hither to you. If he come to-morrow, I'll give him his payment : if ever he go alone again, I'll never wrestle for prize more. And so, Heaven keep your worship. [Exit, u Oliv. Farewell, good Charles 1 JSow will I stir this gamester : I hope I shall see an end of him ; for my soul — yet I know not why, hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle ; never schooled, and yet learned ; full of noble de- vice of all sorts enchantingly beloved ; and, indeed, so much in the heart of the world, and especially of my own peo- ple, who best know him, that I am altogether misprised. But it shall not be so long ; this wrestler shall clear all : nothing remains, but that I kindle the boy thither, which now I'll go about. [Exit, R. Scene III.— A Lawn before the Duke's Palace. Enter Rosalind and Celia, r. Cel (r.) 1 pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be mer- Ros. (u c.) Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am mistress of ; and would you yet I were merrier ? Unless you could teach me to forget a banished father, you must not learn me how to remember any extraordinary plea- sure. Cel. (r. c.) Herein, I see, thou Iov'st me not with the full weight that I love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father, had banished thy uncle, the Duke, my father, so thou hadst been still with me, I could have taught my love to take thy father for mine ; so wouldst thou, if the truth of thy love to me were so righteously tempered as mine is to thee. Ros. Well, I will forget the condition of my estate, to rejoice in yours. Cel. You know, my father hath no child but I, nor none is like to have ; and, truly, when he dies, thou shalt be his heir : for what he hath taken away from thy father per force, I will render thee again in affection ; by mine ho- nour, I will ; and, when I break that oath, let me turn 12 AS YOU LIKE IT. [ACT L monster : therefore, my sweet Rose, my dear Rose, b« merry. Ros. From henceforth I will, coz, and devise sports ; let me see ; what think you of falling in love ? Cel. Marry, I pry thee, do, to make sport withal; but love no man in good earnest ; nor no further in sport, nei- ther, that with safety of a pure blush thou may'st in honour come off again. Ros. "What shall be our sport, then ? Cel. Let us sit and mock the good housewife, Fortune, from her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally. Ros. I would we could do so ; for her benefits are mightily misplaced : and the bountiful blind woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women. Cel. "lis true ; for those that she makes fair, she scarce makes honest ; and those that she makes honest, she makes very ill-favouredly. Ros. f Nay, now thou goest from Fortune's office to Na- ture's : Fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not in the linea- ments of nature. Cel. No ! When Nature hath made a fair creature, may she not by Fortnne fall into the fire ? ( Touchstone sings without, l.J Though Nature hath given us wit to flout at Fortune, hath not Fortune sent in this fool, to cut off the argument. [Ladies retire, r. Enter Touchstone, l. How now, wit ! whither wander you ? Touch, (l.) Mistress, you must come away to your fa- ther. Cel. Were you made the messenger ? Touch. No, by mine honour ; but I was bid to come for you. Ros. Where learned you that oath, fool ? Touch. Of a certain knight, that swore by his honour they were good pancakes, and swore by his honour the mus- tard was naught : now I'll stand to it, the pancakes were naught, and the mustard was good ; and yet was not the knight forsworn. Cel. How prove you that, in the great heap of your knowledge ? Scene I.] as you like it, 13 Ros. Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom. Touch. Stand you both forth now : stroke your chins, and swear by your beards that I am a knave. Cd. By our beards, if we had them, thou art. Touch. By my knavery, if I had it, then I were : but if you swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn : no more was this knight, swearing by his honour, for he never had any ; or, if he had, he had sworn it all away before he ever saw those pancakes, or that mustard. Cd. Here comes Monsieur Le Beau. Ros. With his mouth full of news. Cd. Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed their young. Ros. Then shall we be news-crammed. Cd. All the better ; we shall be the more marketable Enter Le Beau, l. Bon jour, Monsieur Le Beau ; what's the news ? Le Beau. Fair Princess, you have lost much good sport. Cd. Sport ! of what colour ? Le Beau. What colour, madam ? how shall I answer you ? Ros As wit and fortune will. Touch. Or as the destinies decree. Cd. Well said ! that was laid on with a trowel. Le Beau. You amaze me ladies : I would have told you of good wrestling, which you have lost sight of. Ros, Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling. Le Beau. (l. c.) I will tell you the beginning, ( Goes to c.) and, if it pleases your ladyships, you may see the end ; for the best is yet to do ; and here, where you are, they are coming to perform it. Cd. (c.) Well — the beginning that is dead and buried. Le Beau. There comes an old man and his three sons — Cd. I could match this beginning with an old tale. Le Beau. Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence — Ros, With bills on their necks — " Be it known unto all men, by these presents" — Le Beau. The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles, the Duke's wrestler ; whicfc Charles, in a moment, threw 14 as you like it. [Act I him and broke three of his ribs, that there is little hope of life in him : so he served the second, and so the third. Yonder they lie ; the poor old man, their father, making such pitiful dole over them, that all the beholders take his part with weeping. Ros. Alas ! Touch, (l.) But what is the sport, Monsieur, that the ladies have lost ? Le Beau. Why, this that I speak of. Touch. Thus men may grow wiser every day ; it is the first time that ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport for ladies. Cel. Or I, I promise thee. Ros. But is there any else longs to see this broken mu- sic in his sides ? Is there yet another dotes upon rib-break- ing ? Shall we see this wrestling, cousin ? Le Bean. You must, if you stay here ; for here is the place appointed for the wrestling, and they are ready to perform it. Cel. Yonder, sure, they are coming. Let us now stay and see it. [Flourish. — All relive, r. Enter Duke Frederick, Eustace, Louis, Orlando, Charles, and Attendants, l. Duke. Come on : since the youth will not be entreated, his own peril on his forwardness. Ros. Is yonder the man ? Le Beau. Even he, madam. Cel. Alas, he is too young : yet he looks successfully. Duke, (c.) How now, daughter and cousin ? are you crept hither to see the wrestling ? Ros. Ay, my liege, so please you give us leave. Duke. You will take little delight in it, I can tell you, there is such odds in the men. [Retires to a State Chutr, c. of background.'] In pity of the challenger's youth, I would fain dissuade him, but he will not be entreated : speak to him, ladies — see if you can move him. Cel. Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau. Duke. Do so ; I'll not be by. [ Sits. Le Beau. Monsieur, the challenger, the princesses cali for you. O'-l. (l.) I attend them, with all respect and duty. Scene I.] as you like it. 15 Ros. (Ros. and Cel. advance nearer Orl.) Young man, have you challenged Charles, the wrestler ? Orl, No, fair princess, he is the general challenger ; I cone but in, as others do, to try with him the strength of my youth. Cel. Young gentleman your spirits are too bold for your years. You have seen the cruel proof of this man's strength : if you saw yourself with your eyes, or knew yourself with your judgment, the fear of your adventure would counsel you to a more equal enterprise. We pray .you, for your own sake, to embrace your own safety, and give over this attempt. Ros. Do, young sir ; your reputation shall not therefore be misprised : we will make it our suit to the Duke, that the wrestling might not go forward. Orl. I beseech you, punish me not with your hard thoughts ; wherein, I confess me much guilty, to deny so fair and excellent ladies anything. But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my trial ; wherin if I be foiled, there is but one shamed, that never was gracious : if killed, but one dead, that is willing to be so : I shall do my friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me — the world no injury, for in it I have nothing ; only in the world I fill up a place, which may be better supplied, when I have made it empty. Ros. The little strength that I have, I would it were with you ! Cel. And mine, to eke out hers Ros. Fare you well ! Pray Heaven, I be deceived in you ! Cel. Your heart's desires be with you ! Chas. Come, where is this young gallant, that is so de- sirous to lie with his mother earth ? Orl. Ready, sir ; but his will hath in it a more modest working, Duke. You shall try but one fall. Chas. No, I warrant your grace : you shall not er.treat him to a second, that have so mightily persuaded him from a first. Orl. You mean to mock me after ; you should nor have mocked me before ; but come your ways. [Flourish of Trumpets and Drums while they wrestk Charles is thrown. 16 AS YOU LIKE IT. [ACT L Duke. (Advandng, c.) No more, no more, Orl. (c.) Yes, I beseech your grace j I am not well breathed. Duke. How dost thou, Charles ? Touch, He cannot speak, my lord. Duke. Bear him away. — What is thy name, young man ? Orl. Orlando, my liege : the youngest son of Sir Row- land de Boys. Duke. I would thou hadst been son to some man else ! The world esteemed thy father honourable, But I did find him still mine enemy : I would thou hadst told me of another father ! [Rosalind and Celia stand, r. — Exit Duke, with his Train, l. Orl. I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son, His youngest son ; — and would not change that calling, To be adopted heir to Fredrick. [Retires bade, u c. Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this ? Ros. My father loved Sir Rowland as his soul, And all the world was of my father's mind : Had I before known this young man his son, I should have given tears unto entreaties. Ere he should thus have ventured. Cel. Gentle cousin, Let us go thank him, and encourage him ; My father's rough and envious disposition Sticks me at heart. — Sir, (Orlando advances.) you have well deserved : If you do keep your promises in love, But justly as you have exceeded promise, Your mistress shall be happy. Ros. Gentleman, ( Giving him a chain from her neck. Wear this for me ; one out of suits with fortune ; That could give more, but that her hand lacks means. Shall we go, coz ? Cel. Ay : — Fare you well, fair gentleman ! [Going Orl. Can I not say, I thank you ? My better parts Are all thrown down ; and that, which here stands up, [a but a quaintaine, a mere lifeless block. Ros. (Going, r.) He calls us back. (Stops.) My prida fell with my fortunes ; Scene III.] as you like it. 11 I'll ask him what he would. (Returning ) Did you call, sir ? Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown More than your enemies. Gel. (r. s. e.) Will you go, coz ? Ros (r.) Have with you. — Fare you well ! [Exeunt Rosalind and Ceha,R. Orl ( Advances ,c.) What passion hangs these weights upon my tongue ! I cannot speak to her, yet she. urged conference. Oh, poor Orlando ! thou art overthrown ; Or Charles, or something weaker, masters thee. Enter Le Beau, l. Le Beau, (h.) Good sir, I do in friendship counsel you To leave this place. Albeit you have deserved High commendation, true applause, and love ; Yet, such is now the duke's condition, That he misconstrues all that you have done. The duke is humorous ; what he is, indeed, More suits you to conceive, than me to speak of. Orl. (r. c.) I thank yon, sir ; and pray you, tell me this : Which of the two was daughter of the duke, That here was at the wrestling ? Le Beau. Neither his daughter, if we judge by man- ners : But yet, indeed, the shorter is his daughter . The other is daughter to the banished duke, And here detained by her usurping uncle, To keep his daughter's company ; whose loves Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters. But I can tell you, that, of late, this duke Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece ; Grounded upon no other argument But that the people praise her for her virtues, And pity her for her good father's sake ; And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady Will suddenly break forth. — Sir, fare you well ! Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you. Orl. I rest much bounden to you ; fare you well ! [ Exit Le Beau, L, 18 AS YOU LIKE IT. [ACT I Thus must I, from the smoke into the smother ; From tyrant duke, unto .a tyrant brother : But heavenly Rosalind I [Exit, l Scene IV. — An Apartment in the palace> Enter Celia and Rosalind k. Cel. (b.. c) Why, cousin ; why, Rosalind ; Cupid havo mercy ! — Not a word ? Ros. (l. c.) Not one, to throw at a dog. Cel. No, thy words are too precious to be cast away upon curs ; throw some of them at me. — But is all this for your father ? Ros. No, some of it is for my father's child. Oh, how full of briars is this working-day world ! Cel. They are but burrs, cousin, thrown upon tliee in hol- iday foolery; if we walk not in the trodden paths, our very petticoats will catch them. Ros. I could shake them off my coat : these burrs are in my heart. Cel. Hem them away. Ros. I would try, if I could cry hem, and hate him. Cel. Come, come, wrestle with thy affections. Ros. Oh, they take the part of a better wrestler than myself. [Crosses, r Cel. (l.) Oh, a good wish upon you !— But turning these jests out of service, let us talk in good earnest ; is it pos- sible, on such a sudden, you should fall into so strong a liking for old Sir Rowland's youngest son ? Ros. The duke, my father, loved his father dearly. Cel. Doth it therefore ensue, that you should love his son dearly ? By this kind of chase, I should hate him, for my father hated hi3 father dearly • yet I hate not Or* lando. Ros. No, 'faith, hate him not, for my sake. Cel. Why should I ? doth he not deserve well ? Ros. Let me love him for that ; and do you love him, because I do. Cel. Ha 1 here comes the duke, with his eyes full of anger. [Crosses to Rosalind, Scene IY.] as you like it. 19 Enter Duke Frederick, Eustace, Louis, and Gentle- men - , L. Duke, (c.) Mistress, despatch you with your safest haste, And get you from our court ! Ros. Me, uncle ? Duke. You, cousin : Within these ten days, if that thou be'st found So near our public court as twenty miles, Thou diest for it ! Ros (Advances and kneels.) I do beseech your grace, Let the knowledge of my fault bear with me ! If with myself I hold intelligence, Or have acquaintance with my own desires ; If that I do not dream, or be not frantic, (As I do trust I am notj then, dear uncle, Never, so much as in a thought unborn. Did I offend your nighti - Duke. Thus do n ! I iiu. » u i*a , If their purgation ii i consist in words, They are as innocent as grace itself : — Let it suffice thee, that I trust thee not. Ros. Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor. Tell me whereon the likelihood depends. Duke. (l. c.) Thou art thy father's daughter, there's enough. Ros. (Rising.) So was I, when your highness took his dukedom : So was I, when your highness banished him. Treason is not inherited, my lord, — Or, if we did derive it from our friends, What's that to me ? my father was no traitor : Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much, To think my poverty is treacherous. Cel. Dear sovereign, hear me speak ! [Advanoei to Duke, Duke. Ay, Celia ; we but stayed her for your sake ; Else had she with her father ranged along. Cel. I did not then entreat to have her stay, — It was your pleasure, and your own remorse. If she be a traitor, 20 AS YOU LIKE IT. [ACT 1, Why, so am I ; we still have slept together, Rose at au iDstant, learned, played, eat together : And, wheresoe'er we went, like Juno's swans, Still we went coupled, and inseperable. Duke. She is too subtle for thee ; and her smoothness, Her very silence, and her patience, Speak to the people, and they pity her : Then open not thy lips ; Firm, and irrevocable, in my dooom Which I have passed upon her — she is banished. Cel. Pronounce that sentence, then, on me, my liege ; I cannot live out of her company. Duke. You are a fool ! — You, niece, provide yourself : If you outstay the time, upon mine honour, And in the greatness of my word, you die ! [Exeunt Duke, SfC, l. Cel. (r.) Oh, my poor Rosalind ! whither wilt thou go ? Wilt thou change fathers ? — I will give thee mine. I charge thee, be not thou more grieved than I am. Ros. (r.) I have more cause. Cel. Thou hast not, cousin ; Pr'ythee, be cherrM : know'st thou not, the duke Hath banished me, h:> daughter ? Ros. That he hath not. Cel. No ! hath not ? Rosalind lacks then the love Which teacheth me, that thou and I are one. Shall we be sundered ? shall we part, sweet girl ? No 1 let my father seek another heir. Therefore devise with me, how we may fly, Whither go, and what to bear with us ; For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale, Say what canst, I'll go along with thee 1 Ros. Why, whither shall we go ? [Crossing, \. Cel. To seek my uncle, in the forest of Arden. Ros. Alas, what danger will it be to us, Maids as we are, to travel forth so far ! Beauty provoketh thieves, sooner than gold. Cel. I'll put myself in poor and mean attire r The like do you ; so shall we pass along, And never stir assailants. Ros. Were it not better, Because that I am more than common tall. SCKXK I.] AS YfK LlivK IT. 21 That i did stilt me all points like a man ? A. gallant curtle-axe by ray side, A boat-spear in my hand ; and (in my heart, Lie there what hidden woman's fear there willj We'll have a swashing and a martial outside, As many other mannish cowards have, That do outface it with their semblances. Cel. (h.) What shall I call thee, when thou art man ? Ros. I'll have no worse a name than Jove's own page ; And, therefore, look you call me Ganymede. But what will you be called ? Cel. Something that hath a reference to my state ; N»> longer Celia, but Aiiena. Ros. But, cousin, what if we essayed to steal The clownish fool out of your father's court? Would he not be a comfort to our travel ? Cel. He'll go along o'er the wide world with me : Leave me alone to woo him : Let's away, [Crosses, n. A nd get our jewels and our wealth together ; Devise the fittest time, and safest way To hide iis from pursuit, that will be made After my flight. Ros. Now go we in content, To liberty, and not to banishment. [Exeunt, r. END OF ACT I. ACT II . Scene I. — Oliver 's House. Ento' Orlando, r. — Knocks at the Door, l. OH. Who's there ? Enter Adam, from Oliver's House. Adam, (l.) What ! my young master? — Oh, my gentle master I Oh, my sweet master ! Oh 1 you memory Of old Sir Rowland ! why, what make you here? Why are you virtuous ? Why do people love you 22 as you uke rr. [ Act II. And wherefore are you gentle, strong, aud valiant ? Why would you be so fond to overcome The bony priser of the humorous duke ? Your praise is come too swiftly home before you. Know you not ; master, to some kind of men, Their graces serve them but as enemies ? No more do yours : your virtues, gentle master, Are santified and holy traitors to you. Oh, what a world is this, when, what is comely, Envenoms him that bears it ! Orl. (r, c.) Why, what's the matter ? Adam. Oh, unhappy youth ! Come not within these doors ; within this roof The enemy of all your graces lives : Your brother [ Comes out of the House. Hath heard your praises ; and, this night, he means To burn the lodging where you use to lie, And you withiu it ; if he fail of that, He will have other means to cut you off : I overheard him, and his practices. This is no place — this house is but a butchery ; Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it. Orl. Why, whither, Adam, wouid'st thou have me go? Adam. (l. c.) No matter whither, so you come not here. Orl. Why, wou .d'st thou have me go and beg my food ! Or, with a base and boisterous sword, enforce A theivish living on the common road ? This I must do, or know not what to do : [Goes, u. Yet this I will not do, do how I can ; [Ruturns to c. 1 rather will subject me to the malice Of a diverted blood, and bloody brother. Adam. But do not so ; I have five hundred crowns — The thrifty hire I saved under your father — Which I did store, to be my foster-nurse When service should in my old limbs lie lame Aud unregarded age in corners thrown : Take that ; and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold : — All this I give you. Let me be your servant : Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; Scene II.] as you like it* 23 For, in ray youth, I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in ray blood ; Nor did not, with unbashful forehead, woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore, my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly ; — let rae go with you ; I'll do the service of a younger man, In all your business and necessities. OH. Oh, good old man ! how well in thee appears Tl^e constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed ! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion, And having that, do clonk their service up Even with the having : it is not so with thee. But, poor old man, thou prun'st a rotten tree, That cannot so much as a blossom yield, In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry. But come thy ways, we'll go along together ; [Going, r. And, ere we have thy youthful wages spent, We'll light upon some settled, low content. [Exit, r Adam. Master, go on ; and I will follow thee, To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty. [ Slowly following. From seventeen years till now, almost fourscore, Here lived I, but now live here no more. At seventeen years many their fortunes seek ; But at four score it is too late a week : Yet fortune cannot recompense me better, Than to die well, and not my master's debtor. [Exit, R. Scene 11* — The Forest of Arden, Enter Duke Senior, Amiens, Jaques, and two or i/iree Lords, like Foresters, l. Duke. (v. ) Now, ray co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam — The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang And churlish chiding; of the winter's wind : 24 AS YOU LIKE IT. [AcT II Which, when it bites, and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly, and venemous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ! And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooka Sermons in stones, and good in everything. I would not change it. Amiens, (r.) Happy is your grace, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet, and so sweet a style. Duke. Come, shall we go and kill us venison ? And yet it irks me, the poor dappled fools, Being native burghers of this desert city, Should, in their own confines, with forked heads, Have thier round haunches gored. Jaques. (l.) Indeed, my lord, I have often grieved at that ; And, in that kind, think you do more usurp Than doth your brother, that hath banished you. To-day, my Lord of Amiens and myself Did steal Behind an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood ; To which place a poor sequestered stag, That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt, Did come to languish ; and, indeed, my lord, The wretched animal heaved forth such groans, That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat Almost to bursting ; and the big round tears Coursed one another down his innocent nose, in piteous chase ; and thus the hairy fool Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brooks Augmenting it with tears. Duke. But what said you ? — Did you not moralize this spectacle ? Jaques. Oh, yes, into a thousand similies. First, for his weeping in the needless stream : Poor deer, quoth I, thou makest a testament Scene III.] as yott like it. 25 As the wordlings do, giving thy sum of more To that which had too much — Then being alone, Left and abandoned of his velvet friends ; 'Tis right, quoth I ; thus misery doth part The flux of company : — Anon, a careless herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him, And never stays to greet him ; — Ay, quoth I, Sweep on, you fat and greazy citizens ; 'Tis just the fashion ; wherefore do you look JUpou that poor and broken bankrupt there? Thus pierced I through The body of the country, city, court, Yea, and of this our life ; for we, my lord, Are mere usurpers, tyrants, and what's worse, To fright the animals, and to kill them up, In their assigned and native dwelling place. Duke. Show me the place ; I love to cope you in these sullen tits, . For then you're full of matter. Jaques. I'll bring you to it straight, [Exeunt, u Scene III. — A Room in the Palace. E'atti DuivE Feederick, Eustace, Louis, and Gentlemen, r. Duke, (c.) Can it be possible, that no man saw them ? It cannot be ; some villains of my court Are of consent and sufferance in this. lu Gent, (r.) I cannot hear of any that did see her. The ladies, her attendants of the chamber, Saw her a-bed ; and in the morning early, They found the bed untreasured of their mistress. %d Gent, (l.) My lord, the roynish clown, at whom so oft Yi.ur grace was wont to laugh, is also missing. ilesperia, the princess' gentlewoman, Confesses that she secretly o'erheard Your daughter, and her cousin, much commend The parts and graces of the wrestler That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles ; And she believes, wherever they are gone, That youth is surely in their company. 26 as you like ix. [Act II. Duke. Send to his brother : fetch that gallant hither ; [Exit 2d Gent., l. I'll make him find him — do this suddenly ; And let not search and inquisition quail, To bring again those foolish runaways. f Exeunt, r Scene IV. — The Forest, Enter Jaques, Amiens, and three other Lords, l. ; Jaques. (c.) More, more ; I pr'ythee, more. Amiens, (l.) It will make you melancholy, Jaques. Jaques. I thank it ; I do love it better than laughing. Amiens. Those that are in the extremity of either, are abominable fellows, and betray themselves to every modern censure, worse than drunkards. Jaques. I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's, which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambiti- ous ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these ; but it is a melan- choly of mine own, compounded of many simples, extract- ed from many objects ; and, indeed, the sundry contempla- tion of my travels, in which my after rumination wraps me is a most humorous sadnesss. — Sing, I pr'ythee, sing. Amwns. My voice is rugged : I know I cannot please vou. Jaques. I do not desire you to please me, I desire you to sing. — I can suck melancholy out of a song, as a weasel can suck eggs. Come, warble, warble. SONG.— Amiens. Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his meny note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither. Here shall ye see No enemy, But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats, And pleased with what he gets, Come hither come hither, come hithe*. Scene V.] as you like it. 27 Here shall he see No enemy, But winter and rough weatner. Jaques. I'll go sleep if I can ; if I cannot, I'll rail against all the first born of Egypt. [Exit, i. Amiens. And we'll go seek the Duke ; his banquet is pre- pared. [Exeunt , r Scene Y. — The Forest of Arden. Enter Rosalind, in Boy's Clothes, for Ganymede., Cklia, dressed like a Shepherdess, and Touchstone, l. u. e. Ros (r. c.) Oh, Jupiter ! how weary are my spirits ! 7 ouch, (c.) I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary. Ros. I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's ap- \mn\, and cry like a woman : but I mst comfort the weaker ressel, ns doblet and hose ought to show itself courageous t o petticoat ; therefore, courage, good Aliena. Cel. (l.) I pray you, bear with me ; I can go no further. Touch. For my part, I had rather bear with you, ihan bear you ; yet I should bear no cross, If I did bear \o .i ; for I th'nk you have no money in your purse. Ros. Well, this is the forest of Arden. Touch. Ay, now I am in Arden : the more fool I ; when I was at home, I was in a better place ; but travellers in ist be content. Ros. Ay, to be so, good Touchstone.-^Look you, who vomes here : a young man and an old in solemn talk. [All three retire up the l. side of the Stage. Enter Corin and Sylvius, r. Corin. (l. c.J That is the way to make her scorn vou still. Syl. (r. g.) Oh, Corin, that thou knew'st how I do love her. Corin. I partly guess ; for I have loved ere now. Sylv. No, Corin, being old, thou can'st not guess ; Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover As ever sighed upon a midnight pillow ; 28 AS YOU LIKE IT. [Ad II But if thy life were ever like to mine, (As sure I think did never love so,) How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy ? Corin. Into a thousand that I have forgotten. Sylv. Oh, thou didst then never love so heartily \ If thou reraember'st not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run into, Thou hast not loved : Or if thou hast not talked as I do now, Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise, Thou hast not loved : Or if thou hast not broke from company, Abruptly as my passion now makes me, Thou hast not loved. — Oh, Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe ! [JExeunt Corin and Sylvius, a Ros. (l.) Alas, poor shepherd ! searching of thy wound, I have by hard adventure found mine own [All three advance. Touch, (c.) And I mine : I remember, when I was in love, I broke my sword upon a stone, and bid him take that for coming o'nights to Jane Smile ; and I remember the kissing of her batlet, and the cow's dugs that her pretty chopped hands had milked ; and I remember the wooing of a peascod instead of her, from whom I took two cods and giving them her 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 na- ture, so all is nature in love mortal in folly. Ros. (l. c.) Thou speak'st wiser than thou art 'ware of Touch. Nay, I shall ne'er be aware of mine own wit, 'till I break my shins against it. Cel. (r. c.) I pray you, one of you question yon man, if he for gold will give us any food ; I faint almost to death. Touch. Holloa ! you clown ! Ros. Peace, fool ! he's not thy kinsman Enter Corin, r. Corin. (r. ) Who calls ? Touch (l. ) Your betters, sir. Scene V.] as you like it. 29 Corin. Else they are very wretched. Eos. Peace, I say : Good even to yon, friend. Cor And to yon, gentle sir, and to you all. [ Touchstone retires to Celia, r Eos. (c.j I pr'ythee, shepherd, if that love, or gold, CUn in this desert place buy entertainment, Bring ws where we may rest ourselves, and feed : II re's a young maid, with travel much oppressed, And faints for succour. , Corin. (r.) Fair sir, I pity her, And wish for her sake more than for mine own, My fortune's were more able to relieve her : But I am shepherd to another man, And do not sheer the fleeces that I gaze; My master is of churlish diposition, And little recks to find the way to heaven By doing deeds of hospitality : Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed, Are now on sale, and at our sheep-cote now, By reason of his absence, there is nothing That you will feed on ; but what is, come see, And in my voice most welcome shall you be. ; Ros. What is he, that shall buy his flock and pasture ? Corin. That young swain, that you saw here but ere- while, That little cares for buying anything. Ros, I pray thee, if it stand with honesty, Buy thou the cottage, pasture, and the flock, And thou shalt have to pay for it of us. Corin. Assuredly the thing is to be sold : Go with me ; if you like upon report, The soil, the profit, and this kind of life, I will your very faithful feeder be, A.nd buy it with your gold right suddenly. [JExeunt, u Scene VI. — Another part of the Forest. Enter Orlando and Adam, l. Adam, (l.) Dear master, I can go no further : oh, I du for food ! Here lie I down, and measure out my grave. Farewell, kind master. Orl. Why how now, Adam ! no greater heart in thee ? Live a little : comfort a little ; cheer thvself a little : if 30 AS YOU LIKE IT. [A.CT II. this uncouth forest yield anything savage, I will either be food for it, or bring it for food to thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than any powers. For my sake be comfortable ; hold death awhile at the arm's end : I will be here with thee presently ; and if I bring thee not something to eat, I'll give thee leave to die : bnt if thou diest before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said 1 thou look'st cheerily ; and I'll be with thee quickly. Yet thou liest in the bleak air : come, I will bear thee to some shelter ; (Lifting him up.) and thou shalt not die for lack of a dinner, if there live anything in this desert. Cheerily, good Adam ! [Bearing him away, l., scene changes. Scene VII. — Another jpart of the Forest. — A Tablet set out. Eenter Duke Senior, Amiens, and Lord, b. Duke, (c.) I think he is transformed into a beast, For I can no where find him like a man. 1st Lord, (r.) My lord, he is but even now gone hence ; Here was he merry hearing of a song. Duke. If he, compact of jars, grow musical, We shall have shortly discord in the spheres : — Go, seek him : tell him I would speak with him. Enter Jaques, l. 1st Lord. He saves my labour by his own approach. Duke. Why, how now, monsieur ! what a life is this, That your poor friends must woo your company ? What, you look merrily ! Jaques. (l.) A fool ! — I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool — a miserable world ! — As I do live by food, I met a fool : Who laid him down and basked him in the sun, And railed on lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms — and yet a motley fool. "Good-morrow, fool," quoth I : "No, sir," quoth he, (t Call me not fool, till Heaven hath sent me fortune : n And then he drew a dial from his poke, * And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, " It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see," quoth he " how the world wages : Scene VII.] as you like it, 81 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine ; And after one hour more, 'twili be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe, and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot, and rot, And thereby hangs a tale." When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time, My lungs began to crow like chanticleer, That fools should be so deep contemplative ; And I did laugh, sans intermission, An Lour by his dial. — Oh, noble fool ! "A worthy fool ! Motley's the only wear. [All retire to the Table Enter Orlando, with his Sword draion, l. Orl. (l.) Forbear, and eat no more ! Jaques. Why, I have eat none yet. Orl. Nor shalt not, till necessity be served. Jaques. Of what kind should this cock come of? Duke. (Coming forward.) Art thou thus boldencd, mao, by thy distress? Or else a rude despiser of good manners, That in civility thou seem'st so empty ? Orl. You touched my vein at first ; the thorny point Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show Of smooth civility ; yet am I inland bred, And know some nurture : but forbear, I say I He dies that touches any of this fruit, Till I and my affairs are answered. Duke. (r. c.) What would you have ? Your gentleness shall force, More than your force move us to gentleness. Orl. (l. c.) I almost die for food, and let me have it. Duke. Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table. Orl. Speak you so gentle ? Pardon me, I pray you ; i thought that all things had been savage here ; A ud therefore put I on the countenance Of stern commandment : but whate'er you are, That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time : If ever you have looked on better days : If ever been where bells have kuolled to church : 32 AS YOU LIKE It, [ACT II. If ever sat at any good man's feast ; If ever from your eye-lids wiped a tear, And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied ; Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope, I blush, and hide my sword. DiUce True is it, that we have seen better days, A.nd have with holy bell been knolled to church ; And sat at good men's feasts ; and wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity had engendered : And therefore sit you down in gentleness, And take upon command what help we have, That to your wanting may be ministered. OH. Then forbear your food a little while, Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn, And give it food There is an old poor man, Who after me hath many a weary step Limped in pure love ; till he be first sufficed — Oppressed with two weak evils, age and hunger — I will not touch a bit. Duke. Go find him out, And we will nothing waste till you return. OH. I thank ye ; and be blessed for your gone comfort! [Exit. L, Duke, (c.) Thou see'st, we are not all alone unhappy j This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in. Jaques. (l. c.) All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms ; And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school ; And then, the lover.; Sighing like furnace, with woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eye-brow : Then, a soldier ; Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth : And then, the justice j Scene VIL] as you like it. S3 In fair round belly, with good capon lined, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances, And so he plays his part : The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slippered pantaloon ; With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; *Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything [All retire to Table. Enter Orlando and Adam, l. Duke. Welcome : set down your venerable burden, And let him feed. OH. I thank you most for him. Adam. So had you need ; t scarce can speak to thank you for myself. Duke. Welcome, fall to ; I will not trouble you, As yet to question you about your fortunes : — Giee us some music ; and, good cousin, sing. [Amiens advances, 0. SONG. — Amiens. Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not. Duke. (Comes forward.) If that you were the good Si* Rowland's son — As you have whispered faithfully you were j And as mine eye doth his effigies witness, Most truly limbed, and living in your face— S4 AS YOU LIKE IT. [ACT III. Be truly welcome hither ; I am the duke, That loved your father : the residue of your fortune Go to my cave and tell me. — Good old man, Thou art right welcome, as thy master is : — Support him by the arm. — Give me your hand, And let me all your fortunes understand. Exeunt, u END OF ACT II. ACT III. Scene I. — The Palace. Enter Duke Frederick, Eustace, Louis, Oliver, and Gentlemen, l. Duke, (r.) Not see him since? Sir, sir, that cannot be ; But were I not the better part made mercy, J should not seek an absent argument Of my revenge, thou present : But look to it ; F iii-j out thy brother, whereso'er he is ; Bring him, dead or living, Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more To seek a living in our territory. Thy hinds, and all things that thou dost call thine, Worth seizure, do we seize into our hands ; Till thou canst quit thee, by thy brother's mouth, Of what we think against thee. Oli. (l.) Oh, that your highness knew my heart m this ! I never loved my brother in my life. Duke More villain thou ! Well, push him out of doors; And let my officers of such a nature Make an extent upon his house and lands : Do this expediently, and turn him going. [Ezeunf Duke, r., the others, l, Scene II. — The Forest. Enter Orlando, with a paper, l. u. e. Orl. Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love ; And thou, thrice-renowned queen of night, survey Scene II.] as you like m S5 With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above. Thy huntress' name, that my full life doth sway. Oh, Rosalind ! these trees shall be my books, And on their barks my thoughts I'll character ; That every eye, which in this forest looks, Shall see thy virtue witnessed everywhere. Run, run, Orlando ; carve on every tree, The fair, the chaste, the unexpressive she. v JBzit, r. Enter Corin and Touchstone, r. . Covin, (-r.) And how like you this shepherd's life, Mas- ter Touchstone ? Touch, (l. g.) Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life ; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I .like it very well ; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well ; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look yon, it fits my humonr well ; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd ? Corin. No more, but that I know, the more one sickens, the worse at ease he is ; and that he that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends : — That the property of rain is to wet, and fire to burn : That good pasture makes fat sheep ; and that a great cause of the night is the lack of the sun : That he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art, may complain of good breediug,"oi' comes of a very dull kindred. Touch. Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in court, shepherd ? Corin. No, truly. Touch. Then thou art damned. Conn. Nay, I hope — Touch. Truly, thou art damned ; like an ill-roasted egg ;?)! on one side. Corin. For not being at court ? Your reason. Touch. Why if thou never wast at court, thou nevei saw'st good manners : if thou never saw'st good man- ners, then i hy manners must be wicked ; and wickedness is sin, and sin is damnation j Thou art in a parlous state, slienherd 36 AS YOTT LIKE IT. [Ad III. Corin. Not a whit, Touchstone : I am a true labourer ; I earn that I eat, get that I wear ; owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness ; glad of other men's good, content with my harm ; and the greatest of my pride is, to see my ewes graze, and nrj lambs suck. Touch. That is another simple sin in you ; to bring the ewes and rams together, and to offer to get your living by the copulation of cattle ; to be bawd to a bell-weather ; and to betray a she lamb of a twelvemonth to a crooked- pated, old, cuckoldly ram, out of all reasonable match. If thou beest not damned for this, the devil himself will have no shepherds ; I cannot see how else thou should'st 'scape. Corin. Here comes young Mr. Ganymede, my new mis- tress's brother. ( They retire, l. Enter Rosalind, l. u. e., taking a Paper from a Tree, and reading. Ros. "From the east to the western Inde, No jewel is like Rosalind. ( Touchstone advances, r. Her worth, being mounted on the wind, Through all the woild bears Rosalind. All the pictures, fairest limned, Are but black to Rosalind. Let no face be kept in mind, But the face of Rosalind. Touch. (Crosses, l.) I'll rhyme you so eight years to- gether, dinners, and suppers, and sleeping hours excepted : it is the right butter-woman's rate to market. Ros. (r.) Out, fool ! Touch. For a taste : — If a hart do lack a hind, Let him seek out Rosalind If the cat will after kind, So, be sure, will Rosalind. Sweetest nut hath sourest rind, Such a nut is Rosalind. They that reap, must sheaf and bind ; Then to cart with Rosalind. TLis is the very false gallop of verses : Why do you infect yourself with them ? Scene II.] as you like it. 37 Ros. Peace, you dull fool ; I found them on a tree Touch. Truly, the tir^e yields bad fruit. [Retires, r. Enter Celia, with a writing, r. Ros. Peace ! Here comes my sister, reading I stand aside ! [Retires, r. Cel. Why should this a desert be ? For it is unpeopled ? No ; Tongues I'll hang on every tree, That shall civil sayings show. Some, how brief the life of man Runs his erring pilgrimage ; That the stretching of a span Buckles in his sum of age. Some, of violated vows 'Twixt the souls of friend and friend ; But upon the fairest boughs, Or at every sentence end, Will I Rosalinda write ; Teaching all that read, to know This quintessence of every sprite Heaven would in a little show. Therefore Heaven nature charged, That one body should be filled With all graces wide enlarged : Nature presently distilled Helen's cheek, but not her heart ; Cleopatra's majesty ; Atalanta's better part ; Sad Lucretia's modesty. Thus Rosalind, of many parts By heavenly synod was devised : [Rosalind advances behind Celia. Of many faces, eyes, and hearts, To have the touches dearest prized, Heaven would that she these gifts should have, And I to live and die her slave. Ros. Oh, most gentle Jupiter ! — what tedious homily of love have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never cried, " Have patience, good people !" Cel. How now ! back friends 1 Shepherd, go off a lit- tle ;— Go with him, sirrah. 38 as you like it. [Act III. Touch. Come, shepherd, let us make an hounorable re- treat ; though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage. [Exeunt Corin and Touchstone,, l Cel. (l. c.) Didst thou hear these verses ? Ros. (r. c.) Oh, yes, I heard them all, and more, too ; for some of them had in them more feet than the verses would bear. (Mi But didst thou hear, without wondering, how thy name should be hanged and carved upon these trees ? Ros. It was seven of the nine days out of wonder, be- fore you came ; for look here, what I found on a palm- tree. Cel. Trow you hath done this ? Ros. Is it a man? Cel. And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck : change you colour ? Ros. I pr'ythee, who ? Cel. lord, lord ! it is a hard matter for friends to meet ; but mountains may be removed with earthquakes, and so encounter. Roi. Nay, who is it ? Nay, I pr'ythee now, with most petitionary vehemence, tell me who is it ? Cel. Oh, wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet again wonderful, and after that out of all whooping ! Ros. Good my complexion ! dost thou think, though I am caparisoned like a man, I have a doublet and hose m my disposition ? What manner of man ? Is his head worth a hat, or chin worth a beard ? Cel. Nay, he hath but little beard. Ros. Why, God will send more if the man will be thankful : let me stay the growth of his beard, if thou de- lay me not the knowledge of his chin. Cel. It is young Orlando, that tripped up the wrestler's heels, and your heart, both in an instant. Ros. Nay, but the devil take mocking. Cel. I'faith, coz, 'tis he. Ros. Orlando ? Cel. Orlando. R os. Alas the day ! what shall I do with my doublet **ad hose? What did he, when thou saw'st him ? What said he ? How looked he ? Wherein went he ? What Scene II. J as Yot; li&e it. 89 makes lie here ? Did he ask for me ? Where remains he ? How parted he with thee ? and when shalt thou see him again ? Answer me in one word. Cel. Thou must borrow me Garagantau's mouth first : 'tis a word too great for any mouth of this age's size. To say, ay, and no, to these particulars, is more than to answer in a catechism. Ros. But doth he know that I am in this forest, and in man's apparel ? Looks he as freshly as he did the day he wrestled ? a Cel. It is as easy to count atomies, as to resolve the pro- positions of a lover : — but take a taste of my finding him, and relish it with good observance. I found him under an oak tree, like a dropped acorn. Ros. It may well be called Jove's tree when it drops forth such fruit. Cel. There lay he, streched along, like a wounded knight. He was furnished like a hunter. Ros. Oh, ominous ! he comes to kill my heart. Cel. I would sing my song without a burden : thou bring'st me out of tune. Ros. Do you not know I am a woman ? when I think, I must speak. Sweet, say on Enter Jaques and Orlando, l. CeL You bring me out : — Soft, comes he not here ? Ros. 'Tis he : slink by and note him. [ Celia and Rosalind retire haclc on k Jaques. (r. c.) I thank you for your company ; but, good faith, I had as lief have been my self alone. OH. (l. c.) And so had I ; but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you too for your society. Jaques. Heaven be with you ! let's meet as little as we can. Orl. I do desire we may be better strangers. Jaques. I pray you, mar no more trees, with writing love-songs on their barks. Orl. I pray you, mar no more cf my verses, with read- ing them ill-favouredly. Jaques. Rosalind is your love's name ? Orl. Yes, just. Jaques. I do not like he? name. 40 AS YOU LIKE IT. [Ad III. Orl. There was no thought of pleasing you, when she was christened. Jaques. What stature is she of ? Orl. Just as high as my heart. Jaques. You are full of pretty answers : Have you not- been acquainted with goldsmiths' wives, and conned them oat of rings ? — Will you sit down with me ? and we two will rail against onr mistresses, the world, and all our mi- sery. Orl. I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults. Jaques. The worst fault you have is, to be in love. Orl. 'Tis a fault I would not change for your best vir- tue. I am weary of you. Jaques. By my troth, I was seeking for a fool, wnen I found you. Orl. He is drowned in the brook ; look but in, and you shall see him. Jaques. There I shall see mine own figure. Orl. Which I take to be either a fool or a cypher. Jaques. I'll tarry no longer with you : farewell, good Signior Love ! [Exit r. Orl. I'm glad of your departure ; adieu, good Mon- sieur Melancholy ! [Rosalind comes forwad. Ros. I will speak to him like a saucy lacquey, and un- der that habit play the knave with him. (r. c. ) Do you hear, forester ? Orl. (l. c.) Yery well ; what would you ? Ros. I pray you, what is't o'clock ? Orl, You should ask me, what time o'day : ther's no clock in the forest. Ros. Then there is no true lover in the forest ; else sighing every minute, and groaning every hour, would de- tect the lazy foot of time, as well as a clock. Orl. And why not the swift foot of time ? had not that been as proper ? Ros. By no means, sir : Time travels in divers paces with divers persons ; I'll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal and who he stands sttfl withal.. Orl. I pr'ythee whom doth he trot withal ? R-os. Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between Scene II.] as rou like it. 41 the contract of her marriage and the day it is solemnized. If the interim be but a se'nnight, time's pace is so hard, that it seems the length of seven years. Oil. Who ambles time withal ? Ros. With a priest that lacks Latin, and a rich man that hath not the gout ; for the one sleeps easily because he cannot study, and the other lives merrily because he feels no pain. These time ambles withal. Orl. Whom doth he gallop withal ? Ros. With a thief to the gallows ; for, though he go as softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there. Orl. Who stays it withal ? Ros. With lawyers in the vacation ; for they sleep be- tween term and term, and then they perceive not how time moves. [Celia advances. Orl. Where dwell you, pretty youth ? Ros. With this shepherdess, my sister ; here, in the skirts of the forest, like fringe upon a petticoat. Orl, Your accent is something finer than you could pur- chase in so removed a dwelling. Ros. I have been told so of many ; but, indeed, an old religious uncle of mine taught me to speak, who was, in his youth, an inland man ; one that knew courtship too well, for there he fell in love. I have heard him read many lectures against it ; and I thank heaven I am not a woman to be touched with so many giddy offences, as he hath gen- erally taxed their whole sex withal. Orl. Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge of women ? Ros. They were none principal ; they were all like one another, as halfpence are : every one fault seeming mon- strous, till his fellow fault came to match it. Orl. I pr'ythee, recount some of them. Ros. No ; I will not cast away my physic but on those that are sick. [Celia retires upt/ie Stage.'] There is a man haunts the forest that abuses our young plants with carv- ing Rosalind on their barks ; hangs odes upon hawthorns, and elegies on brambles ; all, forsooth, deifying the name of Rosalind. If I could meet that fancy-monger, I would give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the quo- tidian of love upon him. Orl. I am he that is so love-shaked ; I pray you, tell me your remedy. 42 AS YOU LIKE IT. [AcT III. Ros. There is none of my uncle's marks upon you : he taught me how to know a man in love ; in which cage of rushes, I am sure, you are not prisoner. Orl. What were his marks ? Ros. A lean cheek ; which you have not : a blue eye, and sunken ; which you have not : an unquestionable spi- rit ; which you have not : a beard neglected ; which you have not : — but I pardon you for that : for, simply, your having no beard is a younger brother's revenue. — Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and everything about you demonstrating a careless desolation. But you are no such man : you rather point device in your ac- coutrements — as loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other. Orl. Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love ! Ros. Me believe it ! you ma/ as soon make her that you love believe it ; which, I warrant, she is apter to do than to confess she does ; this is one of the points in the which women still give the lie to their consciences.— But, in good sooth, are you he that hangs the verses on the trees wherein Rosalind is so admired ? Orl. I swear to thee, youth, by the white hand of Rom-- /.ind, I am that he, that unfortunate he. Ros. But are you so much in love as your rhynifs speak ? OrL Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much Ros. Love is merely a madness ; and, I tell you, de- serves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do : and the reason why they are not so punished and cured is, that the lunacy is so ordinary, that the whippers are in love too ; yet I profess curing it by counsel. Orl. Did you ever cure any so ? Ros. Yes, one ; and in this manner. He was to ima- gine me his love, his mistress, and I set him every day to woo me : At which time would I, being but a inoonish youth, grieve, be effeminate — changeable — longing, and liking ; proud, fantastical, apish, shallow, inconstant, full of tears — full of smiles ; for every passion, something, and for no passion, truly, anything, as boys and women are, for the most part, cattle of this colour : would now like Scene II ] as you like it. 43 him, now loathe him ; then entertain him, then forswear him ; now weep for him, then spit at him ; that I drave my suitor from his mad humour of love, to a living hu- mour of madness ; which was, to forswear the full stream of the world, and to live in a nook, merely romantic . And thus I cured him ; and this way will I take upon me to wash your liver as clear as a sound sheep's heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in't. Od. I would not be cured, youth. Ros. I would cure you, if you would but call me Rosa- lind, and come every day to my cot and woo me. Orl. Now, by the faith of my love, I will ! Tell me •where it is. Ros. Go with me to it, and I will show it you ; and, by the way, you shall tell me where in the forest you live. — Will you go ? [Celia advances. Orl. With all my heart, goorl youth. Ros. Nay, nay, you mas- c,
  • Rosalind : so, adieu ! Ros. Well, time is the old justice, that examines all such offenders, and let time try : Adieu! [E.rit Orlando, \ m 62 AS YOU LIKE IT, j A rare and delightful. My wife liked it, the children liked it — took to it najjirally — and all at the table passed up their dishes twice. The peoples' proverb was verified, that " the proof of a pudding is in eating it.*' Your friend and brother, J. HYATT SMITH, Pastor of the Lee Ave. Baptist Church. PARKER HOUSE, Boston, Jan. 25, 1870. 1 Rand Sea Moss Farine Co., New York : We are using " Sea Moss Farine," and find it just what you state it is — real, pure Irish Moss, so refined, desiccated and condensed that we can prepare dishes for dessert from it in a few minutes, instead of hours, when made from the crude moss. We very cordially recommend it (as prepared by you) far superior and much cheaper than Corn Starch, Maizena, Farina, Gelatine, or any like article for Blanc Mange, Creams, Puddings, Charlotte Russe, &c, &c. 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We consider Mr. Rand's discovery a highly-important one for the millions, and indeed for all classes of society, in these stringent times. — The Weekly. It has been placed, so to speak, in the. front rank of our food staples, and all that has been said of it by the patentee \Mr. Raudj, and the Company inte- rested in its sale, appears to be approved aud confirmed by public opinion. — The Mail. As to its deiiciousness, the "proof of the pudding is in eating it ;" and we feel confident that no man or woman who has once eaten of a Blanc Mange, Pudding, Custard, Cream, Charlotte Russe, or any other delicacy prepared with this marine Grodsend, will deny its claim to rank among the table luxuries of the period. — Tribune. This apparently impossibility has been overcome — experimental science overcomes almost every obstacle, now-a-daj r s — and Irish Moss, purified, con- centrated, and rendered an absolute luxury, as Sea Moss Farine : will hereafter be quoted as a food staple in the markets of the world. — The World. ce it will be cheap as long as the sea and rocks last — which will be long enough for all practicable purposes. Our main object in this article has been to piace what we believe to be a subject of great importance, in its true light ; nothing more, nothing less. — Home Journal. VOL. XLI. 321 The Pirate's Legacy lie Charcoal Burner 3 3 Adel or V alienee .rest Rose 826 Duke's /laughter 3.7 Caniilla's Husband ?j3 Pure Gold {Catalogue conti^^f^. from second page of cover.) VOL. XLII. 329 Ticket or Leave Man 3o0 Fool's Revenge 831 O'Ncil the Great 332 Handy j\ndy 3;:s Pirate of the Isles 331 Fanchon 335 Little Barefoot 336 Wild Irish Girl VOL. XLIII. 337 Pearl of ^avoy 833 Dead Heart 33!) 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No. I.— A Memoir of the Author. By S;f tester Bleeker, Esq. How to Express the V< rious Passions, Actions, etc. The Four Lovh is; or, Les Rivales' Rendezvous. The Frisky Co) Sler ; or, The Rival Artisans. No. II.— The Rise and Progress of Pant 1 ^hiime. The Schoolmaster ; or the School in an Uproar. Belle of Madrid; or, a Muleteer's Brie 2. La Statue Blanche ; or, The Lovers' Stratag -Jm. No. III.— M. Dechalumeau: or. The Eirthday Fete. The Demon Lover; or, The Frightened Family. Robert Macaire ; or, Les Deux F igitifs. No. IV.— Jocko, the Brazilian Ape; Pr, The Mischievous Monkey. The Conscript ; or, How to Avoid the Draft. The Magic Flute; or, lhe Ma- gician's Spell. No. V.— The Vivandiere ; or, The Daughter of the Regiment. Dame Thot and her Comical Cat: or, The Misfortunes of Johnny Greene. No. VI.— Godenski ; or, The Skaters of Wilnau. The Enchanted Horn ; or, The Witches' Gift. No. VII.— The Soldier fop. Love ; or, a Hero in Spite of Himself. Simeon's Mishaps; or, The Hungarian Rendezvous. No. VIII— The Village Ghost; or, Love* and Murder both Found Out. The Fairies' Frolic; or, The Good Wife's Three Wishes. No. IX.— The Rose of Sharon ; or, The Unlucky Fisherman. Po\'GO. the Intelligent Ape, and the Unfortunate Overseer. No. X.— Mons. Toupet, the Dancing Barber; or, Love and Lather. Vol au Vent and the Millers ; or, A Night's Adventures. Samuel French, Publisher, Any of the above sent fcy Mail or Express, on reCSpt of price. 122 Nassau Street (Up Stauss). J8Sf New and explicit Desc^ "Vive Catalogue Mailed Free on kequest. FRENCH'S MINOR DRAMAS Price 15 Cents each.— Bound Volumes $1. 25. VOL, I. 1 The Irish Attorney 2 Boots at the Swau 8 How to pay the Rent 4 The Loan of a Lover 5 Too Dead Shot 6 His Last i^egs 7 The Invisible Prince 8 The Goiden Parmer VOL. IT. 9 Pride of the Market 10 Used Up 11 The Irish Tutor 12 The Barrack Room 13 Luke the Laborer 14 Beauty and the Beast 15 St. Patrick' s Eve 16 Cf.ptain of the Watch VOL. III. 17 The Secret [pers 18 White Horse of the Pep- 19 The Jacobite 20 The Bottle 21 Box and Cox 22 Bamboozling 23 Widow's Victim 24 Robert Mac&ire VOL, IV. 25 Secret Service 26 Omnibus 27 Irish Lion 28 Maid of Croissy 29 The Old Guard 80 Raising the Wind 81 Slasher and Crasher 82 Naval Engagements VOL. V. 33 Oocknies in California 84 Who Speaks First 35 Bomuaste j urioso 86 Macbeth Travestie 37 Irish Ambassador 38 Delicate Ground 39 The W eathercock [Gold 40 All that Glitters is Not VOL. VI. 41 Grimshaw, Bagshaw and Bradshaw 42 Rough Diamond 43 Bloomer Costume 44 Two Bonnycastles 45 Born to Good Luck 46 Kiss in the Dark [jurer 47' T would Puzzle a Con- 48 Kill or Cure 73 It 74 P 75 Ii 76 T 77 T 78 79 Si 80 Y 81 O' 82 Ir„ LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 014 114 911 8 VOL. VII. 49 Box and Cox Married and 50 St. Cupid | Settled 51 Go-to-bed Tom 52 The Lawyers 53 Jack Sbeppard 54 The Toodles 55 The Mobcap 56 Ladies Beware VOL. VIII. 67 MorniQg Call 58 Popping the Question 59 Deaf as a Post 60 New Footman 61 Pleasant Neighbor 62 Paddy the Piper 63 Brian O Linn 64 Irish Assurance VOL. IX. 65 Temptation 66 Paddy Carey 67 Two Gregories 68 King Charming 69 Poca-hon-tas 70 Clockmaker's Hat 71 Married Rake 7a Love and Murder VOL. XXXVII. 289 All the World's a Stags 390 Quasb, or Nigger Practice 391 Turn Him Out 392 Pretty Girls of Stillberg 393 Angel of the Attic 394 Circumstances alter Case* 396 Rally O'Sbeal 396 A Supper in Dixie 83 My Neighbor's Wife 84 Irish Tiger 85 P. P., or Man and Tiger 86 To Oblige Benson 87 State Secrets 88 Irish Yankee VOL. XII. 89 A Good Fellow 90 Cherry and Fair Star 91 Gale Breezely 92 Our Jemirny 93 Miller's Maid 94 Awkward Arrival 95 Crossing the Line 96 Conjugal Lesson VOL. XIII. 97 My Wife's Mirror 98 Life in New York 99 Middy Ashore 100 Crown Prince 101 Two Queens 102 Thumping Legacy 103 Unfinished Gentleman 104 House Dog VOL, XIV. 105 ""le Dsmor „,over 10fj Matrimony 107 In and Out of Place 108 I Dine with My Mother 109 Hi-a-wa-tha 110 Andy Blake 111 Love in '76 [ties 112 Romance under Difficul VOL. XV. 113 One Coat for 2 Suits 114 A Decided Case lloDaught: [nority 116 No; or, the Glorious Mi- 117 Coroner's Inquisiiion 118 Love in Humble Life 119 Family Jars 120 Personation VOL. XVI". 121 Children in the Wood 122 Winning a HusbaDd 123 Day after the Fair 124 Make Your Wills 125 Rendezvous 126 My Wife's Husband 127 Monsieur Tonson 128 Illustrious Stranger VOL. XVII 129 Mischief -Making [Mines 130 A Live Woman in the 131 The CoFsair 132 Shylock 133 Spoiled Child 134 Evil Eye 135 Nothing to Nurse 136 Wanted a Widow VOL. XVIII. 137 Lottery Ticket 138 Fortuue' s Frolic 139 Is he Jealous i 140 Harriet .'.achelor 141 Husband at Sight 14^ irishman in London 143 Animal Magnetism 144 Highways ar.d By- Ways VOL. XXXVIII. 297 lei on Parle Francai* 298 Who Killed Cock Kobin 299 Declaration of Independence 300 Head.* or Tails 301 Obstinate Familj 302 My Aunt 303 That Rascal Pat 304 Don Paddy de Bazan [Ties '« Trreatr rxagiC IteVlVa rival 155 High Low Jack & Game 156 A Gentleman from Ire- 157 Tom and Jerry [land 158 Village Lawyer 159 Captain's not A-aiiss 160 Amateurs and Actors VOL. •XXI. 161 Promotion [nal 162 A Fascinating Individ- 163 Mrs. Caudle 164 Shakspeare's Dream 165 Neptune's Defeat 166 Lady of Bedchamber i67 Take Care of Little 168 Irish Widow [ Charley VOL. XXII. 169 Yankee Peddlar 170 Hiram Hireout 171 Double-Bedded Room 172 The Drama Defended 173 Vermont Wool Dealer 174 Ebenezer Venture |ter 175 Principles from Charac- 176 Lady of the Lake (Trav) VOL. XXIII. 17. jfac _>ogs 178 Barney the Baron 179 Swiss Swains 180 Bachelor's Bedroom 131 A Roland for an Oliver 182 More Blunders than One 183 Dumb Belle 184 Limerick Boy VOL. XXIV. 185 Nature and Philosophy 186 Teddy the Tiler 187 Spectre Bridgroom 1S8 Matteo Falcone 189 Jenny Lind 190 Two Buzzards 191 Happy Man 192 Betsy Baker VOL. XXV. 193 No. 1 Round the Corner 194 Teddy Roe 195 Object of Interest 196 My Fellow Clerk 197 Bengal Tiger 198 Laughing Hyena 199 The Victor Vanquished 200 Our Wife VOL. XXVI. 201 My Husband's Mirror 202 Yankee Land. 203 Norah Creina 204 Good for Nothing 205 The First Night 206 The Eton Boy 207 Wardering Minstrel 208 Wanted, ..000 Milliners /OL. XXVII. 20fc Poor Pilcoddy VOL. XXVIII. 217 Crinoline 218 A Family Failing 219 Adopted Child k«20 Turnfcd Heads 221 -t Match in the Dark 222 Advice to Husbands 223 Siamese Twins 224 Sent to the Tower VOL. XXIX 225 Somebody Else 226 Ladies' Battle 2;7 Art of Acting 228 The Lady of the Lions 229 The Rights of Man 230 My Husband' s Ghost 231 Two Can Play at that Game 232 Fighting by Proxy VOL. XXX. 233 Unprotected Female 234 Pet of the Petticoats 235 Forty and Fifty |book 236 Who Stole the Pocket- 237 My Son Diana [sion 238 Unwarrantable Intru- 239 Mr. and Mrs White 240 A Quiet Family VOL. XXXI. 241 Cool as Cucumber 242 Sudden Thoughts 243 Jumbo Jum 244 A Blighted Being 245 Little Toddlekins 246 A Lover by Proxy [Pail 247 Maid with the Milking 248 PerplexintrPredicamen. /OL. XXXII. 249 Dr. Dilworth 250 Out to Nurse 251 A Lucky Hit 252 The Dowager "3 Metamora (Burlesque) w4 Dreams of Delusion 255 The Shaker Lovers 256 Ticklish Times VOL. XXXIII. 257 20 Minutes withaTiger 258 Miralda: or, the Justice of Tacon 259 A Soldier's Courtship 260 Servants by Legacy 261 Dying for Love 262 Alarming Sacrifice 263 Valet de Sham 264 Nicholas Nickleby VOL. XXXIV. 265 The Last of the Pigtails 266 King Rene's Daughter 267 The Grotto Nrmph 268 A Devilish Good Joke 269 A Twice Told Tale 270 Pas de Fascination 271 Revolutionary Soldier 272 AMauWithouta Head VOL. XXXV. 273 The Olio, Parti 274 The Olio, Par 2 275 The Olio, Part J [ter 27C The Trumpeter' s Daugh- 277 Seeing Warren 278 Green Mountain Boy 2'<9 That Nose Tom Noddy's Secret VOL. XXXVI. 210 The Mummy [Glasses 281 Shocking Events 211 Don't Forgety our Opera''"" 212 Love in Livery 213 Anthony and Cleopatra 214 Trving It On. 215 Stage Struck Yankee 216 Young Wife & Old Urn- brella 2 A Regul ar Fix 283 Dick Turpi. 284 Young Scamp 285 Youns; Actress 286 Call at No 1-7 287 One 'I onch of Nature. 288 Two B'hoys VOL. XXXIX. 305 Too Much for Good Nature. 306 Cure for the Fidget*. Anything on this Covtr lent fret oy nail, on receipt *f price. New and explicit Descriptive List mailed free on request. SA3IUEL FRENCH, Publisher, 122 Nassau St-< N. Y.