A thievish living on the common road? This I must do, or know not what to do:, i rather will subject me to the malice Adam. But do not so: I have five hundred crowns, The thrifty hire I sav'd under your father, Orl. O good old man; how well in thee ap pears. The constant service of the antique world, And ere we have thy youthful wages spent, Adam. Master, go on; and I will follow thee, To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty. From seventeen years till now almost fourscore [Exeunt. SCENE IV. The Forest of Arden. Enter ROSALIND in boy's clothes, CELIA drest like a Shepherdess, and ToUCHSTONE. Ros. O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits! Touch. I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary. Ros. I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's apparel, and to cry like a woman : but I must comfort the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought to show itself courageous to petticoat: therefore, courage, good Aliena. Cel. I pray you, bear with me; I cannot go no further, Touch. For my part, I had rather bear with you, than bear you: yet I should bear no cross, if I did bear you; for, I think, you have no money in your purse. Kos. Well, this is the forest of Arden. Touch. Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I; when I was at home, I was in a better place; but travellers must be content. Ros, Ay, be so, good Touchstone: Look you, who comes here; a young man, and an old, in solemn talk. Enter CORIN and SILVIUS. Cor. That is the way to make her scorn you still. Sil. O Corin, that thou knew'st how I do love her! Cor. I partly guess; for I have lov'd ere now. Sil. No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess; Though in thy youth thou, wast as true a lover As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow: But if thy love were ever like to mine, (As sure I think did never man love so,) How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy? Cor. Into a thousand that I have forgotten. If thou remember'st not the slightest folly Thou hast not lov'd: Or if thou hast not sat as I do now, Or if thou hast not broke from company, Thou hast not lov'd: O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe! wound, I have by hard adventure found mine own. . Touch. And I mine: I remember, when I was in love, I broke my sword upon a stone, and bid him take that for coming anight to Jane Smile : and I remember the kissing of her batlet, and the cow's dugs that her pretty chop'd hands had milk'd: and I remember the wooing of a peascod instead of her; from whom I took two cods, and, giving her them again, said with weeping tears, Wear these for my sake. We, that are true lovers, run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mor tal in folly. Ros. Thou speak'st wiser, than thou art 'ware of. Touch. Nay, I shall ne'er be 'ware of mine own wit, till I break my shins against it. Bios. Jove! Jove? this shepherd's passion Is much upon my fashion. Touch. And mine; but it grows something stale with ne. Cel. I pray you, one of you question yond man, If he for gold will give us any food; 1 faint almost to death. Touch. Holla; you, clown! Ros. Peace, fool; he's not thy kinsman. Touch. Your betters, Sir. Cor. Else are they very wretched. Ros. Peace, I say: Good even to you, friend. Car. And to you, gentle Sir, and to you all. Ros. I pr'ythee, shepherd, if that love, or gold, Can in this desert place buy entertainment, Bring us where we may rest ourselves, and feedi Here's a young maid with travel much oppress'd, And faints for succour. Cor. Fair Sir, I pity her, And wish for her sake, more than for mine own, My fortunes were more able to relieve her: But I am shepherd to another man, And do not sheer the fleeces that I graze; And little recks to find the way to heaven By doing deeds of hospitality: Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed, pasture? Cor. That young swain that you saw here but erewhile, That little cares for buying any thing. 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. Cel. And we will mend thy wages: I like this place, And willingly could waste my time in it. Cor. Assuredly, the thing is to be sold: And buy it with your gold right suddenly. Exeunt. SCENE |