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Which I have passd upon her; she is banish’d.
liege; I cannot live out of her company. Duke F. You are a fool :- You, niece, provide
yourself; If you out-stay the time, upon mine honour, And in the greatness of my word, you die.
[Exeunt Duke FREDERICK and Lords.
Ros. I have more cause.
Thou hast not, cousin;
That he hath not.
Ros. Why, whither shall we go ?
uncle. 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, And with a kind of umber smirch my face ; 8
. And with a kind of umber smirch my face ;) Umber is a dusky yellow-coloured earth, brought from Umbria in Italy.
The like do you ; so shall we pass along,
Were it not better,
Cel. What shall I call thee, when thou art a man?
be call'd ? Cel. Something that hath a reference to my state: No longer Celia, but Aliena.
Ros. But, cousin, what if we assay'd 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, And get our jewels and our wealth together ; Devise the fittest time, and safest way To hide us from pursuit that will be made After my flight: Now go we in content, To liberty, and not to banishment. [Exeunt.
curtle-as. -] Or cutlace, a broad sword. * We'll have a swashing, &c.] A swashing outside is an appearance of noisy, bullying valour. Swashing blow is mentioned in Romeo and Juliet; and in King Henry V. the Boy says: “ As young as I am, I have observed these three swashers;" meaning Nym, Pistol, and Bardolph.
SCENE I. The Forest of Arden.
Enter Duke senior, AMIENS, and other Lords, in
the dress of Foresters. Duke S. Now, my co-mates, and brothers in
exíle, 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; 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 publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.
• Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ;] It was the current opinion in Shakspeare's time, that in the head of an old toad was to be found a stone, or pearl, to which great virtues were ascribed. Thomas Lupton, in his First Booke of Notable Things, 4to. bl, l. bears repeated testimony to the virtues of the “ Todestone, called Crapaudina." In his Seventh Booke he instructs us how to procure it; and afterwards tells us“ You shall knowe whether the Tode-stone be the ryght and perfect stone or not. Holde the stone before a Tode, so that he may see it ; and if it be a ryght and true stone, the Tode will leape towarde it; and make as though he would snateh it. He envieth so much that man should have that stone." STEEVENS.
Ami. I would not change it: Happy is your
grace, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and so sweet a style.
Duke S. 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 3 Have their round haunches gor'd. 1 Lord.
Indeed, my lord, The melancholy Jaques grieves at that; And, in that kind, swears you do more usurp Than doth your brother that hath banish'd you. To-day, my lord of Amiens, and myself, Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood: To the which place a poor sequester'd stag, That from the hunters' aim had ta'en a hurt, Did come to languish; and, indeed, my lord, The wretched animal heav'd forth such groans, That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat Almost to bursting ; and the big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase: and thus the hairy fool, Much marked of the melancholy Jaques, Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brook, Augmenting it with tears. Duke S.
But what said Jaques ? Did he not moralize this spectacle?
i Lord. O, yes, into a thousand similies. First, for his weeping in the needless stream ; Poor deer, quoth he, thou mak'st a testament
with forked heads -] i. e. with arrows, the points of which were barbed.
in the needless stream ;] The stream that wanted not sueh a supply of moisture.
As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more
fashion: Wherefore do you look
in this contemplation? 2 Lord. We did, my lord, weeping and com
menting Upon the sobbing deer. Duke S.
Show me the place;
2 Lord. I'll bring you to him straight. [E.reunt.
A Room in the Palace.
Enter Duke FREDERICK, Lords, and Attendants. Duke F. Can it be possible, that no man saw
them? It cannot be: some villains of my court
to cope him -] To encounter, or engage with him.