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The opening of his mouth ; but suddenly
Orlando did approach the man,
Cel. 0, I have heard him speak of that same brother ; And he did render him the most unnatural That liv'd 'mongst men. Oli.
And well he might so do, For well I know he was unnatural.
Ros. But, to Orlando ;-Did he leave him there, Food to the suckd and hungry lioness?
Oli. Twice did he turn his back, and purpos'd so:
Cel. Are you his brother?
Was it you he rescued ? Cel. Was 't you that did so oft contrive to kill
Ros. But, for the bloody napkin ?-
By and by.
b Just occasion--sạch reasonable ground as might have amply justified, or given just occasion for, abandoning him.
Tears our recountments had most kindly bath’d,
[ROSALIND faints. Oli. Many will swoon when they do look on
I would I were at home.
Coli. Be of good cheer, youth :-You a man ?-
Ros. I do so, I confess it. Ah, sirra, a body would think this was well counterfeited : I pray you, tell your brother how well I counterfeited.--Heigh ho !
Oli. This was not counterfeit; there is too great testimony in your complexion, that it was a passion of earnest.
Ros. Counterfeit, I assure you.
Oli. Well, then, take a good heart, and counterfeit to be a man.
Ros. So I do: but, i' faith, I should have been a woman by right.
Cel. Come, you look paler and paler; pray you, draw homewards :--Good sir, go with us.
Oli. That will I, for I must bear answer back How you excuse my brother, Rosalind.
Ros. I shall devise something : But, I pray you, commend my counterfeiting to him :-Will you go?
SCENE I.-The same.
Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY. Touch. We shall find a time, Audrey ; patience, gentle Audrey.
Aud. 'Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the old gentleman's saying.
Touch. A most wicked sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile Mar-text. But, Audrey, there is a youth here in the forest lays claim to you.
Aud. Ay, I know who 't is; he hath no interest in me in the world : here comes the man you mean.
Will. Good even, Audrey.
Touch. Good even, gentle friend : Cover thy head, cover thy head; nay, prithee, be covered. How old are you, friend ?
Will. Five-and-twenty, sir.
Will. Faith, sir, so so.
Touch. So so is good, very good, very excellent good : and yet it is not; it is but so so. Art thou wise ?
Will. Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit.
Touch. Why, thou say'st well. I do now remember a saying; “ The fool doth think he is wise, hut the wise man knows himself to be a fool." The heathen philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a grape, would open his lips when he put it into his mouth ; meaning thereby, that grapes were made to eat, and lips to open. You do love this maid ?
Will. I do, sir.
Touch. Then learn this of me; To have, is to have : For it is a figure in rhetoric, that drink, being poured out of a cup into a glass, by filling the one doth empty the other : For all your writers do consent," that ipse is he; now you are not ipse, for I am he.
Will. Which he, sir ?
Touch. He, sir, that must marry this woman: Therefore, you, clown, abandon, which is in the vulgar, leave, the society, which in the boorish is, company, of this female, which in the common is, woman, which toge ther is, abandon the society of this female; or, clown, thou perishest; or, to thy better understanding, diest; or to wit, I kill thee, make thee away, translate thy life into death, thy liberty into bondage: I will deal in poison with thee, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will bandy with thee in faction; I will o'errun thee with policy; I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways; therefore tremble, and depart.
Aud. Do, good William.