ACT V SCENE IV | The forest. | |
[
Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLANDO, OLIVER,
and CELIA
] |
DUKE SENIOR | Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy |
| Can do all this that he hath promised? |
ORLANDO | I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not; |
| As those that fear they hope, and know they fear. |
[Enter ROSALIND, SILVIUS, and PHEBE] |
ROSALIND | Patience once more, whiles our compact is urged: |
| You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, |
| You will bestow her on Orlando here? |
DUKE SENIOR | That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her. |
ROSALIND | And you say, you will have her, when I bring her? |
ORLANDO | That would I, were I of all kingdoms king. | 10 |
ROSALIND | You say, you'll marry me, if I be willing? |
PHEBE | That will I, should I die the hour after. |
ROSALIND | But if you do refuse to marry me, |
| You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd? |
PHEBE | So is the bargain. |
ROSALIND | You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she will? |
SILVIUS | Though to have her and death were both one thing. |
ROSALIND | I have promised to make all this matter even. |
| Keep you your word, O duke, to give your daughter; |
| You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter: | 20 |
| Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me, |
| Or else refusing me, to wed this shepherd: |
| Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her. |
| If she refuse me: and from hence I go, |
| To make these doubts all even. |
[Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA] |
DUKE SENIOR | I do remember in this shepherd boy |
| Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. |
ORLANDO | My lord, the first time that I ever saw him |
| Methought he was a brother to your daughter: |
| But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born, | 30 |
| And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments |
| Of many desperate studies by his uncle, |
| Whom he reports to be a great magician, |
| Obscured in the circle of this forest. |
[Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY] |
JAQUES | There is, sure, another flood toward, and these |
| couples are coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of |
| very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools. |
TOUCHSTONE | Salutation and greeting to you all! |
JAQUES | Good my lord, bid him welcome: this is the |
| motley-minded gentleman that I have so often met in | 40 |
| the forest: he hath been a courtier, he swears. |
TOUCHSTONE | If any man doubt that, let him put me to my |
| purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered |
| a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth |
| with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have |
| had four quarrels, and like to have fought one. |
JAQUES | And how was that ta'en up? |
TOUCHSTONE | Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the |
| seventh cause. |
JAQUES | How seventh cause? Good my lord, like this fellow. | 51 |
DUKE SENIOR | I like him very well. |
TOUCHSTONE | God 'ild you, sir; I desire you of the like. I |
| press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country |
| copulatives, to swear and to forswear: according as |
| marriage binds and blood breaks: a poor virgin, |
| sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own; a poor |
| humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man else |
| will: rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a |
| poor house; as your pearl in your foul oyster. | 60 |
DUKE SENIOR | By my faith, he is very swift and sententious. |
TOUCHSTONE | According to the fool's bolt, sir, and such dulcet diseases. |
JAQUES | But, for the seventh cause; how did you find the |
| quarrel on the seventh cause? |
TOUCHSTONE | Upon a lie seven times removed:--bear your body more |
| seeming, Audrey:--as thus, sir. I did dislike the |
| cut of a certain courtier's beard: he sent me word,
|
| if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the |
| mind it was: this is called the Retort Courteous. |
| If I sent him word again 'it was not well cut,' he |
| would send me word, he cut it to please himself: |
| this is called the Quip Modest. If again 'it was | 73 |
| not well cut,' he disabled my judgment: this is |
| called the Reply Churlish. If again 'it was not |
| well cut,' he would answer, I spake not true: this |
| is called the Reproof Valiant. If again 'it was not |
| well cut,' he would say I lied: this is called the |
| Counter-cheque Quarrelsome: and so to the Lie |
| Circumstantial and the Lie Direct. |
JAQUES | And how oft did you say his beard was not well cut? |
TOUCHSTONE | I durst go no further than the Lie Circumstantial, |
| nor he durst not give me the Lie Direct; and so we |
| measured swords and parted. |
JAQUES | Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie? | 85 |
TOUCHSTONE | O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have |
| books for good manners: I will name you the degrees. |
| The first, the Retort Courteous; the second, the |
| Quip Modest; the third, the Reply Churlish; the |
| fourth, the Reproof Valiant; the fifth, the |
| Countercheque Quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with |
| Circumstance; the seventh, the Lie Direct. All |
| these you may avoid but the Lie Direct; and you may |
| avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven |
| justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the |
| parties were met themselves, one of them thought but |
| of an If, as, 'If you said so, then I said so;' and |
| they shook hands and swore brothers. Your If is the |
| only peacemaker; much virtue in If. |
JAQUES | Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? he's as good at |
| any thing and yet a fool. | 100 |
DUKE SENIOR | He uses his folly like a stalking-horse and under |
| the presentation of that he shoots his wit. |
[Enter HYMEN, ROSALIND, and CELIA] |
[Still Music] |
HYMEN | Then is there mirth in heaven, |
| When earthly things made even |
| Atone together. |
| Good duke, receive thy daughter |
| Hymen from heaven brought her, |
| Yea, brought her hither, |
| That thou mightst join her hand with his |
| Whose heart within his bosom is. | 110 |
ROSALIND | [To DUKE SENIOR] To you I give myself, for I am yours.
| 110 |
[To ORLANDO] |
| To you I give myself, for I am yours. |
DUKE SENIOR | If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter. |
ORLANDO | If there be truth in sight, you are my Rosalind. |
PHEBE | If sight and shape be true, |
| Why then, my love adieu! |
ROSALIND | I'll have no father, if you be not he: |
| I'll have no husband, if you be not he: |
| Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. |
HYMEN | Peace, ho! I bar confusion: | 120 |
| 'Tis I must make conclusion |
| Of these most strange events: |
| Here's eight that must take hands |
| To join in Hymen's bands, |
| If truth holds true contents. |
| You and you no cross shall part: |
| You and you are heart in heart |
| You to his love must accord, |
| Or have a woman to your lord: |
| You and you are sure together, | 133 |
| As the winter to foul weather. |
| Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing, |
| Feed yourselves with questioning; |
| That reason wonder may diminish, |
| How thus we met, and these things finish. |
SONG. |
| Wedding is great Juno's crown: |
| O blessed bond of board and bed! |
| 'Tis Hymen peoples every town; |
| High wedlock then be honoured: |
| Honour, high honour and renown, | 140 |
| To Hymen, god of every town! |
DUKE SENIOR | O my dear niece, welcome thou art to me! |
| Even daughter, welcome, in no less degree. |
PHEBE | I will not eat my word, now thou art mine; |
| Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. |
[Enter JAQUES DE BOYS] |
JAQUES DE BOYS | Let me have audience for a word or two: |
| I am the second son of old Sir Rowland, |
| That bring these tidings to this fair assembly. |
| Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day |
| Men of great worth resorted to this forest, | 150 |
| Address'd a mighty power; which were on foot, |
| In his own conduct, purposely to take |
| His brother here and put him to the sword: |
| And to the skirts of this wild wood he came; |
| Where meeting with an old religious man, |
| After some question with him, was converted |
| Both from his enterprise and from the world, |
| His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother, |
| And all their lands restored to them again |
| That were with him exiled. This to be true, |
| I do engage my life. | 160 |
DUKE SENIOR | Welcome, young man; |
| Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedding: |
| To one his lands withheld, and to the other |
| A land itself at large, a potent dukedom. |
| First, in this forest, let us do those ends |
| That here were well begun and well begot: |
| And after, every of this happy number |
| That have endured shrewd days and nights with us |
| Shall share the good of our returned fortune, |
| According to the measure of their states. | 170 |
| Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity |
| And fall into our rustic revelry. |
| Play, music! And you, brides and bridegrooms all, |
| With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall. |
JAQUES | Sir, by your patience. If I heard you rightly, |
| The duke hath put on a religious life |
| And thrown into neglect the pompous court? |
JAQUES DE BOYS | He hath. |
JAQUES | To him will I : out of these convertites |
| There is much matter to be heard and learn'd. | 180 |
[To DUKE SENIOR] |
| You to your former honour I bequeath; |
| Your patience and your virtue well deserves it: |
[To ORLANDO] |
| You to a love that your true faith doth merit: |
[To OLIVER] |
| You to your land and love and great allies: |
[To SILVIUS] |
| You to a long and well-deserved bed: |
[To TOUCHSTONE] |
| And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage |
| Is but for two months victuall'd. So, to your pleasures: |
| I am for other than for dancing measures. |
DUKE SENIOR | Stay, Jaques, stay. |
JAQUES | To see no pastime I what you would have | 190 |
| I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. |
[Exit] |
DUKE SENIOR | Proceed, proceed: we will begin these rites, |
| As we do trust they'll end, in true delights. |
[A dance] |