2 Lord. We did, my Lord, weeping and commenting Upon the fobbing deer. Duke Sen. Show me the place; I love to cope him in these fullen fits, 2 Lord, I'll bring you to him ftraight. Duke. Can it be poffible that no man faw them? 1 Lord. I cannot hear of any that did fee her. [Exeunt. 2 Lord. My lord, the roynifh clown, at whom so oft Your daughter and her coufin much commend And the believes, where-ever they are gone, That youth is furely in their company. Duke. Send to his brother, fetch that gallant hither; SCENE III. Oliver's Houfe. Orla. Who's there? [Exeunt, Adam. What! my young mafter? oh my gentle mafter, Oh my fweet mafter, O you memory Of old Sir Rowland! why, what make you here? Know Know you not, mafter, to fome kind of men Oh, what a world is this, when what is comely Orla. Why, what's the matter? Adam. O unhappy youth, Come not within thefe doors; within this roof The enemy of all your graces lives: Your brother (no; no brother, yet the son, Yet not the fon, I will not call him fon Of him I was about to call his father,) Hath heard your praises, and this night he means I overheard him and his practices: This is no place, this house is but a butchery; Orla. Why, whither, Adam, wouldft thou have me go? A thievish living on the common road? Adam. But do not fo; I have five hundred crowns, Which I did ftore to be my fofter-nurse When fervice fhould in my old limbs be lame, Hot Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Orla. Oh good old man, how well in thee appears Adam. Mafter, go on, and I will follow thee [Exeunt. Enter Rofalind in Boy's cloaths for Ganimed, Celia dreft like a Shepherdefs for Aliena, and Clown. Rof. Jupiter, how weary are my fpirits! Clo. I care not for my fpirits, if my legs were not weary? Rof. I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's apparel, and cry like a woman; but I must comfort the weaker veffel, as doublet and hofe ought to fhow it felf courageous to petticoat; therefore courage, good Aliena. Cel. I pray you, bear with me, I can go no further. you you; yet I fhould bear no cross if I did bear you; 25 for Clo. Ay, now I am in Arden, the more fool I; when I was at home, I was in a better place; but travellers mug be content. 1 Rof. Ay, be fo, good Touchstone; 'look you who comes here; a young man and an old in folemn talk, Enter Corin and Sylvius. Cor. That is the way to make her scorn you ftill. Haft thou been drawn to by thy fantafie? Cor. Into a thousand that I have forgotten, That ever love did make thee run into, Thou haft not lov'd. Or if thou haft not fate as I do now, Or if thou haft not broke from company. QPbebe, Phebe, Phebe! Rof. Alas poor fhepherd! fearching of thy wound, I have by hard adventure found my own. Clo. And I mine; I remember, when I was in love, broke my fword upon a ftone, and bid him take that for coming a-nights to Jane Smile; and I remember the kif fing of her batlet, and the cow's dugs that her pretty chopt hands had milk'd; and I remember the wooing of a peafood inftead of her, from whom I took two cods, and giving her them again, faid with weeping tears, wear thefe for my fake VOL. III. C We We that are true lovers run into strange capers; but all is mortal in nature, fo is all nature in love mortal in folly. Rof. Thou fpeak'ft wifer than thou art ware of. Clo. Nay, I fhall ne'er be ware of mine own wit, 'till I break my fhins against it. Rof. Jove! Jove! this fhepherd's paffion is much upon my fashion. Cle. And mine; but it grows fomething stale with me, Cel. I pray you, one of you queftion yond man, If he for gold will give us any food; I faint almoft to death." Clo. Holla; you, clown! Rof. Peace, fool; he's not thy kinsman. Clo. Your betters. Cor. Elfe they're very wretched. Rof. Peace, fool, I fay; good even to you, friend. Cor. Fair Sir, I pity her, And wifh, for her fake more than for mine own, And do not fheer the fleeces that I graze; Befides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed i Rof. What is he that fhall buy his flock and pasture? Cor. That young fwain that you faw here but ere while, That little cares for buying any thing. Rof. I pray thee, if it ftand with honefty, |