Jaq. Good, my Lord, bid him welcome. This is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have fo often met in the foreft: he hath been a courtier, he fwears.

Clo. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flatter'd a lady; I have been politick with my friend, fmooth with mine enemy; I have undone three taylors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.

Faq. And how was that ta'en up?

Clo. 'Faith, we met; and found, the quarrel was upon 'the feventh caufe.

Faq. How the feventh caufe?-good, my Lord, like this fellow.

Duke Sen. I like him very well.

Clo. God'ild you, Sir, I defire you of the like: I prefs in here, Sir, amongst the reft of the country copulatives, to fwear, and to forfwear, according as marriage binds, and blood breaks: a poor virgin, Sir, an ill-favour'd thing, Sir, but mine own; a poor humour of mine, Sir, to take that that no man elfe will. Rich honefty dwells like a mifer, Sir, in a poor houfe; as your pearl, in your foul oyster.

Duke Sen. By my faith, he is very fwift and fententious.

Clo. According to the fool's bolt, Sir, and fuch dulcet. diseases.

Jaq. But, upon the feventh caufe; how did you find the quarrel on the seventh caufe?

Cla. Upon a lye feven times removed; (bear your body more feeming, Audrey) as thus, Sir; I 'did diflike the cut of a certain courtier's beard; he sent me word, if I faid his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was. This is call'd the Retort courteous. If I fent him word again, it was not well cut, he would fend mê word, he cut it to please himself. This is call'd the Quip modeft. If again, it was not well cut, he difabled my judgment. This is call'd the Reply churlife. If again, it was not well cut, he would answer, I fpake not This is call'd the Reproof valiant. If again, it

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was not well cut, he would fay, I lye. This is call'd the Countercheck quarrelsome; and fo, the Lye circumftantial, and the Lye direct.

Jaq. And how oft did you fay, his beard was not well cut?

Clo. I durft go no farther than the Lye circumftantial; nor he durft not give me the Lye direct, and fo we meafur'd fwords and parted.

Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the Lye?

Clo. O Sir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have books for good manners. (14) I will name you the degrees. The firft, the Retort courteous; the fecond, the Quip modeft; the third, the Reply churlish; the fourth, the Reproof valiant; the fifth, the Countercheck quarrelfome; the fixth, the Lye with circumftance; the feventh, the Lye direct. All these you may avoid, but the Iye direct; and you may avoid that too, with an If. I knew, when feven Juftices could not take up a quarrel; but when the parties were met themfelves, one of them thought but of an If; as, if you faid fo, then I faid fo; and they fhook hands, and fwore brothers. Your If is the only peace-maker; much virtue in If.

Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my Lord? he's good at any thing, and yet a fool.

(14) 0, Sir, we quarrel in Print; by the Book; as you have Books for good Manners.] The Poet throughout this Scene has with great Humour and Address rallied the Mode, fo prevailing in his Time, of formal Duelling. Nor could he treat it with a happier Contempt, than by making his Clown fo knowing in all its Forms and Preliminaries. It was in Queen Elizabeth's Reign, that pushing with the Rapier, or fmall Sword, was first practifed in England. And the boiferous Gallants fell into the Fashion with fo much Zeal, that they did not content themselves with practifing at Sword in the Schools; but they ftudied the Theory of the Art, the Grounding of Quarrels, and the Procefs of giving and receiving Challenges, from Lewis de Garanza's Treatife of Fencing, Vincentio Saviola's Practice of the Rapier and Dagger, and Giacomo Di Grafi's Art of Defence: with many other Instructions upon the feveral Branches of the Science.

Duke Sen.

Duke Sen. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.

Enter Hymen, Rofalind in woman's cloaths,
and Celia.

STILL MUSICK.

Hym. Then is there mirth in heav'n,
When earthly things made even
Atone together.

Good Dake, receive thy daughter,
Hymen from heaven brought her,
Yea, brought her hither:

That thou might'ft join her hand with his,
Whofe heart within his bofom is.

Ref. To you I give myfelf; for I am yours.

[To the Duke. To you I give myself; for I am yours. [To Orlando. Duke Sen If there be truth in fight, you are my

daughter.

Orla. If there be truth in fight, you are my Rofalind.
Phe. If fight and shape be true,

Why, then my love adieu!'

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Rof. 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.
Hym. Peace, hoa! I bar confusion:
"Tis I must make conclufion

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 fhall part;
You and you are heart in heart;
You to his love muft accord,
Or have a woman to your lord.
You and you are fure together,
As the winter to foul weather:

Whiles a wedlock-hymn we fing,
Feed yourselves with queftioning:
That reafon wonder may diminish,
How thus we meet, and these things finifb.

SONG.

Wedding is great Juno's Crown,
O bleed bond of board and bed!
'Tis Hymen peoples every town,`
High wedlock then be honoured:
Honour, high honour and renown
To Hymen, God of every town!

Duke Sen. O my dear niece, welcome thou art to me, Ev'n daughter-welcome, in no lefs degree.

Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine; Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.

Enter Jaques de Boys.

Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word or two:
I am the fecond fon of old Sir Rowland,
That bring these tidings to this fair affembly.
Duke Frederick hearing, how that every day
Men of great worth reforted to this foreft,
Addrefs'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 fome queftion with him, was converted
Both from his enterprize, and from the world;
His Crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother,
And all their lands reflor'd to them again,
That were with him exil'd. This to be true,
I do engage my life.

Duke Sen. Welcome young man :

Thou offer'ft fairly to thy brother's wedding;
To one, his lands with-held; and to the other,
A land itfelf at large, a potent Dukedom.
Firft, in this foreft, let us do thofe ends

That

That here were well begun, and well begot:
And, after, every of this happy number,

That have endur'd fhrewd days and nights with us,
Shall fhare the good of our returned fortune,
According to the measure of their states.
Mean time, forget this new-fall'n dignity,
And fall into our ruftick revelry:

Play, mufick; and you brides and bridegrooms all,
With measure heap'd in joy, to th' measures fall.
Jaq. Sir, by your patience: if I heard you rightly,
The Duke hath put on a religious life,

And thrown into neglect the pompous Court.
Jaq. de B. He hath.

Jaq. To him will I: out of these convertites
There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.
You to your former Honour I bequeath,
Your patience and your virtue well deferve it.
You to a love, that your true faith doth merit;

[To the Duke.

You to your land, and love, and great allies;

You to a long and well deferved bed;
And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage

[To Oria.

[To Oli. [To Silv.

[To the Clown Is but for two months victuall'd: fo to your pleasures: I am for other than for dancing measures. Duke Sen. Stay, Jaques, ftay.

Jaq. To fee no paftime, I: what you would have, I'll ftay to know at your abandon'd Cave.

[Exit. Duke Sen. Proceed, proceed; we will begin these rites As, we do trust they'll end, in true delights.

EPILOGUE.

Rof. It is not the fashion to fee the lady the Epilogue; but it is no more unhandfome, than to fee the lord the Prologue. If it be true, that good wine needs no bub, 'tis true, that a good Play needs no Epilogue. Yet to good wine they do use good bushes; and good Plays

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