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Enter Duke Senior, Amiens, Jaques, Orlando, Oliver, and Celia.
Duke Sen. Doft thou believe, Orlando, that the boy Can do all this that he hath promised?
Orla. I fometimes do believe, and fometimes do not; As those that think they hope, and know they fear.
Enter Rofalind, Sylvius, and Phebe.
Rof. Patience once more, whiles our compact is urg'd: You fay, if I bring in your Rofalind,
You will beftow her on Orlando here?
[to the Duke.
Duke Sen. That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her.
Orla. That would I, were I of all kingdoms king.
Rof. But, if you do refufe to marry me,
You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd?
Phe. So is the bargain.
Rof. You fay, that you'll have Phebe, if the will? [to Sylvius.
Keep you your word, o duke, to give your daughter;
Duke Sen. I do remember in this fhepherd-boy
Orla. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him, Methought, he was a brother to your daughter; Hh
[Exe. Rof. and Celia.
But, my good lord, this boy is forestborn,
Enter Clown, and Audrey.
Jaq. There is, fure, another flood toward, and these couples are coming to the ark. Here come a pair of unclean * beasts, which in all tongues are call'd fools.
Clo. Salutation and greeting to you all!
Jaq. Good my lord, bid him welcome. This is the motleyminded gentleman that I have so often met in the forest: 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, smooth with mine enemy, I have undone three tailors, I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one. Jaq. And how was that ta'en up?
Clo. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon feventh cause.
Jaq. How the feventh cause? good my lord, like this fellow.
Clo. God❜ild you, fir; I defire of you the like: I prefs in here, fir, amongst the rest of the country copulatives, to fwear, and to forfwear, according as marriage binds, and blood breaks: a poor virgin, fir, an illfavour'd thing, fir, but mine own; a poor humour of mine, fir, to take that that no man elfe will. Rich honesty dwells like a mifer, fir, in a poor house, as your pearl in your foul oyster.
Duke Sen. By my faith, he is very swift and sententious.
a Noah was order'd to take into the ark the clean beafts by fevens, and the unclean by pairs. • Meaning love, as what is apt to make folks fententious.
Jaq. But, for the seventh cause; how did you find the quarrel on the feventh cause?
Clo. Upon a lie feven times removed; (bear your body more feeming, Audrey) as thus, fir: I did diflike the cut of a certain courtier's beard; he fent me word, if I said 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 send me word, he cut it to please himself: this is call'd the quip modest. If again, it was not well cut, he difabled my judgment: this is call'd, the reply churlish. If again, it was not well cut, he would anfwer, I fpake not true: this is call'd, the reproof valiant. If again, it was not well cut, he would fay, I lied: this is call'd, the countercheck quarrelfome; and fo the lie circumftantial, and the lie direct.
Jaq. And how oft did you fay, his beard was not well cut? Clo. I durft go no further than the lie circumstantial; nor he durst not give me the lie direct; and so we measur'd fwords, and parted.
Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie? Clo. O fir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have books for good manners. 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 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 feven juftices could not take up a quarrel, but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an if; as, if you faid fo, then I faid fo; and they fhook hands, and swore brothers. Your if is the only peacemaker; much virtue in if.
Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? he's good at any thing,
Duke Sen. He ufes his folly like a stalkinghorse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
Enter Hymen, Rosalind in woman's cloths, and Celia.
Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven,
Good duke, receive thy daughter,
Rof. To you I give myfelf; for I am yours.
Duke Sen. If there be truth in fight, you are my daughter.
Rof. I'll have no father, if you be not he;
[to the Duke.
That reason wonder may diminish,
Wedding is great Juno's crown;
High wedlock then be honoured:
Duke Sen. O my dear neice, welcome thou art to me;
Even daughter, welcome in no lefs degree.
Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine;
Enter Jaques de Boys.
Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word or two:
Duke Sen. Welcome, young man :