1    Is't possible that on so little acquaintance you
2    should like her? that but seeing you should love
3    her? and loving woo? and, wooing, she should
4    grant? and will you persever to enjoy her?

5    Neither call the giddiness of it in question, the
6    poverty of her, the small acquaintance, my sudden
7    wooing, nor her sudden consenting; but say with me,
8    I love Aliena; say with her that she loves me;
9    consent with both that we may enjoy each other: it
10   shall be to your good; for my father's house and all
11   the revenue that was old Sir Rowland's will I
12   estate upon you, and here live and die a shepherd.

13   You have my consent. Let your wedding be to-morrow:
14   thither will I invite the duke and all's contented
15   followers. Go you and prepare Aliena; for look
16   you, here comes my Rosalind.

17   God save you, brother.

18   And you, fair sister.

19   O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to see thee
20   wear thy heart in a scarf!

21   It is my arm.

22   I thought thy heart had been wounded with the claws
23   of a lion.

24   Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady.

25   Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to
26   swoon when he showed me your handkerchief?

27   Ay, and greater wonders than that.

28   O, I know where you are: nay, 'tis true: there was
29   never any thing so sudden but the fight of two rams
30   and Caesar's thrasonical brag of 'I came, saw, and
31   overcame:' for your brother and my sister no sooner
32   met but they looked, no sooner looked but they
33   loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner
34   sighed but they asked one another the reason, no
35   sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy;
36   and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs
37   to marriage which they will climb incontinent, or
38   else be incontinent before marriage: they are in
39   the very wrath of love and they will together; clubs
40   cannot part them.

41   They shall be married to-morrow, and I will bid the
42   duke to the nuptial. But, O, how bitter a thing it
43   is to look into happiness through another man's
44   eyes! By so much the more shall I to-morrow be at
45   the height of heart-heaviness, by how much I shall
46   think my brother happy in having what he wishes for.

47   Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve your turn for Rosalind?

48   I can live no longer by thinking.

49   I will weary you then no longer with idle talking.
50   Know of me then, for now I speak to some purpose,
51   that I know you are a gentleman of good conceit: I
52   speak not this that you should bear a good opinion
53   of my knowledge, insomuch I say I know you are;
54   neither do I labour for a greater esteem than may in
55   some little measure draw a belief from you, to do
56   yourself good and not to grace me. Believe then, if
57   you please, that I can do strange things: I have,
58   since I was three year old, conversed with a
59   magician, most profound in his art and yet not
60   damnable. If you do love Rosalind so near the heart
61   as your gesture cries it out, when your brother
62   marries Aliena, shall you marry her: I know into
63   what straits of fortune she is driven; and it is
64   not impossible to me, if it appear not inconvenient
65   to you, to set her before your eyes tomorrow human
66   as she is and without any danger.

67   Speakest thou in sober meanings?

68   By my life, I do; which I tender dearly, though I
69   say I am a magician. Therefore, put you in your
70   best array: bid your friends; for if you will be
71   married to-morrow, you shall, and to Rosalind, if you will.
Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE
72   Look, here comes a lover of mine and a lover of hers.

73   Youth, you have done me much ungentleness,
74   To show the letter that I writ to you.

75   I care not if I have: it is my study
76   To seem despiteful and ungentle to you:
77   You are there followed by a faithful shepherd;
78   Look upon him, love him; he worships you.

79   Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love.

80   It is to be all made of sighs and tears;
81   And so am I for Phebe.

82   And I for Ganymede.

83   And I for Rosalind.

84   And I for no woman.

85   It is to be all made of faith and service;
86   And so am I for Phebe.

87   And I for Ganymede.

88   And I for Rosalind.

89   And I for no woman.

90   It is to be all made of fantasy,
91   All made of passion and all made of wishes,
92   All adoration, duty, and observance,
93   All humbleness, all patience and impatience,
94   All purity, all trial, all observance;
95   And so am I for Phebe.

96   And so am I for Ganymede.

97   And so am I for Rosalind.

98   And so am I for no woman.

99   If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

100  If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

101  If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

102  Who do you speak to, 'Why blame you me to love you?'

103  To her that is not here, nor doth not hear.

104  Pray you, no more of this; 'tis like the howling
105  of Irish wolves against the moon.
To SILVIUS
106  I will help you, if I can:
To PHEBE
107  I would love you, if I could. To-morrow meet me all together.
To PHEBE
108  I will marry you, if ever I marry woman, and I'll be
109  married to-morrow:
To ORLANDO
110  I will satisfy you, if ever I satisfied man, and you
111  shall be married to-morrow:
To SILVIUS
112  I will content you, if what pleases you contents
113  you, and you shall be married to-morrow.
To ORLANDO
114  As you love Rosalind, meet:
To SILVIUS
115  as you love Phebe, meet: and as I love no woman,
116  I'll meet. So fare you well: I have left you commands.

117  I'll not fail, if I live.

118  Nor I.

119  Nor I.