Enter Rosalind as Ganymede, Celia as Aliena, and
the Clown, alias Touchstone
O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits!
I care not for my spirits, if my legs were
I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's
apparel, and to cry like a woman, but I must comfort the
weaker vessel as doublet-and-hose ought to show itself
courageous to petticoat: therefore courage, good Aliena!
I pray you, bear with me, I cannot go no further.
For my part, I had rather bear with you
than bear you: yet I should bear no cross if I did bear
cross (n.) 3
coin [referring to the cross stamped on some types of coin]
you, for I think you have no money in your purse.
Well, this is the Forest of Arden.
Ay, now am I in Arden, the more fool I.
When I was at home I was in a better place, but travellers
must be content.
Enter Corin and Silvius
Ay, be so, good Touchstone. – Look you, who comes here:
A young man and an old in solemn talk.
That is the way to make her scorn you still.
O Corin, that thou knewest how I do love her!
I partly guess, for I have loved ere now.
No, Corin, being old thou canst not guess,
Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover
As ever sighed upon a midnight pillow.
But if thy love were ever like to mine –
As sure I think did never man love so –
How many actions most ridiculous
Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?
Into a thousand that I have forgotten.
O, thou didst then never love so heartily.
If thou rememberest not the slightest folly
That ever love did make thee run into,
Thou hast not loved.
Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,
Wearing thy hearer in thy mistress' praise,
Thou hast not loved.
Or if thou hast not broke from company
Abruptly, as my passion now makes me,
Thou hast not loved.
O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe!
Alas, poor shepherd, searching of thy wound,
I have by hard adventure found mine own.
And I mine. I remember when I was in love
I broke my sword upon a stone and bid him take that for
coming a-night to Jane Smile, and I remember the
kissing of her batler and the cow's dugs that her pretty
chopt hands had milked; and I remember the wooing of
a peascod instead of her, from whom I took two cods
and, giving her them again, said with weeping tears,
‘Wear these for my sake.' We that are true lovers run
into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is
all nature in love mortal in folly.
Thou speakest wiser than thou art ware of.
Nay, I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit
till I break my shins against it.
Jove, Jove! This shepherd's passion
Is much upon my fashion.
And mine, but it grows something stale with me.
I pray you, one of you question yond man
If he for gold will give us any food;
I faint almost to death.
Holla, you clown!
Peace, fool, he's not thy kinsman.
Your betters, sir.
Else are they very wretched.
Peace, I say. Good even to you, friend.
And to you, gentle sir, and to you all.
I prithee, shepherd, if that love or gold
Can in this desert place buy entertainment,
Bring us where we may rest ourselves and feed.
Here's a young maid with travail much oppressed
And faints for succour.
Fair sir, I pity her,
And wish, for her sake more than for mine own,
My fortunes were more able to relieve her;
But I am shepherd to another man,
And do not shear the fleeces that I graze.
My master is of churlish disposition,
And little recks to find the way to heaven
By doing deeds of hospitality.
Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed
bound (v.) 3
(plural) extent, land, area [within boundaries]
Are now on sale, and at our sheepcote now,
By reason of his absence, there is nothing
That you will feed on. But what is, come see,
And in my voice most welcome shall you be.
What is he that shall buy his flock and pasture?
That young swain that you saw here but erewhile,
That little cares for buying anything.
I pray thee, if it stand with honesty,
Buy thou the cottage, pasture, and the flock,
And thou shalt have to pay for it of us.
And we will mend thy wages: I like this place,
And willingly could waste my time in it.
Assuredly the thing is to be sold.
Go with me. If you like upon report
The soil, the profit, and this kind of life,
I will your very faithful feeder be,
And buy it with your gold right suddenly.