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to the ufurping Duke Prede. Frederick, brother to the Duke, rick,

and ufurper of his dukedom. Touchstone, a clown attending on Amiens, Lords attending upon

Celia and Rosalind.
the Duke in his ba-Corin,

Le Beu, a courtier attending on A clown, in love with Audrey.

William, another clown, in love Oliver, eldest son to Sir Rowland with Audrey.

de Boys, who had formerly beenSir Oliver Mar-text, a country

a servant to the Duke. Jaques, 2 younger brothers to Rosalind, daughter to the Duke, Orlando, Š Oliver.

Celia, daughter to Frederick. Adam, a:r old servant of Sir Row- || Phebe, a fhepherdefs.

land de Boys, now following the Audrey, a country-wench. fortunes of Orlando

Lords belonging to the two Dukes ; Dennis, servant to Oliver.

with Pages, Foresters, and oCharles, a wristler, and servant ther attendants. The SCENE lies, first, near Oliver's house; and, afterwards,

partly, in the Duke's court, and partly in the forest of Arden.





Oliver's orchard.

Enter Orlando and Adam.


Orla. SI remember, Adam, it was upon this

my father bequeath'd me by will but

a poor thousand crowns; and, as thou fay'st, charged my brother on his blelling to breed me well; and there begins my fadness. My Brother Jaques he keeps at school, and report speaks goldenly of his profit; for my part, he keeps me rustically at home; or, to speak more properly, stys me here at home, unkept; for call you that keeping for a gentle



man, of my birth, that differs not from the stalling of an ox? His horses are bred better; for besides that they are fair with their feeding, they are taught their manage, and to that end riders dearly hired: but I, his brother, gain nothing under him but growth; for the which his animals on his dunghills are as much bound to him as 1. Besides this nothing that he so pientifully gives me, the foniething that nature gave me, his discountenance seems to take from me. He lets me feed with his hinds, bars me the place of a bro-. ther, and, as much as in him lies, mines my gentility with my education. This is it, Adam, that grieves me; and the spirit of my father, which I think is within me, begins to mutiny against this servitude. I will no longer endure it, tho' yet I know no wise remedy how to avoid it.

SCE N E II. Eriter Oliver. Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother.

Orla. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will snake me up.

Oli. Now, Sir, what make you here? : Orla. Nothing: I am not taught to make any thing.

Oli. What mar you then, Sir?

Orla. Marry, Sir, I am helping you to mar that which God made; a poor unworthy brother of your's, with idleness.

Oli. Marry, Sir, be better employ'd, and be nought a while.

Orla. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with them? What prodigal's portion have I spent, that I should come to such penury?

Oli. Know you where you are, Sir! ; Orla. O, Sir, very well; here in your orchard.

Oli. Know you before whom, Sir ?

Orla. Ay, better than he I am before, knows me. I know, you are my eldest brother; and, in the gentle condition of blood, you should so know me: the courtesy of nations allows you my better, in that you are the first-born; but the same tradition takes not away my blood, were there twenty brothers betwixt us. I


have as much of my father in me, as you; albeit I confeís your coming before me is nearer to his revenue.

Oli. What, boy!

Orla. Come, come, elder brother, you are too young in this.

? Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain !

Orla. I am no villain. I am the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys; he was my father, and he is thrice a villain that says, such a father begot villains. Wert thou not my brother, I would not take this hand from thy throat, till this otier had pullid out thy tongue for saying so; thou hast rail'd on thyself. Adam. Sweet masters, be patient; for your

father's remembrance, be at accord.

Oli. Let me go, I say. Orla. I will not, till I please; you shall hear me, My father charg'd you in his will to give me good education: you have train'd me up like a peasant, obscuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like qualities ; the spirit of my father grows strong in me, and I will no longer endure it: therefore allow me such exercises as may become a gentleman; or give me the poor allottery my father left me by testament; with that I will go buy my fortunes.

oli. And what wilt thou do? beg, when that is fpent? well, Sir, get you in. I will not long be troubled with you: you fall have some part


will, I pray you, leave me.

Orla. I will no further offend you, than becomes me for my good.

Oli. Get you with him, you old dog.

Adan. Is old dog my reward? most true, I have loft my teeth in your service. God be with my old mafler, he would not have spoke such a word.

[Exeunt Orlando and Adam.. SC Ε Ν Ε III. Oli. Is it even so ? begin. you to grow upon me? I will physic your rankness, and yet give no thousand! crowns neither. Holla, Dennis !

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Enter Dennis.
Den. Calls your Worship?

Oli. Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, here to speak with me?

Den. So pleafe you, he is here at the door, and importunes access to you.

Oli. Call him in ;- -'twill be a good way; and tomorrow the wrestling is.

Enter Charles.
Cha. Good morrow to your Worship.

Oli. Good Monsieur Charles, what's the new news at the new court?

Cha. There's no news at the court, Sir, but the old news; that is, the old Duke is banish'd by his younger brother the new Duke, and three or four loving Lords have put themfelves into voluntary exile with him ; whose lands and revenues inrich the new Duke, there fore he gives them good leave to wander.

Oli. Can you tell, if Rosalind, the Duke's daughter, be banilh'd with her father?

Cha. O, no; for the new Duke's daughter her coufin so loves her, being ever from their cradles bred together, that she would have followed her exile, or have died to stay behind her. She is at the court, and no less beloved of her uncle than his own daughter; and never two ladies loved as they do.

Oli. Where will the old Duke live?

Cha. They say, he is already in the forest of Arden, and a many merry men with him; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England: they say, many young gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.

Oli. What, you wrestle to-morrow before the new Duke ?

Cha. Marry, do I, Sir; and I came to acquaint you with a matter. I am given, Sir, secretly to underftand, that your younger brother Orlando hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against me to try a fall; to-morrow, Sir, I wrestle for my credit; and he that escapes ma without some broken limb, shall acquit him well. Your

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brother is but young and tender, and for your love I would be loth to foil him; as I must for mine own honour, if he come in ; therefore, out of my love to you, I came hither to acquaint you withal, that either you might stay him from his intendment, or brook such disgrace well as he shall run into; in that it is a thing of his own search, and altogether against my will.

Oli. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which thou shalt find I will most kindly requite. I had my. self notice of my brother's purpose herein, and have by underhand means laboured to ditiuade him from it; but he is resolute. I tell thee, Charles, he is the stubbornest young fellow of France; full of ambition, an envious emulator of every man's good parts, a secret and villanous contriver against me his natural brother; therefore use thy discretion; I had as lief thou didst break. his neck, as his finger. And thou wert best look to't; for if, thou dost him any Night disgrace, or if he do not mightily grace himself on thee, he will practise against : thee by poison; intrap thee by some treacherous de'vice; and never leave thee, till he hath ta’en thy life by some indirect means or other; for I assure thee, (and alTaoft with tears I speak it), there is not one fo fo villanous this day living. I speak but brotherly of him; but should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must blush and weep, and thou nust look pale, and wonder..

Cha. I am heartily glad I came hither to you : if he come to-morrow, I'll give him his payment'; if ever he go alone again, I'll never wrestle for prize more; and lo God keep your Worship.

[Exit. Oli. Farewel, good Charles. Now will" I stir this gamester:. I hope I shall see an end of him; for my foul, yet I know not why, hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school’d, and yet learned, fulll

of noble device, of all sorts.inchantingly beloved; and indeed-fo much in the heart of the world, and especially of my own people who best know him; that I am altagether misprised. But it shall; not be so long; this. wrestler shall clear all; nothing remains but that I kinedle the boy thitber, which now. I'll go about, [Exit

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