Speeches (Lines) for Oliver
in "As You Like It"

Total: 37

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1

I,1,27

Now, sir! what make you here?

2

I,1,29

What mar you then, sir?

3

I,1,32

Marry, sir, be better employed, and be nought awhile.

4

I,1,35

Know you where you are, sir?

5

I,1,37

Know you before whom, sir?

6

I,1,45

What, boy! [Strikes him]

7

I,1,47

Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain?

8

I,1,55

Let me go, I say.

9

I,1,64

And what wilt thou do? Beg, when that is spent? Well, sir,
get you in. I will not long be troubled with you; you shall have
some part of your will. I pray you leave me.

10

I,1,68

Get you with him, you old dog.

11

I,1,73

Is it even so? Begin you to grow upon me? I will physic
your rankness, and yet give no thousand crowns neither. Holla,
Dennis!

12

I,1,78

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

13

I,1,81

Call him in. [Exit DENNIS] 'Twill be a good way; and
to-morrow the wrestling is.

14

I,1,85

Good Monsieur Charles! What's the new news at the new
court?

15

I,1,92

Can you tell if Rosalind, the Duke's daughter, be banished
with her father?

16

I,1,99

Where will the old Duke live?

17

I,1,104

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

18

I,1,116

Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which thou shalt
find I will most kindly requite. I had myself notice of my
brother's purpose herein, and have by underhand means laboured to
dissuade him from it; but he is resolute. I'll tell thee,
Charles, it is the stubbornest young fellow of France; full of
ambition, an envious emulator of every man's good parts, a secret
and villainous 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 slight disgrace, or if he do not mightily grace
himself on thee, he will practise against thee by poison, entrap
thee by some treacherous device, and never leave thee till he
hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other; for, I
assure thee, and almost with tears I speak it, there is not one
so young and so villainous 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 must look pale and wonder.

19

I,1,136

Farewell, good Charles. Now will I stir this gamester. I
hope I shall see an end of him; for my soul, yet I know not why,
hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school'd and
yet learned; full of noble device; of all sorts enchantingly
beloved; and, indeed, so much in the heart of the world, and
especially of my own people, who best know him, that I am
altogether misprised. But it shall not be so long; this wrestler
shall clear all. Nothing remains but that I kindle the boy
thither, which now I'll go about. Exit

20

III,1,1115

O that your Highness knew my heart in this!
I never lov'd my brother in my life.

21

IV,3,2077

Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if you know,
Where in the purlieus of this forest stands
A sheep-cote fenc'd about with olive trees?

22

IV,3,2085

If that an eye may profit by a tongue,
Then should I know you by description-
Such garments, and such years: 'The boy is fair,
Of female favour, and bestows himself
Like a ripe sister; the woman low,
And browner than her brother.' Are not you
The owner of the house I did inquire for?

23

IV,3,2093

Orlando doth commend him to you both;
And to that youth he calls his Rosalind
He sends this bloody napkin. Are you he?

24

IV,3,2097

Some of my shame; if you will know of me
What man I am, and how, and why, and where,
This handkercher was stain'd.

25

IV,3,2101

When last the young Orlando parted from you,
He left a promise to return again
Within an hour; and, pacing through the forest,
Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
Lo, what befell! He threw his eye aside,
And mark what object did present itself.
Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd with age,
And high top bald with dry antiquity,
A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair,
Lay sleeping on his back. About his neck
A green and gilded snake had wreath'd itself,
Who with her head nimble in threats approach'd
The opening of his mouth; but suddenly,
Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself,
And with indented glides did slip away
Into a bush; under which bush's shade
A lioness, with udders all drawn dry,
Lay couching, head on ground, with catlike watch,
When that the sleeping man should stir; for 'tis
The royal disposition of that beast
To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead.
This seen, Orlando did approach the man,
And found it was his brother, his elder brother.

26

IV,3,2127

And well he might so do,
For well I know he was unnatural.

27

IV,3,2131

Twice did he turn his back, and purpos'd so;
But kindness, nobler ever than revenge,
And nature, stronger than his just occasion,
Made him give battle to the lioness,
Who quickly fell before him; in which hurtling
From miserable slumber I awak'd.

28

IV,3,2140

'Twas I; but 'tis not I. I do not shame
To tell you what I was, since my conversion
So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.

29

IV,3,2144

By and by.
When from the first to last, betwixt us two,
Tears our recountments had most kindly bath'd,
As how I came into that desert place-
In brief, he led me to the gentle Duke,
Who gave me fresh array and entertainment,
Committing me unto my brother's love;
Who led me instantly unto his cave,
There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm
The lioness had torn some flesh away,
Which all this while had bled; and now he fainted,
And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind.
Brief, I recover'd him, bound up his wound,
And, after some small space, being strong at heart,
He sent me hither, stranger as I am,
To tell this story, that you might excuse
His broken promise, and to give this napkin,
Dy'd in his blood, unto the shepherd youth
That he in sport doth call his Rosalind.

30

IV,3,2165

Many will swoon when they do look on blood.

31

IV,3,2167

Look, he recovers.

32

IV,3,2171

Be of good cheer, youth. You a man!
You lack a man's heart.

33

IV,3,2176

This was not counterfeit; there is too great testimony in
your complexion that it was a passion of earnest.

34

IV,3,2179

Well then, take a good heart and counterfeit to be a man.

35

IV,3,2184

That will I, for I must bear answer back
How you excuse my brother, Rosalind.

36

V,2,2253

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

37

V,2,2265

And you, fair sister. Exit

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