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Act V, Scene 4

The forest



  • Duke. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy
    Can do all this that he hath promised?
  • Orlando. I sometimes do believe and sometimes do not:
    As those that fear they hope, and know they fear. 2405


  • Rosalind. Patience once more, whiles our compact is urg'd:
    You say, if I bring in your Rosalind,
    You will bestow her on Orlando here?
  • Duke. That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her. 2410
  • Rosalind. And you say you will have her when I bring her?
  • Orlando. That would I, were I of all kingdoms king.
  • Rosalind. You say you'll marry me, if I be willing?
  • Phebe. That will I, should I die the hour after.
  • Rosalind. But if you do refuse to marry me, 2415
    You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd?
  • Phebe. So is the bargain.
  • Rosalind. You say that you'll have Phebe, if she will?
  • Silvius. Though to have her and death were both one thing.
  • Rosalind. I have promis'd to make all this matter even. 2420
    Keep you your word, O Duke, to give your daughter;
    You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter;
    Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me,
    Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd;
    Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her 2425
    If she refuse me; and from hence I go,
    To make these doubts all even.


  • Duke. I do remember in this shepherd boy
    Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. 2430
  • Orlando. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him
    Methought he was a brother to your daughter.
    But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born,
    And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
    Of many desperate studies by his uncle, 2435
    Whom he reports to be a great magician,
    Obscured in the circle of this forest.


  • Jaques (lord). There is, sure, another flood toward, and these couples are
    coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of very strange beasts which 2440
    in all tongues are call'd fools.
  • Jaques (lord). Good my lord, bid him welcome. This is the motley-minded
    gentleman that I have so often met in the forest. He hath been a
    courtier, he swears. 2445
  • Touchstone. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation.
    I have trod a measure; I have flatt'red a lady; I have been
    politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone
    three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought
    one. 2450
  • Touchstone. Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the
    seventh cause.
  • Jaques (lord). How seventh cause? Good my lord, like this fellow.
  • Duke. I like him very well. 2455
  • Touchstone. God 'ild you, sir; I desire you of the like. I press in
    here, sir, amongst the rest of the country copulatives, to swear
    and to forswear, according as marriage binds and blood breaks. A
    poor virgin, sir, an ill-favour'd thing, sir, but mine own; a
    poor humour of mine, sir, to take that that man else will. Rich 2460
    honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl
    in your foul oyster.
  • Duke. By my faith, he is very swift and sententious.
  • Touchstone. According to the fool's bolt, sir, and such dulcet
    diseases. 2465
  • Jaques (lord). But, for the seventh cause: how did you find the quarrel on
    the seventh cause?
  • Touchstone. Upon a lie seven times removed- bear your body more
    seeming, Audrey- as thus, sir. I did dislike the cut of a certain
    courtier's beard; he sent me word, if I said his beard was not 2470
    cut well, he was in the mind it was. This is call'd the Retort
    Courteous. If I sent 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 disabled my judgment.
    This is call'd the Reply Churlish. If again it was not well cut, 2475
    he would answer I spake not true. This is call'd the Reproof
    Valiant. If again it was not well cut, he would say I lie. This
    is call'd the Countercheck Quarrelsome. And so to the Lie
    Circumstantial and the Lie Direct.
  • Jaques (lord). And how oft did you say his beard was not well cut? 2480
  • Touchstone. I durst go no further than the Lie Circumstantial, nor
    he durst not give me the Lie Direct; and so we measur'd swords
    and parted.
  • Jaques (lord). Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie?
  • Touchstone. O, sir, we quarrel in print by the book, as you have 2485
    books for good manners. I will name you the degrees. The first,
    the Retort Courteous; the second, the Quip Modest; the third, the
    Reply Churlish; the fourth, the Reproof Valiant; the fifth, the
    Countercheck Quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with Circumstance;
    the seventh, the Lie Direct. All these you may avoid but the Lie 2490
    Direct; and you may avoid that too with an If. I knew when seven
    justices could not take up a quarrel; but when the parties were
    met themselves, one of them thought but of an If, as: 'If you
    said so, then I said so.' And they shook hands, and swore
    brothers. Your If is the only peace-maker; much virtue in If. 2495
  • Jaques (lord). Is not this a rare fellow, my lord?
    He's as good at any thing, and yet a fool.
  • Duke. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the
    presentation of that he shoots his wit.
    [Enter HYMEN, ROSALIND, and CELIA. Still MUSIC] 2500
    HYMEN. Then is there mirth in heaven,
    When earthly things made even
    Atone together.
    Good Duke, receive thy daughter;
    Hymen from heaven brought her, 2505
    Yea, brought her hither,
    That thou mightst join her hand with his,
    Whose heart within his bosom is.
  • Rosalind. [To DUKE] To you I give myself, for I am yours.
    [To ORLANDO] To you I give myself, for I am yours. 2510
  • Duke. If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter.
  • Orlando. If there be truth in sight, you are my Rosalind.
  • Phebe. If sight and shape be true,
    Why then, my love adieu!
  • Rosalind. I'll have no father, if you be not he; 2515
    I'll have no husband, if you be not he;
    Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she.
  • Hymen. Peace, ho! I bar confusion;
    'Tis I must make conclusion
    Of these most strange events. 2520
    Here's eight that must take hands
    To join in Hymen's bands,
    If truth holds true contents.
    You and you no cross shall part;
    You and you are heart in heart; 2525
    You to his love must accord,
    Or have a woman to your lord;
    You and you are sure together,
    As the winter to foul weather.
    Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing, 2530
    Feed yourselves with questioning,
    That reason wonder may diminish,
    How thus we met, and these things finish.
    Wedding is great Juno's crown; 2535
    O blessed bond of board and bed!
    'Tis Hymen peoples every town;
    High wedlock then be honoured.
    Honour, high honour, and renown,
    To Hymen, god of every town! 2540
  • Duke. O my dear niece, welcome thou art to me!
    Even daughter, welcome in no less degree.
  • Phebe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine;
    Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.
    Enter JAQUES DE BOYS 2545
  • Jaques (son). Let me have audience for a word or two.
    I am the second son of old Sir Rowland,
    That bring these tidings to this fair assembly.
    Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day
    Men of great worth resorted to this forest, 2550
    Address'd a mighty power; which were on foot,
    In his own conduct, purposely to take
    His brother here, and put him to the sword;
    And to the skirts of this wild wood he came,
    Where, meeting with an old religious man, 2555
    After some question with him, was converted
    Both from his enterprise and from the world;
    His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother,
    And all their lands restor'd to them again
    That were with him exil'd. This to be true 2560
    I do engage my life.
  • Duke. Welcome, young man.
    Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedding:
    To one, his lands withheld; and to the other,
    A land itself at large, a potent dukedom. 2565
    First, in this forest let us do those ends
    That here were well begun and well begot;
    And after, every of this happy number,
    That have endur'd shrewd days and nights with us,
    Shall share the good of our returned fortune, 2570
    According to the measure of their states.
    Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity,
    And fall into our rustic revelry.
    Play, music; and you brides and bridegrooms all,
    With measure heap'd in joy, to th' measures fall. 2575
  • Jaques (lord). Sir, by your patience. If I heard you rightly,
    The Duke hath put on a religious life,
    And thrown into neglect the pompous court.
  • Jaques (lord). To him will I. Out of these convertites 2580
    There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.
    [To DUKE] You to your former honour I bequeath;
    Your patience and your virtue well deserves it.
    [To ORLANDO] You to a love that your true faith doth merit;
    [To OLIVER] You to your land, and love, and great allies 2585
    [To SILVIUS] You to a long and well-deserved bed;
    [To TOUCHSTONE] And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage
    Is but for two months victuall'd.- So to your pleasures;
    I am for other than for dancing measures.
  • Duke. Stay, Jaques, stay. 2590
  • Jaques (lord). To see no pastime I. What you would have
    I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. Exit
  • Duke. Proceed, proceed. We will begin these rites,
    As we do trust they'll end, in true delights. [A dance] Exeunt EPILOGUE


  • Rosalind. It is not the fashion to see the lady the epilogue; but
    it is no more unhandsome than to see the lord the prologue. If it
    be true that good wine needs no bush, 'tis true that a good play
    needs no epilogue. Yet to good wine they do use good bushes; and
    good plays prove the better by the help of good epilogues. What a 2600
    case am I in then, that am neither a good epilogue, nor cannot
    insinuate with you in the behalf of a good play! I am not
    furnish'd like a beggar; therefore to beg will not become me. My
    way is to conjure you; and I'll begin with the women. I charge
    you, O women, for the love you bear to men, to like as much of 2605
    this play as please you; and I charge you, O men, for the love
    you bear to women- as I perceive by your simp'ring none of you
    hates them- that between you and the women the play may please.
    If I were a woman, I would kiss as many of you as had beards that
    pleas'd me, complexions that lik'd me, and breaths that I defied 2610
    not; and, I am sure, as many as have good beards, or good faces,
    or sweet breaths, will, for my kind offer, when I make curtsy,
    bid me farewell.