Rosalind, as Ganymede, pretends to be Rosalind while Orlando courts her. With Celia as priest, they go through the beginning of a wedding ceremony.
Enter Rosalind ⌜as Ganymede,⌝ and Celia ⌜as Aliena,⌝ and Jaques.
JAQUES1949
I prithee, pretty youth, let me ⌜be⌝ better 1950acquainted with thee. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝1951
They say you are a melancholy 1952fellow. JAQUES19535I am so. I do love it better than laughing. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝1954
Those that are in extremity 1955of either are abominable fellows and betray 1956themselves to every modern censure worse than 1957drunkards. JAQUES195810Why, ’tis good to be sad and say nothing. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝1959
Why then, ’tis good to be a 1960post. JAQUES1961
I have neither the scholar’s melancholy, which 1962is emulation; nor the musician’s, which is fantastical; 196315nor the courtier’s, which is proud; nor the 1964soldier’s, which is ambitious; nor the lawyer’s, 1965which is politic; nor the lady’s, which is nice; nor 1966the lover’s, which is all these; but it is a melancholy 1967of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted 196820from many objects, and indeed the sundry 1969contemplation of my travels, in which ⌜my⌝ often 1970rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝1971
A traveller. By my faith, you
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1972have great reason to be sad. I fear you have sold 197325your own lands to see other men’s. Then to have 1974seen much and to have nothing is to have rich eyes 1975and poor hands. JAQUES1976
Yes, I have gained my experience. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝1977
And your experience makes 197830you sad. I had rather have a fool to make me merry 1979than experience to make me sad—and to travel for 1980it too.
Enter Orlando.
ORLANDO 1981Good day and happiness, dear Rosalind. JAQUES1982
Nay then, God be wi’ you, an you talk in blank 198335verse. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝1984
Farewell, Monsieur Traveller. 1985Look you lisp and wear strange suits, disable all 1986the benefits of your own country, be out of love with 1987your nativity, and almost chide God for making you 198840that countenance you are, or I will scarce think you 1989have swam in a gondola. ⌜Jaques exits.⌝ 1990Why, how now, Orlando, where have you been all 1991this while? You a lover? An you serve me such 1992another trick, never come in my sight more. ORLANDO199345My fair Rosalind, I come within an hour of 1994my promise. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝1995
Break an hour’s promise in 1996love? He that will divide a minute into a thousand 1997parts and break but a part of the thousand part of a 199850minute in the affairs of love, it may be said of him 1999that Cupid hath clapped him o’ th’ shoulder, but I’ll 2000warrant him heart-whole. ORLANDO2001
Pardon me, dear Rosalind. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2002
Nay, an you be so tardy,
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200355come no more in my sight. I had as lief be wooed of 2004a snail. ORLANDO2005
Of a snail? ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2006
Ay, of a snail, for though he 2007comes slowly, he carries his house on his head—a 200860better jointure, I think, than you make a woman. 2009Besides, he brings his destiny with him. ORLANDO2010
What’s that? ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2011
Why, horns, which such as 2012you are fain to be beholding to your wives for. But 201365he comes armed in his fortune and prevents the 2014slander of his wife. ORLANDO2015
Virtue is no hornmaker, and my Rosalind is 2016virtuous. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2017
And I am your Rosalind. CELIA, ⌜as Aliena⌝201870It pleases him to call you so, but he 2019hath a Rosalind of a better leer than you. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede, to Orlando⌝2020
Come, woo me, 2021woo me, for now I am in a holiday humor, and like 2022enough to consent. What would you say to me now 202375an I were your very, very Rosalind? ORLANDO2024
I would kiss before I spoke. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2025
Nay, you were better speak 2026first, and when you were gravelled for lack of 2027matter, you might take occasion to kiss. Very good 202880orators, when they are out, they will spit; and for 2029lovers lacking—God warn us—matter, the cleanliest 2030shift is to kiss. ORLANDO2031
How if the kiss be denied? ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2032
Then she puts you to entreaty, 203385and there begins new matter. ORLANDO2034
Who could be out, being before his beloved 2035mistress? ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2036
Marry, that should you if I 2037were your mistress, or I should think my honesty 203890ranker than my wit.
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ORLANDO2039
What, of my suit? ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2040
Not out of your apparel, and 2041yet out of your suit. Am not I your Rosalind? ORLANDO2042
I take some joy to say you are because I 204395would be talking of her. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2044
Well, in her person I say I 2045will not have you. ORLANDO2046
Then, in mine own person I die. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2047
No, faith, die by attorney. 2048100The poor world is almost six thousand years old, 2049and in all this time there was not any man died in 2050his own person, videlicet, in a love cause. Troilus 2051had his brains dashed out with a Grecian club, yet 2052he did what he could to die before, and he is one of 2053105the patterns of love. Leander, he would have lived 2054many a fair year though Hero had turned nun, if it 2055had not been for a hot midsummer night, for, good 2056youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont 2057and, being taken with the cramp, was 2058110drowned; and the foolish chroniclers of that age 2059found it was Hero of Sestos. But these are all lies. 2060Men have died from time to time and worms have 2061eaten them, but not for love. ORLANDO2062
I would not have my right Rosalind of this 2063115mind, for I protest her frown might kill me. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2064
By this hand, it will not kill a 2065fly. But come; now I will be your Rosalind in a more 2066coming-on disposition, and ask me what you will, I 2067will grant it. ORLANDO2068120Then love me, Rosalind. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2069
Yes, faith, will I, Fridays and 2070Saturdays and all. ORLANDO2071
And wilt thou have me? ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2072
Ay, and twenty such. ORLANDO2073125What sayest thou?
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ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2074
Are you not good? ORLANDO2075
I hope so. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2076
Why then, can one desire 2077too much of a good thing?—Come, sister, you shall 2078130be the priest and marry us.—Give me your hand, 2079Orlando.—What do you say, sister? ORLANDO, ⌜to Celia⌝2080
Pray thee marry us. CELIA, ⌜as Aliena⌝2081
I cannot say the words. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2082
You must begin “Will you, 2083135Orlando—” CELIA, ⌜as Aliena⌝2084
Go to.—Will you, Orlando, have to 2085wife this Rosalind? ORLANDO2086
I will. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2087
Ay, but when? ORLANDO2088140Why now, as fast as she can marry us. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2089
Then you must say “I take 2090thee, Rosalind, for wife.” ORLANDO2091
I take thee, Rosalind, for wife. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2092
I might ask you for your 2093145commission, but I do take thee, Orlando, for my 2094husband. There’s a girl goes before the priest, and 2095certainly a woman’s thought runs before her 2096actions. ORLANDO2097
So do all thoughts. They are winged. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2098150Now tell me how long you 2099would have her after you have possessed her? ORLANDO2100
Forever and a day. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2101
Say “a day” without the 2102“ever.” No, no, Orlando, men are April when they 2103155woo, December when they wed. Maids are May 2104when they are maids, but the sky changes when 2105they are wives. I will be more jealous of thee than a 2106Barbary cock-pigeon over his hen, more clamorous 2107than a parrot against rain, more newfangled than 2108160an ape, more giddy in my desires than a monkey. I 2109will weep for nothing, like Diana in the fountain,
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2110and I will do that when you are disposed to be 2111merry. I will laugh like a hyena, and that when thou 2112art inclined to sleep. ORLANDO2113165But will my Rosalind do so? ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2114
By my life, she will do as I 2115do. ORLANDO2116
O, but she is wise. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2117
Or else she could not have 2118170the wit to do this. The wiser, the waywarder. Make 2119the doors upon a woman’s wit, and it will out at the 2120casement. Shut that, and ’twill out at the keyhole. 2121Stop that, ’twill fly with the smoke out at the 2122chimney. ORLANDO2123175A man that had a wife with such a wit, he 2124might say “Wit, whither wilt?” ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2125
Nay, you might keep that 2126check for it till you met your wife’s wit going to 2127your neighbor’s bed. ORLANDO2128180And what wit could wit have to excuse that? ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2129
Marry, to say she came to 2130seek you there. You shall never take her without her 2131answer unless you take her without her tongue. O, 2132that woman that cannot make her fault her husband’s 2133185occasion, let her never nurse her child 2134herself, for she will breed it like a fool. ORLANDO2135
For these two hours, Rosalind, I will leave 2136thee. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2137
Alas, dear love, I cannot lack 2138190thee two hours. ORLANDO2139
I must attend the Duke at dinner. By two 2140o’clock I will be with thee again. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2141
Ay, go your ways, go your 2142ways. I knew what you would prove. My friends told 2143195me as much, and I thought no less. That flattering 2144tongue of yours won me. ’Tis but one cast away, and 2145so, come, death. Two o’clock is your hour?
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ORLANDO2146
Ay, sweet Rosalind. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2147
By my troth, and in good 2148200earnest, and so God mend me, and by all pretty 2149oaths that are not dangerous, if you break one jot of 2150your promise or come one minute behind your 2151hour, I will think you the most pathetical break-promise, 2152and the most hollow lover, and the most 2153205unworthy of her you call Rosalind that may be 2154chosen out of the gross band of the unfaithful. 2155Therefore beware my censure, and keep your 2156promise. ORLANDO2157
With no less religion than if thou wert indeed 2158210my Rosalind. So, adieu. ROSALIND, ⌜as Ganymede⌝2159
Well, time is the old justice 2160that examines all such offenders, and let time try. 2161Adieu. ⌜Orlando⌝ exits. CELIA2162
You have simply misused our sex in your love-prate. 2163215We must have your doublet and hose plucked 2164over your head and show the world what the bird 2165hath done to her own nest. ROSALIND2166
O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou 2167didst know how many fathom deep I am in love. But 2168220it cannot be sounded; my affection hath an 2169unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal. CELIA2170
Or rather bottomless, that as fast as you pour 2171affection in, ⌜it⌝ runs out. ROSALIND2172
No, that same wicked bastard of Venus, that 2173225was begot of thought, conceived of spleen, and born 2174of madness, that blind rascally boy that abuses 2175everyone’s eyes because his own are out, let him be 2176judge how deep I am in love. I’ll tell thee, Aliena, I 2177cannot be out of the sight of Orlando. I’ll go find a 2178230shadow and sigh till he come. CELIA2179
And I’ll sleep. They exit.