Touchstone verbally overpowers William, a rival for Audrey’s love.
Enter ⌜Touchstone⌝ and Audrey.
TOUCHSTONE2392
We shall find a time, Audrey. Patience, 2393gentle Audrey. AUDREY2394
Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the 2395old gentleman’s saying. TOUCHSTONE23965A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most 2397vile Martext. But Audrey, there is a youth here in 2398the forest lays claim to you. AUDREY2399
Ay, I know who ’tis. He hath no interest in me 2400in the world.
Enter William.
240110Here comes the man you mean. TOUCHSTONE2402
It is meat and drink to me to see a clown. 2403By my troth, we that have good wits have much to 2404answer for. We shall be flouting. We cannot hold. WILLIAM2405
Good ev’n, Audrey. AUDREY240615God gi’ good ev’n, William. WILLIAM, ⌜to Touchstone⌝2407
And good ev’n to you, sir. TOUCHSTONE2408
Good ev’n, gentle friend. Cover thy head, 2409cover thy head. Nay, prithee, be covered. How old 2410are you, friend? WILLIAM241120Five-and-twenty, sir. TOUCHSTONE2412
A ripe age. Is thy name William? WILLIAM2413
William, sir.
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TOUCHSTONE2414
A fair name. Wast born i’ th’ forest here? WILLIAM2415
Ay, sir, I thank God. TOUCHSTONE241625“Thank God.” A good answer. Art rich? WILLIAM2417
’Faith sir, so-so. TOUCHSTONE2418
“So-so” is good, very good, very excellent 2419good. And yet it is not: it is but so-so. Art thou wise? WILLIAM2420
Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit. TOUCHSTONE242130Why, thou sayst well. I do now remember 2422a saying: “The fool doth think he is wise, but the 2423wise man knows himself to be a fool.” The heathen 2424philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a grape, 2425would open his lips when he put it into his mouth, 242635meaning thereby that grapes were made to eat and 2427lips to open. You do love this maid? WILLIAM2428
I do, ⌜sir.⌝ TOUCHSTONE2429
Give me your hand. Art thou learned? WILLIAM2430
No, sir. TOUCHSTONE243140Then learn this of me: to have is to have. 2432For it is a figure in rhetoric that drink, being poured 2433out of a cup into a glass, by filling the one doth 2434empty the other. For all your writers do consent 2435that ipse is “he.” Now, you are not ipse, for I am he. WILLIAM243645Which he, sir? TOUCHSTONE2437
He, sir, that must marry this woman. 2438Therefore, you clown, abandon—which is in the 2439vulgar “leave”—the society—which in the boorish 2440is “company”—of this female—which in the common 244150is “woman”; which together is, abandon the 2442society of this female, or, clown, thou perishest; or, 2443to thy better understanding, diest; or, to wit, I kill 2444thee, make thee away, translate thy life into death, 2445thy liberty into bondage. I will deal in poison with 244655thee, or in bastinado, or in steel. I will bandy with 2447thee in faction. I will o’errun thee with ⌜policy.⌝ I 2448will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways. Therefore 2449tremble and depart.
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AUDREY2450
Do, good William. WILLIAM, ⌜to Touchstone⌝245160God rest you merry, sir. He exits.
Enter Corin.
CORIN2452
Our master and mistress seeks you. Come away, 2453away. TOUCHSTONE2454
Trip, Audrey, trip, Audrey.—I attend, I 2455attend. They exit.