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    Act 5, Scene II

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    SCENE II. The forest.

    Enter ORLANDO and OLIVER
    ORLANDO
    Is't possible that on so little acquaintance you
    should like her? that but seeing you should love
    her? and loving woo? and, wooing, she should
    grant? and will you persever to enjoy her?

    OLIVER
    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.

    ORLANDO
    You have my consent. Let your wedding be to-morrow:
    thither will I invite the duke and all's contented
    followers. Go you and prepare Aliena; for look
    you, here comes my Rosalind.

    Enter ROSALIND

    ROSALIND
    God save you, brother.

    OLIVER
    And you, fair sister.

    Exit

    ROSALIND
    O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to see thee
    wear thy heart in a scarf!

    ORLANDO
    It is my arm.

    ROSALIND
    I thought thy heart had been wounded with the claws
    of a lion.

    ORLANDO
    Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady.

    ROSALIND
    Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to
    swoon when he showed me your handkerchief?

    ORLANDO
    Ay, and greater wonders than that.

    ROSALIND
    O, I know where you are: nay, 'tis true: there was
    never any thing so sudden but the fight of two rams
    and Caesar's thrasonical brag of 'I came, saw, and
    overcame:' for your brother and my sister no sooner
    met but they looked, no sooner looked but they
    loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner
    sighed but they asked one another the reason, no
    sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy;
    and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs
    to marriage which they will climb incontinent, or
    else be incontinent before marriage: they are in
    the very wrath of love and they will together; clubs
    cannot part them.

    ORLANDO
    They shall be married to-morrow, and I will bid the
    duke to the nuptial. But, O, how bitter a thing it
    is to look into happiness through another man's
    eyes! By so much the more shall I to-morrow be at
    the height of heart-heaviness, by how much I shall
    think my brother happy in having what he wishes for.

    ROSALIND
    Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve your turn for Rosalind?

    ORLANDO
    I can live no longer by thinking.

    ROSALIND
    I will weary you then no longer with idle talking.
    Know of me then, for now I speak to some purpose,
    that I know you are a gentleman of good conceit: I
    speak not this that you should bear a good opinion
    of my knowledge, insomuch I say I know you are;
    neither do I labour for a greater esteem than may in
    some little measure draw a belief from you, to do
    yourself good and not to grace me. Believe then, if
    you please, that I can do strange things: I have,
    since I was three year old, conversed with a
    magician, most profound in his art and yet not
    damnable. If you do love Rosalind so near the heart
    as your gesture cries it out, when your brother
    marries Aliena, shall you marry her: I know into
    what straits of fortune she is driven; and it is
    not impossible to me, if it appear not inconvenient
    to you, to set her before your eyes tomorrow human
    as she is and without any danger.

    ORLANDO
    Speakest thou in sober meanings?

    ROSALIND
    By my life, I do; which I tender dearly, though I
    say I am a magician. Therefore, put you in your
    best array: bid your friends; for if you will be
    married to-morrow, you shall, and to Rosalind, if you will.

    Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE

    Look, here comes a lover of mine and a lover of hers.

    PHEBE
    Youth, you have done me much ungentleness,
    To show the letter that I writ to you.

    ROSALIND
    I care not if I have: it is my study
    To seem despiteful and ungentle to you:
    You are there followed by a faithful shepherd;
    Look upon him, love him; he worships you.

    PHEBE
    Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love.

    SILVIUS
    It is to be all made of sighs and tears;
    And so am I for Phebe.

    PHEBE
    And I for Ganymede.

    ORLANDO
    And I for Rosalind.

    ROSALIND
    And I for no woman.

    SILVIUS
    It is to be all made of faith and service;
    And so am I for Phebe.

    PHEBE
    And I for Ganymede.

    ORLANDO
    And I for Rosalind.

    ROSALIND
    And I for no woman.

    SILVIUS
    It is to be all made of fantasy,
    All made of passion and all made of wishes,
    All adoration, duty, and observance,
    All humbleness, all patience and impatience,
    All purity, all trial, all observance;
    And so am I for Phebe.

    PHEBE
    And so am I for Ganymede.

    ORLANDO
    And so am I for Rosalind.

    ROSALIND
    And so am I for no woman.

    PHEBE
    If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

    SILVIUS
    If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

    ORLANDO
    If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

    ROSALIND
    Who do you speak to, 'Why blame you me to love you?'

    ORLANDO
    To her that is not here, nor doth not hear.

    ROSALIND
    Pray you, no more of this; 'tis like the howling
    of Irish wolves against the moon.

    To SILVIUS

    I will help you, if I can:

    To PHEBE

    I would love you, if I could. To-morrow meet me all together.

    To PHEBE

    I will marry you, if ever I marry woman, and I'll be
    married to-morrow:

    To ORLANDO

    I will satisfy you, if ever I satisfied man, and you
    shall be married to-morrow:

    To SILVIUS

    I will content you, if what pleases you contents
    you, and you shall be married to-morrow.

    To ORLANDO

    As you love Rosalind, meet:

    To SILVIUS

    as you love Phebe, meet: and as I love no woman,
    I'll meet. So fare you well: I have left you commands.

    SILVIUS
    I'll not fail, if I live.

    PHEBE
    Nor I.

    ORLANDO
    Nor I.

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