Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? he's as good at any thing, and yet a fool. Duke S. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that, he shoots his wit. Enter HYMEN, leading ROSALIND in woman's clothes; and CELIA. Still Musick. Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven, Good duke, receive thy daughter, That thou might'st join her hand with his, Ros. To you I give myself, for I am yours. To you I give myself, for I am yours. [To Duke S. [TO ORLANDO. Duke S. If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter. Orl. If there be truth in sight, you are my Ro salind. Phe. If sight and shape be true, Why then, my love adieu! Ros. I'll have no father, if you be not he : I'll have no husband, if you be not he : [To Duke S. [TO ORLANDO. Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion: "Tis I must make conclusion [TO PHEBE. Of these most strange events: If truth holds true contents.7 [To ORLANDO and ROSALIND. You and you are heart in heart: [To OLIVER and CELIA. You [To PHEBE] to his love must accord, You and you are sure together, [To TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY. As the winter to foul weather. Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing, Feed yourselves with questioning; How thus we met, and these things finish. SONG. Wedding is great Juno's crown; Duke S. O my dear niece, welcome thou art to me; Even daughter, welcome in no less degree. 7 Unless truth fails of veracity. Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine; Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.8 Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word, or two; I am the second son of old sir Rowland, Duke S. life. Welcome, young man ; To one, his lands with-held; and to the other, 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, $ Bind. According to the measure of their states. Play, musick; and you brides and bridegrooms all, 'With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall. Jaq. Sir, by your patience; If I heard you rightly, The duke hath put on a religious life, And thrown into neglect the pompous court? Jaq. To him will I: out of these convertites [To Duke S. Your patience, and your virtue, well deserves it :You [To ORLANDO] to a love, that your true faith doth merit : You [TO OLIVER] to your land, and love, and great allies : You [To SILVIUS] to a long and well deserved bed ; And you [To TOUCHSTONE] to wrangling; for thy loving voyage Is but for two months victual'd:-So to your plea sures; I am for other than for dancing measures. Duke S. Stay, Jaques, stay. Jaq. To see no pastime, I:-what you would have I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. [Exit. Duke S. Proceed, proceed: we will begin these rites, And we do trust they'll end, in true delights. [A dance. EPILOGUE. Ros. 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 case am I in then, epilogue, nor cannot in that am neither a good sinuate with you in the behalf of a good play? I am not furnished 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 this play as please them: and so I charge you, O men, for the love you bear to women, (as I perceive by your simpering, none of you hate 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 pleased me, complexions that liked me,' and breaths that I defied 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 curt'sy, bid me farewell. [Exeunt. 9 Dressed. That I liked. |