List iconAs You Like It:
Act 1, scene 3
List icon

As You Like It
Act 1, scene 3



Characters in the Play

Entire Play

In As You Like It, witty words and romance play out against the disputes of divided pairs of brothers. Orlando’s older…

Act 1, scene 1

Orlando demands that his elder brother Oliver give him part of the money left by their father. Oliver decides to…

Act 1, scene 2

Orlando wins the wrestling match and, at the same time, wins the heart of Rosalind, daughter of the legitimate duke,…

Act 1, scene 3

Duke Frederick suddenly decides to banish Rosalind. His daughter Celia, determined to go with Rosalind into exile, suggests that they…

Act 2, scene 1

In the Forest of Arden, the banished duke (Duke Senior) and the courtiers who share his exile discuss their life…

Act 2, scene 2

Duke Frederick, discovering Celia’s disappearance, suspects Orlando. He sends servants to bring Orlando to court.

Act 2, scene 3

Orlando learns from Adam, an old servant, that Oliver plans to kill Orlando. Adam and Orlando decide to go in…

Act 2, scene 4

Rosalind, Celia, and Touchstone reach the Forest of Arden. Rosalind is in disguise as a boy named Ganymede and Celia…

Act 2, scene 5

Amiens’ song celebrating life in the woods is mocked by Jaques’ parody of the song.

Act 2, scene 6

Orlando leaves Adam, near starvation, under a tree and goes off determined to find food.

Act 2, scene 7

As Duke Senior and his companions sit down to eat, Orlando enters, demanding food. Welcomed by the duke, he brings…

Act 3, scene 1

Duke Frederick gives Oliver one year to produce Orlando. In the interim, he seizes Oliver’s lands.

Act 3, scene 2

Orlando hangs poems in praise of Rosalind on trees in the forest, where Rosalind and Celia find them. In disguise…

Act 3, scene 3

Touchstone, desiring a goat-keeper named Audrey, has arranged for a country priest to marry them in the woods. Jaques persuades…

Act 3, scene 4

Corin invites “Ganymede” and “Aliena” to observe the lovelorn Silvius as Silvius courts the disdainful Phoebe.

Act 3, scene 5

“Ganymede” intervenes to try to help Silvius prevail over Phoebe and win her love. Instead, Phoebe falls in love with…

Act 4, scene 1

Rosalind, as Ganymede, pretends to be Rosalind while Orlando courts her. With Celia as priest, they go through the beginning…

Act 4, scene 2

Duke Senior’s courtiers celebrate their having killed a deer.

Act 4, scene 3

Phoebe sends “Ganymede” a letter offering herself in marriage. As Rosalind and Celia wait for Orlando, they learn that he…

Act 5, scene 1

Touchstone verbally overpowers William, a rival for Audrey’s love.

Act 5, scene 2

Orlando, envious that his brother Oliver and “Aliena,” having fallen in love, plan to be married immediately, tells “Ganymede” how…

Act 5, scene 3

Touchstone and Audrey listen while two pages sing.

Act 5, scene 4

In the presence of Duke Senior and his lords, “Ganymede” reminds Orlando, Silvius, and Phoebe of their promises. “He” and…

Act 5, epilogue

Include links to:

Quill icon
Scene 3
Enter Celia and Rosalind.

CELIA Why, cousin! Why, Rosalind! Cupid have mercy,
 not a word?
ROSALIND Not one to throw at a dog.
CELIA No, thy words are too precious to be cast away
5 upon curs. Throw some of them at me. Come, lame
 me with reasons.
ROSALIND Then there were two cousins laid up, when
 the one should be lamed with reasons, and the
 other mad without any.

As You Like It
ACT 1. SC. 3

CELIA 10But is all this for your father?
ROSALIND No, some of it is for my child’s father. O,
 how full of briers is this working-day world!
CELIA They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in
 holiday foolery. If we walk not in the trodden paths,
15 our very petticoats will catch them.
ROSALIND I could shake them off my coat. These burs
 are in my heart.
CELIA Hem them away.
ROSALIND I would try, if I could cry “hem” and have
20 him.
CELIA Come, come, wrestle with thy affections.
ROSALIND O, they take the part of a better wrestler
 than myself.
CELIA O, a good wish upon you. You will try in time, in
25 despite of a fall. But turning these jests out of
 service, let us talk in good earnest. Is it possible on
 such a sudden you should fall into so strong a liking
 with old Sir Rowland’s youngest son?
ROSALIND The Duke my father loved his father dearly.
CELIA 30Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his
 son dearly? By this kind of chase I should hate him,
 for my father hated his father dearly. Yet I hate not
ROSALIND No, faith, hate him not, for my sake.
CELIA 35Why should I not? Doth he not deserve well?
ROSALIND Let me love him for that, and do you love
 him because I do.

Enter Duke Frederick with Lords.

 Look, here comes the Duke.
CELIA With his eyes full of anger.
DUKE FREDERICK, to Rosalind 
40 Mistress, dispatch you with your safest haste,
 And get you from our court.
ROSALIND Me, uncle?

As You Like It
ACT 1. SC. 3

 Within these ten days if that thou beest found
45 So near our public court as twenty miles,
 Thou diest for it.
ROSALIND  I do beseech your Grace,
 Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me.
 If with myself I hold intelligence
50 Or have acquaintance with mine own desires,
 If that I do not dream or be not frantic—
 As I do trust I am not—then, dear uncle,
 Never so much as in a thought unborn
 Did I offend your Highness.
DUKE FREDERICK 55 Thus do all traitors.
 If their purgation did consist in words,
 They are as innocent as grace itself.
 Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not.
 Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor.
60 Tell me whereon the likelihood depends.
 Thou art thy father’s daughter. There’s enough.
 So was I when your Highness took his dukedom.
 So was I when your Highness banished him.
 Treason is not inherited, my lord,
65 Or if we did derive it from our friends,
 What’s that to me? My father was no traitor.
 Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much
 To think my poverty is treacherous.
CELIA Dear sovereign, hear me speak.
70 Ay, Celia, we stayed her for your sake;
 Else had she with her father ranged along.
 I did not then entreat to have her stay.
 It was your pleasure and your own remorse.

As You Like It
ACT 1. SC. 3

 I was too young that time to value her,
75 But now I know her. If she be a traitor,
 Why, so am I. We still have slept together,
 Rose at an instant, learned, played, eat together,
 And, wheresoe’er we went, like Juno’s swans
 Still we went coupled and inseparable.
80 She is too subtle for thee, and her smoothness,
 Her very silence, and her patience
 Speak to the people, and they pity her.
 Thou art a fool. She robs thee of thy name,
 And thou wilt show more bright and seem more
85 virtuous
 When she is gone. Then open not thy lips.
 Firm and irrevocable is my doom
 Which I have passed upon her. She is banished.
 Pronounce that sentence then on me, my liege.
90 I cannot live out of her company.
 You are a fool.—You, niece, provide yourself.
 If you outstay the time, upon mine honor
 And in the greatness of my word, you die.
Duke and Lords exit.
 O my poor Rosalind, whither wilt thou go?
95 Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee mine.
 I charge thee, be not thou more grieved than I am.
ROSALIND I have more cause.
CELIA Thou hast not, cousin.
 Prithee, be cheerful. Know’st thou not the Duke
100 Hath banished me, his daughter?
ROSALIND  That he hath not.
 No, hath not? Rosalind lacks then the love
 Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one.

As You Like It
ACT 1. SC. 3

 Shall we be sundered? Shall we part, sweet girl?
105 No, let my father seek another heir.
 Therefore devise with me how we may fly,
 Whither to go, and what to bear with us,
 And do not seek to take your change upon you,
 To bear your griefs yourself and leave me out.
110 For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale,
 Say what thou canst, I’ll go along with thee.
ROSALIND Why, whither shall we go?
 To seek my uncle in the Forest of Arden.
 Alas, what danger will it be to us,
115 Maids as we are, to travel forth so far?
 Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
 I’ll put myself in poor and mean attire,
 And with a kind of umber smirch my face.
 The like do you. So shall we pass along
120 And never stir assailants.
ROSALIND  Were it not better,
 Because that I am more than common tall,
 That I did suit me all points like a man?
 A gallant curtal-ax upon my thigh,
125 A boar-spear in my hand, and in my heart
 Lie there what hidden woman’s fear there will,
 We’ll have a swashing and a martial outside—
 As many other mannish cowards have
 That do outface it with their semblances.
130 What shall I call thee when thou art a man?
 I’ll have no worse a name than Jove’s own page,
 And therefore look you call me Ganymede.
 But what will you be called?

As You Like It
ACT 1. SC. 3

 Something that hath a reference to my state:
135 No longer Celia, but Aliena.
 But, cousin, what if we assayed to steal
 The clownish fool out of your father’s court?
 Would he not be a comfort to our travel?
 He’ll go along o’er the wide world with me.
140 Leave me alone to woo him. Let’s away
 And get our jewels and our wealth together,
 Devise the fittest time and safest way
 To hide us from pursuit that will be made
 After my flight. Now go we in content
145 To liberty, and not to banishment.
They exit.