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Act 4, scene 1
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As You Like It
Act 4, scene 1



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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

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Scene 1
Enter Rosalind as Ganymede, and Celia as Aliena,
and Jaques.

JAQUES I prithee, pretty youth, let me be better
 acquainted with thee.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede They say you are a melancholy
JAQUES 5I am so. I do love it better than laughing.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Those that are in extremity
 of either are abominable fellows and betray
 themselves to every modern censure worse than
JAQUES 10Why, ’tis good to be sad and say nothing.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Why then, ’tis good to be a
JAQUES I have neither the scholar’s melancholy, which
 is emulation; nor the musician’s, which is fantastical;
15 nor the courtier’s, which is proud; nor the
 soldier’s, which is ambitious; nor the lawyer’s,
 which is politic; nor the lady’s, which is nice; nor
 the lover’s, which is all these; but it is a melancholy
 of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted
20 from many objects, and indeed the sundry
 contemplation of my travels, in which my often
 rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede A traveller. By my faith, you

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 have great reason to be sad. I fear you have sold
25 your own lands to see other men’s. Then to have
 seen much and to have nothing is to have rich eyes
 and poor hands.
JAQUES Yes, I have gained my experience.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede And your experience makes
30 you sad. I had rather have a fool to make me merry
 than experience to make me sad—and to travel for
 it too.

Enter Orlando.

 Good day and happiness, dear Rosalind.
JAQUES Nay then, God be wi’ you, an you talk in blank
35 verse.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Farewell, Monsieur Traveller.
 Look you lisp and wear strange suits, disable all
 the benefits of your own country, be out of love with
 your nativity, and almost chide God for making you
40 that countenance you are, or I will scarce think you
 have swam in a gondola.
Jaques exits.
 Why, how now, Orlando, where have you been all
 this while? You a lover? An you serve me such
 another trick, never come in my sight more.
ORLANDO 45My fair Rosalind, I come within an hour of
 my promise.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Break an hour’s promise in
 love? He that will divide a minute into a thousand
 parts and break but a part of the thousand part of a
50 minute in the affairs of love, it may be said of him
 that Cupid hath clapped him o’ th’ shoulder, but I’ll
 warrant him heart-whole.
ORLANDO Pardon me, dear Rosalind.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Nay, an you be so tardy,

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55 come no more in my sight. I had as lief be wooed of
 a snail.
ORLANDO Of a snail?
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Ay, of a snail, for though he
 comes slowly, he carries his house on his head—a
60 better jointure, I think, than you make a woman.
 Besides, he brings his destiny with him.
ORLANDO What’s that?
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Why, horns, which such as
 you are fain to be beholding to your wives for. But
65 he comes armed in his fortune and prevents the
 slander of his wife.
ORLANDO Virtue is no hornmaker, and my Rosalind is
ROSALIND, as Ganymede And I am your Rosalind.
CELIA, as Aliena 70It pleases him to call you so, but he
 hath a Rosalind of a better leer than you.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede, to Orlando Come, woo me,
 woo me, for now I am in a holiday humor, and like
 enough to consent. What would you say to me now
75 an I were your very, very Rosalind?
ORLANDO I would kiss before I spoke.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Nay, you were better speak
 first, and when you were gravelled for lack of
 matter, you might take occasion to kiss. Very good
80 orators, when they are out, they will spit; and for
 lovers lacking—God warn us—matter, the cleanliest
 shift is to kiss.
ORLANDO How if the kiss be denied?
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Then she puts you to entreaty,
85 and there begins new matter.
ORLANDO Who could be out, being before his beloved
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Marry, that should you if I
 were your mistress, or I should think my honesty
90 ranker than my wit.

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ORLANDO What, of my suit?
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Not out of your apparel, and
 yet out of your suit. Am not I your Rosalind?
ORLANDO I take some joy to say you are because I
95 would be talking of her.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Well, in her person I say I
 will not have you.
ORLANDO Then, in mine own person I die.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede No, faith, die by attorney.
100 The poor world is almost six thousand years old,
 and in all this time there was not any man died in
 his own person, videlicet, in a love cause. Troilus
 had his brains dashed out with a Grecian club, yet
 he did what he could to die before, and he is one of
105 the patterns of love. Leander, he would have lived
 many a fair year though Hero had turned nun, if it
 had not been for a hot midsummer night, for, good
 youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont
 and, being taken with the cramp, was
110 drowned; and the foolish chroniclers of that age
 found it was Hero of Sestos. But these are all lies.
 Men have died from time to time and worms have
 eaten them, but not for love.
ORLANDO I would not have my right Rosalind of this
115 mind, for I protest her frown might kill me.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede By this hand, it will not kill a
 fly. But come; now I will be your Rosalind in a more
 coming-on disposition, and ask me what you will, I
 will grant it.
ORLANDO 120Then love me, Rosalind.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Yes, faith, will I, Fridays and
 Saturdays and all.
ORLANDO And wilt thou have me?
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Ay, and twenty such.
ORLANDO 125What sayest thou?

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ROSALIND, as Ganymede Are you not good?
ORLANDO I hope so.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Why then, can one desire
 too much of a good thing?—Come, sister, you shall
130 be the priest and marry us.—Give me your hand,
 Orlando.—What do you say, sister?
ORLANDO, to Celia Pray thee marry us.
CELIA, as Aliena I cannot say the words.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede You must begin “Will you,
135 Orlando—”
CELIA, as Aliena Go to.—Will you, Orlando, have to
 wife this Rosalind?
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Ay, but when?
ORLANDO 140Why now, as fast as she can marry us.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Then you must say “I take
 thee, Rosalind, for wife.”
ORLANDO I take thee, Rosalind, for wife.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede I might ask you for your
145 commission, but I do take thee, Orlando, for my
 husband. There’s a girl goes before the priest, and
 certainly a woman’s thought runs before her
ORLANDO So do all thoughts. They are winged.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede 150Now tell me how long you
 would have her after you have possessed her?
ORLANDO Forever and a day.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Say “a day” without the
 “ever.” No, no, Orlando, men are April when they
155 woo, December when they wed. Maids are May
 when they are maids, but the sky changes when
 they are wives. I will be more jealous of thee than a
 Barbary cock-pigeon over his hen, more clamorous
 than a parrot against rain, more newfangled than
160 an ape, more giddy in my desires than a monkey. I
 will weep for nothing, like Diana in the fountain,

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 and I will do that when you are disposed to be
 merry. I will laugh like a hyena, and that when thou
 art inclined to sleep.
ORLANDO 165But will my Rosalind do so?
ROSALIND, as Ganymede By my life, she will do as I
ORLANDO O, but she is wise.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Or else she could not have
170 the wit to do this. The wiser, the waywarder. Make
 the doors upon a woman’s wit, and it will out at the
 casement. Shut that, and ’twill out at the keyhole.
 Stop that, ’twill fly with the smoke out at the
ORLANDO 175A man that had a wife with such a wit, he
 might say “Wit, whither wilt?”
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Nay, you might keep that
 check for it till you met your wife’s wit going to
 your neighbor’s bed.
ORLANDO 180And what wit could wit have to excuse that?
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Marry, to say she came to
 seek you there. You shall never take her without her
 answer unless you take her without her tongue. O,
 that woman that cannot make her fault her husband’s
185 occasion, let her never nurse her child
 herself, for she will breed it like a fool.
ORLANDO For these two hours, Rosalind, I will leave
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Alas, dear love, I cannot lack
190 thee two hours.
ORLANDO I must attend the Duke at dinner. By two
 o’clock I will be with thee again.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Ay, go your ways, go your
 ways. I knew what you would prove. My friends told
195 me as much, and I thought no less. That flattering
 tongue of yours won me. ’Tis but one cast away, and
 so, come, death. Two o’clock is your hour?

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ORLANDO Ay, sweet Rosalind.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede By my troth, and in good
200 earnest, and so God mend me, and by all pretty
 oaths that are not dangerous, if you break one jot of
 your promise or come one minute behind your
 hour, I will think you the most pathetical break-promise,
 and the most hollow lover, and the most
205 unworthy of her you call Rosalind that may be
 chosen out of the gross band of the unfaithful.
 Therefore beware my censure, and keep your
ORLANDO With no less religion than if thou wert indeed
210 my Rosalind. So, adieu.
ROSALIND, as Ganymede Well, time is the old justice
 that examines all such offenders, and let time try.
Orlando exits.
CELIA You have simply misused our sex in your love-prate.
215 We must have your doublet and hose plucked
 over your head and show the world what the bird
 hath done to her own nest.
ROSALIND O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou
 didst know how many fathom deep I am in love. But
220 it cannot be sounded; my affection hath an
 unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.
CELIA Or rather bottomless, that as fast as you pour
 affection in, it runs out.
ROSALIND No, that same wicked bastard of Venus, that
225 was begot of thought, conceived of spleen, and born
 of madness, that blind rascally boy that abuses
 everyone’s eyes because his own are out, let him be
 judge how deep I am in love. I’ll tell thee, Aliena, I
 cannot be out of the sight of Orlando. I’ll go find a
230 shadow and sigh till he come.
CELIA And I’ll sleep.
They exit.