Ros. I've promis'd to make all this matter even.

Keep you your word, O Duke, to give your daughter:
You
yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:
Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me,
Or elfe, refufing me, to wed this fhepherd:
Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her,
If the refufe me; and from thence I go

To make thefe doubts all even.

[Exeunt Rof. and Celia.

DUKE fen. I do remember in this shepherd boy

Some lively touches of my daughter's favour.

ORLA. My lord, the first time that I ever faw him,
Methought he was a brother to your daughter;
But, my good lord, this boy is forest born,
And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
Of many desperate ftudies by his uncle;
Whom he reports to be a great magician,
Obfcured in the circle of this foreft.

SCENE VI.

Enter Clown and Audrey.

JAQ There is fure another flood toward, and thefe couples are coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of very ftrange beafts, which in all tongues are called fools.

CLO. Salutation, and greeting to you all!

JAQ. Good, my lord, bid him welcome. This is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have fo often met in the foreft: he hath been a courtier, he fwears.

CLO. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered a lady; I have been politick with my friend, fmooth with mine enemy; I have undone three taylors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.

JAQ. And how was that ta'en up?

CLO. 'Faith, we met; and found, the quarrel was not upon the feventh caufe.

JAQ How the seventh cause?-Good my lord, like this fellow.

DUKE fen. I like him very well.

CLO. God'ild you, Sir, I defire of you the like: 1 prefs in here, Sir, among the rest of the country copulatives, to fwear, and to forfwear, according as marriage binds, and blood breaks-a poor virgin, Sir, an ill-favour'd thing, Sir, but mine own-a poor humour of mine, Sir, to take that no man elfe will. Rich honefty dwells like a mifer, Sir, in a poor house; as your pearl, in your foul oyster.

DUKE fen. By my faith, he is very fwift and fententious. CLO. According to the fool's bolt, Sir, and fuch dulcet diseases.

JAQ. But, for the feventh caufe; how did you find the quarrel on the feventh caufe?

CLO. Upon a lye seven times removed; (bear your body more feeming, Audrey) as thus, Sir; I did diflike the cut of a certain courtier's beard; he fent me word, if I faid his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was. This is called the Retort Courteous. If I fent him word again, it was not well cut, he would fend me word, he cut it to please himself. This is call'd the Quip Modeft. If again, it was not well cut, he disabled my judgment. This is call'd the Reply Churlish. If again, it was not well cut, he would anfwer, I fpake not true. This is call'd the Reproof Valiant. If again, it was not well cut, he would say, I lye. This is call'd the Countercheck Quarrellome; and fo, the Lye Circumftantial, and the Lye Direct.

JAQ And how oft did you say, his beard was not well cut?

CLO. I durft go no further than the Lye Circumftantial; nor he durft not give me the Lye Direct, and so we meafur'd fwords and parted.

JAQ. Can you nominate now in order the degrees of the lye?

CLO. O Sir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have books for good manners. I will name you the degrees. The firft, the Retort Courteous; the second, the Quip Modeft; the third, the Reply Churlish; the fourth, the Reproof Valiant; the fifth, the Countercheck Quarrelfome; the fixth, the Lye with Circumftance; the feventh, the Lye Direct. All these you may avoid, but the Lye Direct; and you may avoid that too, with an If. I knew, when feven justices could not take up a quarrel; but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If; as, if you faid fo, then I said fo; and they fhook hands, and fwore brothers. Your If is the only peace-maker; much virtue in If.

JAQ. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? he's good at any thing, and yet a fool.

DUKE sen. He uses his folly like a stalking horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.

SCENE VII.

Enter Hymen, Rofalind in woman's cloaths, and Celia. STILL MUSICK.

HYM. Then is there mirth in heav'n,

When earthly things made even

Atone together.

Good duke receive thy daughter,

Hymen from heaven brought her,

Yea, brought her hither:

That thou might'st join her hand with his,
Whose heart within his bofom is.

Ros. To you I give myfelf; for I am yours. [To the duke. To you I give myself; for I am yours.

[To Orlando. DUKE fen. If there be truth in fight, you are my daughter.

ORLA. If there be truth in fight, you àre
PHE. If fight and shape be true,

Why, then my love adieu!

my Rofalind.

Ros. I'll have no father, if you be not he.

[To the duke.

[To Orlando.

[To Phebe.

I'll have no husband, if you be not he.

Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she.
HYм. Peace, hoa! I bar confufion :
'Tis I must make conclufion

Of these most strange events:
Here's eight that must take hands,
To join in Hymen's bands,

[To Orla. and Rof. [To Oli. and Cel.

If truth holds true contents.
You and you no cross shall part;
You and you are heart in heart;
You to his love must accord,
Or have a woman to your lord.
You and you are fure together;
As the winter to foul weather:
Whiles a wedlock-hymn we fing,
Feed yourselves with questioning:
That reason wonder may diminish,
How thus we meet, and these things finish.

[To Phebe.

[To the Clo. and Aud.

SONG.

Wedding is great Juno's crown,
O blessed bond of board and bed!
"Tis Hymen peoples every town,
High wedlock then be honoured:
Honour, high, honour and renown
To Hymen, god of every town!

DUKE fen. O my dear niece, welcome thou art to me, Ev'n daughter-welcome, in no lefs degree.

PHE. I will not eat my word-now thou art mine, Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.

SCENE VIII.

Enter Jaques de Boys.

JAQ. DE B. Let me have audience for a word or two

I am the fecond fon of old Sir Rowland,

That brings these tidings to this fair assembly.
Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day
Men of great worth reforted to this forest,
Addrefs'd a mighty power, which were on foot
In his own conduct purposely to take
His brother here, and put him to the sword:
And to the skirts of this wild wood he came,
Where meeting with an old religious man,
After fome question with him, was converted
Both from his enterprize, and from the world;
His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother,
And all their lands reftor'd to them again,
That were with him exil'd. This to be true,
I do engage my life.

DUKE fen. Welcome, young man;