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ROSALIND. Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am in a holiday humour, and like enough to consent.--What
would you say to me now, an I were your very very Rosalind?
ORLANDO. I would kiss before I spoke.
ROSALIND. Nay, you were better speak first; and when you were gravelled for lack of matter, you might
take occasion to kiss. Very good 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. Then she puts you to entreaty, and there begins new matter.
ORLANDO. Who could be out, being before his beloved mistress?
ROSALIND. Marry, that should you, if I were your mistress; or I should think my honesty ranker than my
wit.
ORLANDO. What, of my suit?
ROSALIND. 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 would be talking of her.
ROSALIND. Well, in her person, I say I will not have you.
ORLANDO. Then, in mine own person, I die.
ROSALIND. No, faith, die by attorney. 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 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
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 mind; for, I protest, her frown might kill me.
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ROSALIND. 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. Then love me, Rosalind.
ROSALIND. Yes, faith, will I, Fridays and Saturdays, and all.
ORLANDO. And wilt thou have me?
ROSALIND. Ay, and twenty such.
ORLANDO. What sayest thou?
ROSALIND. Are you not good?
ORLANDO. I hope so.
ROSALIND. Why then, can one desire too much of a good thing?--Come, sister, you shall be the priest, and
marry us.--Give me your hand, Orlando:--What do you say, sister?
ORLANDO. Pray thee, marry us.
CELIA. I cannot say the words.
ROSALIND. You must begin,--'Will you, Orlando'--
CELIA. Go to:--Will you, Orlando, have to wife this Rosalind?
ORLANDO. I will.
ROSALIND. Ay, but when?
ORLANDO. Why, now; as fast as she can marry us.
ROSALIND. Then you must say,--'I take thee, Rosalind, for wife.'
ORLANDO. I take thee, Rosalind, for wife.
ROSALIND. I might ask you for your 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 actions.
ORLANDO. So do all thoughts; they are winged.
ROSALIND. Now tell me how long you would have her, after you have possessed her.
ORLANDO. For ever and a day.
ROSALIND. Say "a day," without the "ever." No, no, Orlando: men are April when they 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
new-fangled than an ape; more giddy in my desires than a monkey: I will weep for nothing, like Diana in the
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fountain, and I will do that when you are disposed to be merry; I will laugh like a hyen, and that when thou
are inclined to sleep.
ORLANDO. But will my Rosalind do so?
ROSALIND. By my life, she will do as I do.
ORLANDO. O, but she is wise.
ROSALIND. Or else she could not have 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 it will out at the keyhole; stop that, 'twill fly with
the smoke out at the chimney.
ORLANDO. A man that had a wife with such a wit, he might say,--'Wit, whither wilt?'
ROSALIND. Nay, you might keep that check for it, till you met your wife's wit going to your neighbour's
bed.
ORLANDO. And what wit could wit have to excuse that?
ROSALIND. 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 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 thee.
ROSALIND. Alas, dear love, I cannot lack thee two hours!
ORLANDO. I must attend the duke at dinner; by two o'clock I will be with thee again.
ROSALIND. Ay, go your ways, go your ways; I knew what you would prove; my friends told me as much,
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