As You Like It

by William Shakespeare


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Act V, Scene I: The Forest of Arden


[Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY.]

TOUCHSTONE We shall find a time, Audrey; patience, gentle Audrey.

AUDREY Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the old gentleman's saying.

TOUCHSTONE A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile Martext. But, Audrey, there is a youth here in the forest lays claim to you.

AUDREY Ay, I know who 'tis: he hath no interest in me in the world: here comes the man you mean. [Enter WILLIAM.] TOUCHSTONE It is meat and drink to me to see a clown: By my troth, we that have good wits have much to answer for; we shall be flouting; we cannot hold.

WILLIAM Good even, Audrey.

AUDREY God ye good even, William.

WILLIAM And good even to you, sir.

TOUCHSTONE Good even, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover thy head; nay, pr'ythee, be covered. How old are you, friend?

WILLIAM Five and twenty, sir.

TOUCHSTONE A ripe age. Is thy name William?

WILLIAM William, sir.

TOUCHSTONE A fair name. Wast born i' the forest here?

WILLIAM Ay, sir, I thank God.

TOUCHSTONE "Thank God;"β€”a good answer. Art rich?

WILLIAM Faith, sir, so-so.

TOUCHSTONE "So-so" is good, very good, very excellent good:β€”and yet it is not; it is but so-so. Art thou wise?

WILLIAM Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit.

TOUCHSTONE Why, thou say'st well. I do now remember a saying; "The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool." The heathen philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a grape, would open his lips when he put it into his mouth; meaning thereby that grapes were made to eat and lips to open. You do love this maid?

WILLIAM I do, sir.

TOUCHSTONE Give me your hand. Art thou learnèd?

WILLIAM No, sir.

TOUCHSTONE Then learn this of me:β€”to have is to have; for it is a figure in rhetoric that drink, being poured out of cup into a glass, by filling the one doth empty the other; for all your writers do consent that ipse is he; now, you are not ipse, for I am he.

WILLIAM Which he, sir?

TOUCHSTONE He, sir, that must marry this woman. Therefore, you clown, abandon,β€”which is in the vulgar, leave,β€”the society,β€”which in the boorish is company,β€”of this female,β€”which in the common is woman,β€”which together is abandon the society of this female; or, clown, thou perishest; or, to thy better understanding, diest; or, to wit, I kill thee, make thee away, translate thy life into death, thy liberty into bondage: I will deal in poison with thee, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will bandy with thee in faction; will o'er-run thee with policy; I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways; therefore tremble and depart.

AUDREY Do, good William.

WILLIAM God rest you merry, sir.

[Exit.]

[Enter CORIN.]

CORIN Our master and mistress seek you; come away, away!

TOUCHSTONE Trip, Audrey, trip, Audrey;β€”I attend, I attend.

[Exeunt.]

 

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