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Clo. Salutation and greeting to you all!
Faq. Good my lord, bid him welcome : This is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have so often met in the forest : he hath been a courtier, he
271 Clo. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flatter'd a lady; I have been politick with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.
Faq. And how was that ta’en up?
Clo. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause.
Jaq. How seventh cause ?-Good my lord, like This fellow.
281 Duke Sen. I like him
well. Clo. God'ild you, sir ; I desire you of the like. I press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country copulatives, to swear, and to forswear; according as marriage binds, and blood breaks :-A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own; a poor humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man else will: Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl, in your
oyster. 290 Duke Sen. By my faith, he is very swift and sententious.
Clo. According to the fool's bolt, sir, and such dulcet diseases.
Jaq. But, for the seventh cause ; how did you find the quarrel on the seventh cause?
Clo. Upon a lie seven times removed ;-Bear your body more seeming, Audrey :- as thus, sir, I did dislike the cut of a certain courtier's beard ; he sent me word, if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was : This is called the Retort courteous. If I sent him word again, it was not well cut, he would send me word, he cut it to please himself: This is call'd the Quip modest. 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 answer, I spake not true. This is call'd the Reproof va. liant. If again, it was not well cut, he would say, I lie. This is called the Countercheck quarrelsome ; and so to the Lie circumstantial, and the Lie dire&t.
Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beard was not well cut ?
312 Clo. I durst go no further than the Lie circumstantial, nor he durst not give me the Lie direct; and so we measur'd swords, and parted.
Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie?
Clo. O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have books for good manners : I will name you the degrees. The first, the Retort courteous; the second, the Quip modest; the third, the Reply churl.
the fourth, the Reproof valiant; the fifth, the Countercheck quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with circunstance; the seventh, the Lie direct. All these you may avoid, but the Lie direct ; and you may avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven jus.
tices could not take up a quarrel ; but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If, as, If you said so, then I said so; and they shook hands, and swore brothers. Your If is the only peace-maker; much virtue in If.
331 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.
Enter Hymen, ROSALIND in Woman's Clothes, and
Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven,
When earthly things made even
Yea, brought her hither;
Ros. To you I give myself, for I am yours.
[To the Duke. To you I give myself, for I am yours.
[To ORLANDO. Duke Sen. If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter. Kiij
Rosa Orla. If there bé truth in sight, you are my
Phe. If sight and shape be true, Why then,my love, adieu ! Ros. I'll have no father, if you be not he :- 350
[To the Duke. I'll have no husband, if you be not he :
[TO ORLANDO. Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. [To PHEBE. Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion :
'Tis I must make conclusion
Of these most strange events :
If truth holds true contents.
(To ORLANDO and ROSALIND. You and you are heart in heart :
[ To OLIVER and CELIA. You to his love must accord, Or have a woman to your lord : [To PHЕ BЕ. You and you are sure together, As the winter to foul weather.
[To the Clown and AUDREY. Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing, Feed yourselves with questioning; That reason wonder may diminish, How thus we met, and these things finish.
Duke Sen. O my dear niece, welcome thou art to
Even daughter, welcome in no less degree.
Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine; Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.
Enter JAQUES DE Boys.
Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word, or