AS YOU LIKE IT

Act 5 Scene 2

(Enter Orlando and Oliver)
l1l	Orlando	 Is ’t possible that on so little acquaintance you
l2l		should like her? That but seeing, you should love her?
l3l		And loving, woo? And wooing, she should grant? And
l4l		will you persevere to enjoy her?
l5l	Oliver	Neither call the giddiness of it in question, the
l6l		poverty of her, the small acquaintance, my sudden
l7l		wooing, nor her sudden consenting# but say with me,
l8l		“I love Aliena”# say with her, that she loves me# consent
l9l		with both that we may enjoy each other. It shall be to
l10l		your good, for my father’s house and all the revenue
l11l		that was old Sir Rowland’s will I estate upon you, and
l12l		here live and die a shepherd.
		(Enter Rosalind as Ganymede)
l13l	Orlando	 You have my consent. Let your wedding be
l14l		tomorrow. Thither will I invite the Duke and all’s
l15l		contented followers. Go you, and prepare Aliena# for
l16l		look you, here comes my Rosalind.
l17l	Rosalind	God save you, brother.
l18l	Oliver	And you, fair sister.
		(Exit)
l19l	Rosalind	 O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to see
l20l		thee wear thy heart in a scarf.
l21l	Orlando	It is my arm.
l22l	Rosalind	I thought thy heart had been wounded with
l23l		the claws of a lion.
l24l	Orlando	Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady.
l25l	Rosalind	Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited
l26l		to swoon when he showed me your handkerchief?
l27l	Orlando	Ay, and greater wonders than that.
l28l	Rosalind	O, I know where you are. Nay, ’tis true. There
l29l		was never anything so sudden but the fight of two
l30l		rams, and Caesar’s thrasonical brag of “I came, saw,
l31l		and overcame”, for your brother and my sister no
l32l		sooner met but they looked# no sooner looked but they
l33l		loved# no sooner loved but they sighed# no sooner
l34l		sighed but they asked one another the reason# no
l35l		sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy#
l36l		and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to
l37l		marriage, which they will climb incontinent, or else be
l38l		incontinent before marriage. They are in the very wrath
l39l		of love, and they will together. Clubs cannot part them.
l40l	Orlando	They shall be married tomorrow, and I will bid
l41l		the Duke to the nuptial. But O, how bitter a thing it is
l42l		to look into happiness through another man’s eyes. By
l43l		so much the more shall I tomorrow be at the height
l44l		of heart-heaviness by how much I shall think my
l45l		brother happy in having what he wishes for.
l46l	Rosalind	Why, then, tomorrow I cannot serve your turn
l47l		for Rosalind?
l48l	Orlando	I can live no longer by thinking.
l49l	Rosalind	I will weary you then no longer with idle
l50l		talking. Know of me then—for now I speak to some
l51l		purpose—that I know you are a gentleman of good
l52l		conceit. I speak not this that you should bear a good
l53l		opinion of my knowledge, insomuch I say I know you
l54l		are# neither do I labour for a greater esteem than may
l55l		in some little measure draw a belief from you to do
l56l		yourself good, and not to grace me. Believe then, if you
l57l		please, that I can do strange things. I have since I was
l58l		three year old conversed with a magician, most
l59l		profound in his art, and yet not damnable. If you do
l60l		love Rosalind so near the heart as your gesture cries
l61l		it out, when your brother marries Aliena shall you
l62l		marry her. I know into what straits of fortune she is
l63l		driven, and it is not impossible to me, if it appear not
l64l		inconvenient to you, to set her before your eyes
l65l		tomorrow, human as she is, and without any danger.
l66l	Orlando	Speakest thou in sober meanings?
l67l	Rosalind	By my life, I do, which I tender dearly, though
l68l		I say I am a magician. Therefore put you in your best
l69l		array, bid your friends: for if you will be married
l70l		tomorrow, you shall# and to Rosalind if you will.
		(Enter Silvius and Phoebe)
l71l		Look, here comes a lover of mine and a lover of hers.
l72l	Phoebe	(to Rosalind)
		 Youth, you have done me much ungentleness,
l73l		To show the letter that I writ to you.
l74l	Rosalind	I care not if I have. It is my study
l75l		To seem despiteful and ungentle to you.
l76l		You are there followed by a faithful shepherd.
l77l		Look upon him# love him. He worships you.
l78l	Phoebe	(to Silvius)
		 Good shepherd, tell this youth what ’tis to love.
l79l	Silvius	It is to be all made of sighs and tears,
l80l		And so am I for Phoebe.
l81l	Phoebe	And I for Ganymede.
l82l	Orlando	And I for Rosalind.
l83l	Rosalind	And I for no woman.
l84l	Silvius	It is to be all made of faith and service,
l85l		And so am I for Phoebe.
l86l	Phoebe	And I for Ganymede.
l87l	Orlando	And I for Rosalind.
l88l	Rosalind	And I for no woman.
l89l	Silvius	It is to be all made of fantasy,
l90l		All made of passion, and all made of wishes,
l91l		All adoration, duty, and observance,
l92l		All humbleness, all patience and impatience,
l93l		All purity, all trial, all obedience,
l94l		And so am I for Phoebe.
l95l	Phoebe	And so am I for Ganymede.
l96l	Orlando	And so am I for Rosalind.
l97l	Rosalind	And so am I for no woman.
l98l	Phoebe	(to Rosalind)
		 If this be so, why blame you me to love you?
l99l	Silvius	(to Phoebe)
		 If this be so, why blame you me to love you?
l100l	Orlando	If this be so, why blame you me to love you?
l101l	Rosalind	 Why do you speak too, “Why blame you me to
l102l		love you?”
l103l	Orlando	 To her that is not here nor doth not hear.
l104l	Rosalind	 Pray you, no more of this, ’tis like the howling
l105l		of Irish wolves against the moon.
		(To Silvius)
		 I will help
l106l		you if I can.
		(To Phoebe)
		 I would love you if I could.—
l107l		Tomorrow meet me all together.
		(To Phoebe)
		 I will
l108l		marry you if ever I marry woman, and I’ll be married
l109l		tomorrow.
		(To Orlando)
		 I will satisfy you if ever I satisfy
l110l		man, and you shall be married tomorrow.
		(To Silvius)
		
l111l		I will content you if what pleases you contents you,
l112l		and you shall be married tomorrow.
		(To Orlando)
		 As
l113l		you love Rosalind, meet.
		(To Silvius)
		 As you love
l114l		Phoebe, meet. And as I love no woman, I’ll meet. So
l115l		fare you well. I have left you commands.
l116l	Silvius	I’ll not fail, if I live.
l117l	Phoebe	Nor I.
l118l	Orlando	Nor I.
		(Exeunt severally)