As You Like It (Folio 1, 1623)
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Scœna Quarta.
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Enter Rosalind & Celia.
1710Ros. Neuer talke to me, I wil weepe.
¶that teares do not become a man.
1715Therefore weepe.
¶Ros. His very haire
1720Ros. I'faith his haire is of a good colour.
¶Cel. An excellent colour:
¶As the touch of holy bread.
¶the very yce of chastity is in them.
¶morning, and comes not?
1730Cel. Nay certainly there is no truth in him.
¶stealer, but for his verity in loue, I doe thinke him as
¶concaue as a couered goblet, or a Worme-eaten nut.
1735Ros. Not true in loue?
¶Cel. Yes, when he is in, but I thinke he is not in.
1740confirmer of false reckonings, he attends here in the for-
¶rest on the Duke your father.
¶stion with him: he askt me of what parentage I was; I
¶told him of as good as he, so he laugh'd and let mee goe.
1745But what talke wee of Fathers, when there is such a man
¶as Orlando?
¶them brauely, quite trauers athwart the heart of his lo-
¶youth mounts, and folly guides: who comes heere?
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Enter Corin.
1755After the Shepheard that complain'd of loue,
¶Cel. Well: and what of him?
¶Betweene the pale complexion of true Loue,
¶Goe hence a little, and I shall conduct you
¶If you will marke it.
1765Ros. O come, let vs remoue,
¶Ile proue a busie actor in their play.
Exeunt.
