As You Like It (Modern)
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2340
Enter Touchstone and Audrey.
2345Touchstone A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile ¶Mar-text. But Audrey, there is a youth here in the ¶forest lays claim to you.
2350
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 ev'n, Audrey.
2355Audrey God ye good ev'n, William.
¶William And good ev'n to you, sir.
[He removes his hat.]
¶Touchstone Good ev'n, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover ¶thy head. Nay, prithee be covered. How old are you, ¶friend?
2360William Five-and-twenty, sir.
¶Touchstone A ripe age. Is thy name William?
¶William William, sir.
¶Touchstone A fair name. Wast born i'th'forest here?
¶William Ay, sir, I thank God.
¶William Faith, sir, so-so.
¶Touchstone "So-so" is good, very good, very excellent good; ¶and yet it is not; it is but so-so. 2370Art 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, 2375when 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.
2380Touchstone Give me your hand. Art thou learned?
¶William No, sir.
¶Touchstone Then learn this of me: to have is to have. For ¶it is a figure in rhetoric that drink, being poured out ¶of a cup into a glass, by filling the one doth empty the 2385other; 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 -- which is in the vulgar "leave" -- the 2390society -- which in the boorish is "company" -- of this female -- ¶which in the common is "woman"; 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 2395death, thy liberty into bondage. I will deal in poison ¶with thee, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will bandy ¶with thee in faction, I will o'er-run thee with policy; I ¶will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways. Therefore tremble ¶and depart.
2400Audrey Do, good William.
¶William God rest you merry, sir.
Exit.
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Enter Corin.
Exeunt.
