1473against whom I know mosl faults.

1474Iaq. The worst fault you haue, is to be in loue.

1475Orl. 'Tis a fault I will not change, for your best ver-

1476tue: I am wearie of you.

1477Iaq. By my troth, I was seeking for a Foole, when I

1478found you.

1479Orl. He is drown'd in the brooke, looke but in, and

1480you shall see him.

1481Iaq. There I shal see mine owne figure.

1482Orl. Which I take to be either a foole, or a Cipher.

1483Iaq. Ile tarrie no longer with you, farewell good sig-

1484nior Loue.

1485Orl. I am glad of your departure: Adieu good Mon-

1486sieur Melancholly.

1487Ros. I wil speake to him like a sawcie Lacky. and vn-

1489Orl. Verie wel, what would you?

1490Ros. I pray you, what i'st a clocke?

1491Orl. You should aske me what time o'day: there's no

1492clocke in the Forrest.

1493Ros. Then there is no true Louer in the Forrest, else

1494sighing euerie minute, and groaning euerie houre wold

1495detect the lazie foot of time, as wel as a clocke.

1496Orl. And why not the swift foote of time? Had not

1497that bin as proper?

1498Ros. By no meanes sir; Time trauels in diuers paces,

1499with diuers persons: Ile tel you who Time ambles with-

1500all, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal,

1501and who he stands stil withall.

1502Orl. I prethee, who doth he trot withal?

1503Ros. Marry he trots hard with a yong maid, between

1504the contract of her marriage, and the day it is solemnizd:

1505if the interim be but a sennight, Times pace is so hard,

1506that it seemes the length of seuen yeare.

1507Orl. Who ambles Time withal?

1508Ros. With a Priest that lacks Latine, and a rich man

1509that hath not the Gowt : for the one sleepes easily be-

1510cause he cannot study, and the other liues merrily, be-

1511cause he feeles no paine: the one lacking the burthen of

1512leane and wasteful Learning; the other knowing no bur-

1513then of heauie tedious penurie. These Time ambles

1514withal.

1515Orl. Who doth he gallop withal?

1516Ros. With a theefe to the gallowes : for though hee

1517go as softly as foot can fall, he thinkes himselfe too soon

1518there.

1519Orl. Who staies it stil withal?

1520Ros. With Lawiers in the vacation: for they sleepe

1521betweene Terme and Terme, and then they perceiue not

1522how time moues.

1523Orl. Where dwel you prettie youth?

1524Ros. With this Shepheardesse my sister : heere in the

1525skirts of the Forrest, like fringe vpon a petticoat.

1526Orl. Are you natiue of this place?

1527Ros. As the Conie that you see dwell where shee is

1528kindled.

1529Orl. Your accent is something finer, then you could

1530purchase in so remoued a dwelling.

1531Ros. I haue bin told so of many: but indeed, an olde

1532religious Vnckle of mine taught me to speake, who was

1533in his youth an inland man, one that knew Courtship too

1534well: for there he fel in loue. I haue heard him read ma-

1535ny Lectors against it, and I thanke God, I am not a Wo-

1536man to be touch'd with so many giddie offences as hee

1537hath generally tax'd their whole sex withal.

1538Orl. Can you remember any of the principall euils,

1539that he laid to the charge of women?

1540Ros. There were none principal, they were all like

1541one another, as halfe pence are, euerie one fault seeming

1542monstrous, til his fellow-fault came to match it.

1543Orl. I prethee recount some of them.

1544Ros. No: I wil not cast away my physick, but on those

1545that are sicke. There is a man haunts the Forrest, that a-

1546buses our yong plants with caruing Rosalinde on their

1547barkes; hangs Oades vpon Hauthornes, and Elegies on

1548brambles; all (forsooth) defying the name of Rosalinde.

1549If I could meet that Fancie-monger, I would giue him

1550some good counsel, for he seemes to haue the Quotidian

1551of Loue vpon him.

1552Orl. I am he that is so Loue-shak'd, I pray you tel

1553me your remedie.

1554Ros. There is none of my Vnckles markes vpon you:

1555he taught me how to know a man in loue: in which cage

1556of rushes, I am sure you art not prisoner.

1557Orl. What were his markes?

1558Ros. A leane cheeke, which you haue not: a blew eie

1559and sunken, which you haue not: an vnquestionable spi-

1560rit, which you haue not: a beard neglected, which you

1561haue not: (but I pardon you for that, for simply your ha-

1562uing in beard, is a yonger brothers reuennew) then your

1563hose should be vngarter'd, your bonnet vnbanded, your

1564sleeue vnbutton'd, your shoo vnti'de, and euerie thing

1565about you, demonstrating a carelesse desolation: but you

1566are no such man; you are rather point deuice in your ac-

1567coustrements, as louing your selfe, then seeming the Lo-

1568uer of any other.

1570Ros. Me beleeue it? You may assoone make her that

1571you Loue beleeue it, which I warrant she is apter to do,

1572then to confesse she do's: that is one of the points, in the

1573which women stil giue the lie to their consciences. But

1574in good sooth, are you he that hangs the verses on the

1575Trees, wherein Rosalind is so admired?

1576Orl. I sweare to thee youth, by the white hand of

1577Rosalind, I am that he, that vnfortunate he.

1578Ros. But are you so much in loue, as your rimes speak?

1579Orl. Neither rime nor reason can expresse how much.

1580Ros: Loue is meerely a madnesse, and I tel you, de-

1581serues as wel a darke house, and a whip, as madmen do:

1582and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured, is

1583that the Lunacie is so ordinarie, that the whippers are in

1584loue too: yet I professe curing it by counsel.

1585Orl. Did you euer cure any so?

1586Ros. Yes one, and in this manner. Hee was to ima-

1587gine me his Loue, his Mistris: and I set him euerie day

1588to woe me. At which time would I, being but a moonish

1589youth, greeue, be effeminate, changeable, longing, and

1590liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow, inconstant, ful

1591of teares, full of smiles; for euerie passion something, and

1592for no passion truly any thing, as boyes and women are

1593for the most part, cattle of this colour: would now like

1594him, now loath him: then entertaine him, then forswear

1595him: now weepe for him, then spit at him; that I draue

1596my Sutor from his mad humor of loue, to a liuing humor

1597of madnes, w^c was to forsweare the ful stream of y^e world,

1598and to liue in a nooke meerly Monastick: and thus I cur'd

1599him, and this way wil I take vpon mee to wash your Li-

1600uer as cleane as a sound sheepes heart, that there shal not

1601be one spot of Loue in't.

1602Orl. I would not be cured, youth.

1603Ros. I would cure you, if you would but call me Rosa-

1604lind, and come euerie day to my Coat, and woe me.