Duke F. Come on: since the youth will not be entreated, his own peril on his forward ness. Ros. Is yonder the man? Le Beau. Even he, madam. Cel. Alas! he is too young: yet he looks successfully. Duke F. How now, daughter and cousin! are you crept hither to see the wrestling? Ros. Ay, my liege, so please you give us leave. Duke F. You will take little delight in it, I can tell you, there is such odds in the man: in pity of the challenger's youth I would fain dissuade him, but he will not be entreated. Speak to him, ladies; see if you can move him. Cel. Call him hither, good Monsieur le Beau. Duke F. Do so: I'll not be by. 161 165 169 176 [Duke goes apart.] Le Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the princess calls for you. Orl. I attend them with all respect and duty. Ros. Young man, have you challenged Charles the wrestler? Orl. No, fair princess; he is the general challenger: I come but in, as others do, to try with him the strength of my youth. Cel. Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold for your years. You have seen cruel proof of this man's strength: if you saw yourself with your eyes or knew yourself with your judgment, 160 entreated: i.e., not to wrestle 181 184 his... forwardness: i.e., 'let him blame his peril on his own rashness' 164 looks successfully: seems likely to succeed 166 cousin: often used for any collateral relative, as niece 171 odds 179 them; cf. n. man: i.e., balance of advantage in favor of Charles the fear of your adventure would counsel you to a more equal enterprise. We pray you, for your own sake, to embrace your own safety and give over this attempt. Ros. Do, young sir: your reputation shall not therefore be misprised. We will make it our suit to the duke that the wrestling might not go forward. 192 196 Orl. I beseech you, punish me not with your hard thoughts, wherein I confess me much guilty, to deny so fair and excellent ladies anything. But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my trial: wherein if I be foiled, there is but one shamed that was never gracious; 202 if killed, but one dead that is willing to be so. I shall do my friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me; the world no injury, for in it I have nothing; only in the world I fill up a place, which may be better supplied when I have made it empty. Ros. The little strength that I have, I would it were with you. Cel. And mine, to eke out hers. Ros. Fare you well. Pray heaven I be deceived in you! Cel. Your heart's desires be with you! Cha. Come, where is this young gallant that is so desirous to lie with his mother earth? Orl. Ready, sir; but his will hath in it a more modest working. Duke F. You shall try but one fall. 195 suit: petition, entreaty 202 gracious: in good favor 206 only: modifies 'place' 208 213 216 219 212 deceived: i.e., mistaken in my estimate of your ability 218 working: intention Cha. No, I warrant your Grace, you shall not entreat him to a second, that have so mightily persuaded him from a first. Orl. You mean to mock me after; you should not have mocked me before: but come your ways. Ros. Now Hercules be thy speed, young man! Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the strong fellow by the leg. 225 228 [Charles and Orlando] wrestle. Ros. O excellent young man! Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who should down. [Charles is thrown.] Shout. Duke F. No more, no more. Orl. Yes, I beseech your Grace: I am not yet well breathed. Duke F. How dost thou, Charles? Le Beau. He cannot speak, my lord. 232 236 Duke F. Bear him away. What is thy name, young man? [Charles is borne out.] Orl. Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys. 240 Duke F. I would thou hadst been son to some man else: The world esteem'd thy father honourable, But I did find him still mine enemy: Thou shouldst have better pleas'd me with this deed, Hadst thou descended from another house. 244 I would thou hadst told me of another father. Exit Duke [with Lords and Attendants]. 234 well breathed: fully exercised 245 house: family 226 Hercules speed; cf. n. 248 Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this? Ros. My father lov'd Sir Rowland as his soul, Cel. Gentle cousin, My father's rough and envious disposition But justly, as you have exceeded all promise, Ros. Gentleman, 252 256 260 [Giving him a chain from her neck.] Wear this for me, one out of suits with fortune, That could give more, but that her hand lacks means. Shall we go, coz? 264 Cel. Ay. Fare you well, fair gentleman. Orl. Can I not say, I thank you? My better parts Are all thrown down, and that which here stands up Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block. 268 Ros. He calls us back: my pride fell with my for tunes; I'll ask him what he would. Did you call, sir? Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown More than your enemies. Ros. Have with you. Will you go, coz? 272 Orl. What passion hangs these weights upon my tongue? I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd conference. Enter Le Beau. O poor Orlando, thou art overthrown! 276 280 Or Charles or something weaker masters thee. 284 Orl. I thank you, sir; and pray you, tell me this; Which of the two was daughter of the duke, That here was at the wrestling? Le Beau. Neither his daughter, if we judge by manners: But yet, indeed the taller is his daughter: 273 Have with you: I'll go along with you 281 condition: disposition 283 humorous: capricious 288 292 296 282 misconsters: misconstrues 289 taller; cf. n. |