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Happy man be his dole!

      — The Merry Wives of Windsor, Act III Scene 4

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1

As You Like It
[I, 2]

Rosalind

147

Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am mistress of; and
would you yet I were merrier? Unless you could teach me to forget
a banished father, you must not learn me how to remember any
extraordinary pleasure.

2

As You Like It
[I, 2]

Celia

151

Herein I see thou lov'st me not with the full weight that I
love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father, had banished thy
uncle, the Duke my father, so thou hadst been still with me, I
could have taught my love to take thy father for mine; so wouldst
thou, if the truth of thy love to me were so righteously temper'd
as mine is to thee.

3

As You Like It
[I, 2]

Rosalind

173

I would we could do so; for her benefits are mightily
misplaced; and the bountiful blind woman doth most mistake in her
gifts to women.

4

As You Like It
[I, 2]

Celia

243

I could match this beginning with an old tale.

5

As You Like It
[I, 2]

Rosalind

357

Gentleman, [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?

6

As You Like It
[I, 3]

Rosalind

421

I could shake them off my coat: these burs are in my
heart.

7

As You Like It
[I, 3]

Rosalind

424

I would try, if I could cry 'hem' and have him.

8

As You Like It
[II, 4]

Rosalind

725

I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's apparel,
and to cry like a woman; but I must comfort the weaker vessel, as
doublet and hose ought to show itself courageous to petticoat;
therefore, courage, good Aliena.

9

As You Like It
[II, 4]

Celia

812

And we will mend thy wages. I like this place,
And willingly could waste my time in it.

10

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Rosalind

1279

Ay, but the feet were lame, and could not bear themselves
without the verse, and therefore stood lamely in the verse.

11

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Orlando

1430

Your accent is something finer than you could purchase in
so removed a dwelling.

12

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Rosalind

1444

No; I will not cast away my physic but on those that are
sick. There is a man haunts the forest that abuses our young
plants with carving 'Rosalind' on their barks; hangs odes upon
hawthorns and elegies on brambles; all, forsooth, deifying the
name of Rosalind. If I could meet that fancy-monger, I would give
him some good counsel, for he seems to have the quotidian of love
upon him.

13

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Orlando

1466

Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.

14

As You Like It
[III, 5]

Rosalind

1725

I pray you do not fall in love with me,
For I am falser than vows made in wine;
Besides, I like you not. If you will know my house,
'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by.
Will you go, sister? Shepherd, ply her hard.
Come, sister. Shepherdess, look on him better,
And be not proud; though all the world could see,
None could be so abus'd in sight as he.
Come, to our flock. Exeunt ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN

15

As You Like It
[IV, 1]

Orlando

1866

Who could be out, being before his beloved mistress?

16

As You Like It
[IV, 1]

Rosalind

1876

No, faith, die by attorney. The poor world is almost six
thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man
died in his own person, videlicet, in a love-cause. Troilus had
his brains dash'd out with a Grecian club; yet he did what he
could to die before, and he is one of the patterns of love.
Leander, he would have liv'd many a fair year, though Hero had
turn'd nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night; for,
good youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and,
being taken with the cramp, was drown'd; and the foolish
chroniclers of that age found it was- Hero of Sestos. But these
are all lies: men have died from time to time, and worms have
eaten them, but not for love.

17

As You Like It
[IV, 1]

Rosalind

1931

Or else she could not have the wit to do this. The wiser,
the waywarder. Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out
at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole; stop
that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.

18

As You Like It
[IV, 1]

Orlando

1939

And what wit could wit have to excuse that?

19

As You Like It
[IV, 3]

Rosalind

2014

Patience herself would startle at this letter,
And play the swaggerer. Bear this, bear all.
She says I am not fair, that I lack manners;
She calls me proud, and that she could not love me,
Were man as rare as Phoenix. 'Od's my will!
Her love is not the hare that I do hunt;
Why writes she so to me? Well, shepherd, well,
This is a letter of your own device.

20

As You Like It
[IV, 3]

Rosalind

2033

Why, 'tis a boisterous and a cruel style;
A style for challengers. Why, she defies me,
Like Turk to Christian. Women's gentle brain
Could not drop forth such giant-rude invention,
Such Ethiope words, blacker in their effect
Than in their countenance. Will you hear the letter?

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