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od presence, "with-moll men by these Premith Charles,
you of good wrestling, which you have lost the sight of.
Ref. Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling.
Le Beau. I will tell you the beginning, and, if it please your ladyships, you may see the end; for the best is yet to do ; and here, where you are, they are coming to perform it.
Cel. Well, the beginning, that is dead and buried.
Le Beau. Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence, "with-bills on their necks.
Ref. Be it known unto all men by these presents,
Le Beau. The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles, . the duke's wrestler ; which Charles in a moment threw him, and broke three of his ribs, that there is little hope of life in him : so he serv'd the second, and so the third : Yonder they lie; the poor old man, their father, making such pitiful dole over them, that all the beholders take his part with weeping.
Clo. But what is the sport, monsieur, that the ladies have loft ? Le Beau. Why this, that I speak of.
5 men may grow wiser every day! it is the first time that ever I heard, breaking of ribs was sport for ladies.
Cel. Or I, I promise thee.
Rof. But is there any else longs to see this broken mufick in his sides? is there yet another dotes upon ribbreaking ? Shall we see this wrestling, cousin ?
u with bills on their necks. ]—foreft bills on their shoulders.
Be it known unto all men by these presents,]-quibble upon bills, la. bels, and presence, presents.
* to see this broken mufick in his fides?]-to take a specimen of to fet, get-The ribs are like organ pipes, gradually shortened.
Le Beau. You must, if you stay here ; for here is the place appointed for the wrestling, and they are ready to perform it.
Cel. Yonder, sure, they are coming : Let us now stay and fee it. Flouriß. Enter Duke Frederick, Lords, Orlando, Charles,
and attendants. Duke. Come on : since the youth will not be entreated, his own peril on his forwardness.
Ref. Is yonder the man?
Duke. How now, daughter, and cousin ? are you crept hither to see the wrestling?
Rof. Ay, my liege, so please you give us leave.
Duke. You will take little delight in it, I can tell you, there is such odds in the men : 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.
Le Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the princesses call for you.
Orla. I attend them with all respect and duty.
Orla. 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 : Y if you saw yourself with your eyes, or knew
Y if you saw yourself with your eyes, &c.]-impartially, without self flattery,
yourself yourself with your judgment, 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.
Rof. Do, young fir; your reputation shall not therefore z be misprised : we will make it our suit to the duke, that the wrestling might not go forward.
Orla. I beseech you, punish me not with your hard thoughes : herein I confess me much guilty, to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing. But let your fair eyes, and gentle wishes, go with me to my trial : wherein if I be foil'd, there is but one sham'd that was never gracious : if kill'd, but one dead that is willing to be fo: 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.
Ref. The little strength that I have, I would it were with you.
Cel. And mine to eke out hers.
Cha. Come, where is this young gallant, that is so desirous to lie with his mother earth? - Orla. Ready, fir; but his will hath in it a more modest
Duke. You shall try but one fall.
Cha. No, I warrant your grace ; you shall not entreat him to a second, that have so mightily persuaded him from a first.
Orla. “You mean to mock me after ; you should not have mocked me before: but come your ways.
2 be misprijed :)-fuffer any impeachment.
a If you mean.
Ref. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man !
Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the strong fellow by the leg!
[They wrestle. Ros. O excellent young man !
Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who should down.
[Shout. Duke. No more, no more.
[Charles is thrown. Orla. Yes, I beseech your grace; I am not yet well breathed.
Duke. How dost thou, Charles ?
Orla. Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of fir Rowland de Boys.
Duke. I would, thou hadst been son to some man elfe. 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. But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth; I would, thou hadît told me of another father.
[Exit Duke, with his train. Manent Celia, Rosalind, Orlando. Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this?
Orla. I am more proud to be fir Rowland's son, His youngest son ;-and would not change that calling, · To be adopted heir to Frederick.
Rof. My father lov'd sir Rowland as his soul, And all the world was of my father's mind : ' . . Had I before known this young man his son, I should have given him tears unto entreacies, Ere he should thus have ventur'd. Cel. Gentle cousin,
Let us go thank him, and encourage him :
[Giving him a chain from ber neck.
Cel. Ay:-Fare you well, fair gentleman
Orla. Can I not say, I thank you ? My better parts Are all thrown down ; and that which here stands up, Is but a quincaine, a mere lifeless block.
Ref. He calls us back: My pride fell with my fortunes :
Cel. Will you go, coz?
[Exeunt Rosalind and Celia. Orla. What pasion hangs these weights upon my tongue? I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd conference.
Enter Le Beau.
Le Beau. Good fir, I do in friendship counsel you
Dout of suitsjmout of her favour, dismiss'd her service.
ca quintaine, ]—a butt, or mark for military exercises ; the stake of a trophy, which remains, when stript of all its garniture.