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As You Like It
[I, 1] |
(stage directions) |
1 |
Enter ORLANDO and ADAM
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2 |
As You Like It
[I, 1] |
Adam |
69 |
Is 'old dog' my reward? Most true, I have lost my teeth in
your service. God be with my old master! He would not have spoke
such a word.
Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM
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3 |
As You Like It
[I, 1] |
Charles |
105 |
Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint you with a
matter. I am given, sir, secretly to understand that your younger
brother, Orlando, hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against
me to try a fall. To-morrow, sir, I wrestle for my credit; and he
that escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him well.
Your brother is but young and tender; and, for your love, I would
be loath to foil him, as I must, for my own honour, if he come
in; therefore, out of my love to you, I came hither to acquaint
you withal, that either you might stay him from his intendment,
or brook such disgrace well as he shall run into, in that it is
thing of his own search and altogether against my will.
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4 |
As You Like It
[I, 2] |
(stage directions) |
266 |
Flourish. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, LORDS, ORLANDO,
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5 |
As You Like It
[I, 2] |
Orlando |
331 |
Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of Sir Rowland de
Boys.
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6 |
As You Like It
[I, 2] |
Orlando |
372 |
What passion hangs these weights upon my tongue?
I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd conference.
O poor Orlando, thou art overthrown!
Or Charles or something weaker masters thee.
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7 |
As You Like It
[I, 3] |
Celia |
432 |
Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his son dearly?
By this kind of chase I should hate him, for my father hated his
father dearly; yet I hate not Orlando.
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8 |
As You Like It
[II, 3] |
(stage directions) |
643 |
Enter ORLANDO and ADAM, meeting
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9 |
As You Like It
[II, 6] |
(stage directions) |
878 |
Enter ORLANDO and ADAM
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10 |
As You Like It
[II, 7] |
(stage directions) |
983 |
Enter ORLANDO with his sword drawn
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11 |
As You Like It
[II, 7] |
(stage directions) |
1065 |
Re-enter ORLANDO with ADAM
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12 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
(stage directions) |
1121 |
Enter ORLANDO, with a paper
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13 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
Orlando |
1122 |
Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love;
And thou, thrice-crowned Queen of Night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
O Rosalind! these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I'll character,
That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where.
Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tree,
The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she. Exit
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14 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
Celia |
1315 |
It is young Orlando, that tripp'd up the wrestler's heels
and your heart both in an instant.
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15 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
Rosalind |
1320 |
Orlando?
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16 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
Celia |
1321 |
Orlando.
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17 |
As You Like It
[III, 2] |
(stage directions) |
1351 |
Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES
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18 |
As You Like It
[III, 4] |
Rosalind |
1624 |
I met the Duke yesterday, and had much question with him.
He asked me of what parentage I was; I told him, of as good as
he; so he laugh'd and let me go. But what talk we of fathers when
there is such a man as Orlando?
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19 |
As You Like It
[IV, 1] |
(stage directions) |
1820 |
Enter ORLANDO
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20 |
As You Like It
[IV, 1] |
Rosalind |
1826 |
Farewell, Monsieur Traveller; look you lisp and wear
strange suits, disable all the benefits of your own country, be
out of love with your nativity, and almost chide God for making
you that countenance you are; or I will scarce think you have
swam in a gondola. [Exit JAQUES] Why, how now, Orlando! where
have you been all this while? You a lover! An you serve me such
another trick, never come in my sight more.
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