4. SCENE IV. The Forest of Arden.
[Enter ROSALIND in boy's clothes, CELIA dressed like a
shepherdess, and TOUCHSTONE.]
O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits!
I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary.
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.
I pray you bear with me; I can go no further.
For my part, I had rather bear with you than bear you:
yet I should bear no cross if I did bear you; for I think you
have no money in your purse.
Well, this is the forest of Arden.
Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I; when I was at
home I was in a better place; but travellers must be content.
Ay, be so, good Touchstone.--Look you, who comes here?, a
young man and an old in solemn talk.
[Enter CORIN and SILVIUS.]
That is the way to make her scorn you still.
O Corin, that thou knew'st how I do love her!
I partly guess; for I have lov'd ere now.
No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess;
Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover
As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow:
But if thy love were ever like to mine,--
As sure I think did never man love so,--
How many actions most ridiculous
Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?
Into a thousand that I have forgotten.