Duke Sen.
Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy
Can do all this that he hath promised?

Orla.
I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not;
As those that fear they hope, and know they fear. Enter Rosalind, Silvius, and Phebe.

Ros.
Patience once more, whiles our compact is urg'd:
You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, [To the Duke.
You will bestow her on Orlando here?

Duke Sen.
That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her.

Ros.
And you say you will have her when I bring her? [To Orlando.

Orla.
That would I, were I of all kingdoms King.

Ros.
You say you'll marry me, if I be willing. [To Phebe.

Phe.
That will I, should I die the hour after.

Ros.
But if you do refuse to marry me,

You'll give your self to this most faithful shepherd.

Phe.
So is the bargain.

Ros.
You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she will? [To Silvius.

Sil.
Tho' to have her and death were both one thing.

Ros.
I've promis'd to make all this matter even;
Keep you your word, O Duke, to give your daughter;
You, yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:
Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me;
Or else refusing me, to wed this shepherd.
Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her,
If she refuse me; and from hence I go
To make these doubts all even. [Exe. Ros. and Celia.

Duke Sen.
I do remember in this shepherd boy,
Some lively touches of my daughter's favour.

Orla.
My Lord, the first time that I ever saw him,
Methought he was a brother to your daughter;
But, my good Lord, this boy is forest-born,
And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
Of many desperate studies by his uncle,
Whom he reports to be a great magician,
Obscured in the circle of this forest.

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