No Fear Shakespeare
As You Like It
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Act 1, Scene 2, Page 4
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CELIA
Prithee, who is ’t that thou mean’st?
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CELIA
Tell me, who is this knight?
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TOUCHSTONE
One that old Frederick, your father, loves.
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TOUCHSTONE
A man old Frederick, your father, loves.
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CELIA
My father’s love is enough to honor him. Enough. Speak no
more of him; you’ll be whipped for taxation one of these
days.
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CELIA
If he has my father’s love, then that’s enough honor for me. Enough of this. No more talk about my father; you’ll be whipped for slander one of these days.
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TOUCHSTONE
The more pity that fools may not speak wisely what wise
men do foolishly.
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TOUCHSTONE
It’s a pity that fools aren’t allowed to speak wisely about the foolish things that wise men do.
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CELIA
By my troth, thou sayest true. For, since the little wit that
fools have was silenced, the little foolery that wise men have
makes a great show. Here comes Monsieur Le Beau.
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CELIA
Honestly, you’re speaking the truth—ever since the fools were silenced, the foolishness of wise men has become all the more apparent. Here comes Monsieur Le Beau.
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Enter LE BEAU
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LE BEAU enters. |
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ROSALIND
With his mouth full of news.
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ROSALIND
With his mouth full of news.
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CELIA
Which he will put on us as pigeons feed their young.
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CELIA
Which he’ll shove down our throats the way pigeons feed their young.
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ROSALIND
Then shall we be news-crammed.
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ROSALIND
Then we’ll be stuffed with news.
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CELIA
All the better. We shall be the more marketable.—Bonjour,
Monsieur Le Beau. What’s the news?
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CELIA
Well that’s good. If we’re fattened up, we’ll be worth more.
Hello, Monsieur Le Beau. What’s the news?
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LE BEAU
Fair princess, you have lost much good sport.
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LE BEAU
Fair princess, you’ve missed some good sport.
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CELIA
Sport? Of what color?
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CELIA
Sport? Of what color?
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