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ROSALIND
Oh, they take the part of a better wrestler than myself.
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ROSALIND
But they’re siding with a better wrestler than myself.
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CELIA
Oh, a good wish upon you. You will try in time, in despite
of a fall. But turning these jests out of service, let us talk in
good earnest. Is it possible on such a sudden you should fall
into so strong a liking with old Sir Rowland’s youngest son?
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CELIA
Oh, that’s a good wish! You’ll fight with him eventually, and fall. But let’s put these jokes aside for a moment, and speak earnestly. Is it possible that you could have fallen in love with Orlando, Sir Rowland’s youngest son, this suddenly?
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ROSALIND
The duke my father loved his father dearly.
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ROSALIND
The duke, my father, loved his father very much.
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CELIA
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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CELIA
Does that necessarily mean you should love his son? By that kind of logic, I should hate Orlando, since my father hates his father. But I don’t hate Orlando.
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ROSALIND
No, faith, hate him not, for my sake.
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ROSALIND
No, please don’t hate him—for my sake.
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CELIA
Why should I not? Doth he not deserve well?
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CELIA
Why shouldn’t I? Doesn’t he deserve it?
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ROSALIND
Let me love him for that, and do you love him because I do.
Look, here comes the duke.
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ROSALIND
Let me love him because he deserves it, and you can love him because I do. Look, here comes the duke.
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Enter DUKE FREDERICK with lords |
DUKE FREDERICK enters, with lords |
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CELIA
With his eyes full of anger.
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CELIA
He looks angry.
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DUKE FREDERICK
Mistress, dispatch you with your safest haste,
And get you from our court.
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DUKE FREDERICK
Madam, hurry as fast as you can get out of my court.
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ROSALIND
Me, uncle?
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ROSALIND
Me, uncle?
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DUKE FREDERICK
You, cousin.
Within these ten days if that thou beest found
So near our public court as twenty miles,
Thou diest for it.
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DUKE FREDERICK
You, niece. In ten days time, if you’re found within twenty miles of the court, you’ll die for it.
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