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Sil. It is to be all made of fantasy,

All made of passion, and all made of wishes;

All adoration, duty, and observance;

All humbleness, all patience, and impatience;

All purity, all trial, all obedience;

And so am I for Phebe.

Phe. And so am I for Ganymede.

Orl. And so am I for Rosalind.

Ros. And so am I for no woman.

Phe. [To Rosalind.] If this be so, why blame you

me to love you?

Sil. [To Phebe.] If this be so, why blame you me

to love you?

Orl. If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

Ros. Why do you speak too, 'Why blame you me to love you?'

Orl. To her that is not here, nor doth not hear.

Ros. Pray you, no more of this: 'tis like the

howling of Irish wolves against the moon. [To

Silvius.] I will help you, if I can: [To Phebe.]

I would love you, if I could. To-morrow meet

me all together. [To Phebe.] I will marry you,

if ever I marry woman, and I'll be married to-

morrow: [To Orlando.] I will satisfy you, if

ever I satisfied man, and you shall be married

to-morrow: [To Silvius.] I will content you, if

what pleases you contents you, and you shall be

married to-morrow. [To Orlando.] As you love

Rosalind, meet: [To Silvius.] As you love

Phebe, meet: and as I love no woman, I'll

meet. So, fare you well: I have left you com-

mands.

 102 wishes: longings

103 observance: service

105 Cf. n.

116 Irish wolves; cf. n. 