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As You Like It, I. ii

Cha. No, I warrant your Grace, you shall not

entreat him to a second, that have so mightily

persuaded him from a first.

Orl. You mean to mock me after; you should

not have mocked me before: but come your

ways.

Ros. Now Hercules be thy speed, young man!

Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the

strong fellow by the leg.

[Charles and Orlando] wrestle.

Ros. O excellent young man!

Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can

tell who should down.

[Charles is thrown.] Shout.

Duke F. No more, no more.

Orl. Yes, I beseech your Grace: I am not yet

well breathed.

Duke F. How dost thou, Charles?

Le Beau. He cannot speak, my lord.

Duke F. Bear him away. What is thy name,

young man?

Orl. Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of

Sir Rowland de Boys.

Duke F. I would thou hadst been son to some man else:

The world esteem'd thy father honourable,

But I did find him still mine enemy:

Thou shouldst have better pleas'd me with this deed,

Hadst thou descended from another house.

But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth:

I would thou hadst told me of another father.

Exit Duke [with Lords and Attendants].  226 Hercules speed; cf. n.

234 well breathed: fully exercised

243 still: constantly

245 house: family 