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But that the people praise her for her virtues,

And pity her for her good father's sake;

And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady

Will suddenly break forth. Sir, fare you well:

Hereafter, in a better world than this,

I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.

Orl. I rest much bounden to you: fare you well.

[Exit Le Beau.]

Thus must I from the smoke into the smother;

From tyrant duke unto a tyrant brother.

But heavenly Rosalind!

Cel. Why, cousin! why, Rosalind! Cupid

have mercy! Not a word?

Ros. Not one to throw at a dog.

Cel. No, thy words are too precious to be cast

away upon curs; throw some of them at me;

come, lame me with reasons.

Ros. Then there were two cousins laid up;

when the one should be lamed with reasons and

the other mad without any.

Cel. But is all this for your father?

Ros. No, some of it is for my child's father:

O, how full of briers is this working-day world!

Cel. They are but burrs, cousin, thrown upon

thee in holiday foolery: if we walk not in the

trodden paths, our very petticoats will catch

them.

 301 better world: i.e., in a better age, or state of affairs

303 bounden: obliged

304 smoke smother; cf. n. 