| ACT V SCENE I | The forest. | |
| | Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY | |
| TOUCHSTONE | We shall find a time, Audrey; patience, gentle Audrey. | |
| AUDREY | Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the old | |
| | gentleman's saying. | |
| TOUCHSTONE | A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile | 5 |
| | Martext. But, Audrey, there is a youth here in the | |
| | forest lays claim to you. | |
| AUDREY | Ay, I know who 'tis; he hath no interest in me in | |
| | the world: here comes the man you mean. | |
| TOUCHSTONE | It is meat and drink to me to see a clown: by my | 10 |
| | troth, we that have good wits have much to answer | |
| | for; we shall be flouting; we cannot hold. | |
| | Enter WILLIAM | |
| WILLIAM | Good even, Audrey. | |
| AUDREY | God ye good even, William. | |
| WILLIAM | And good even to you, sir. | 15 |
| TOUCHSTONE | Good even, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover thy | |
| | head; nay, prithee, be covered. How old are you, friend? | |
| WILLIAM | Five and twenty, sir. | |
| TOUCHSTONE | A ripe age. Is thy name William? | |
| WILLIAM | William, sir. | 20 |
| TOUCHSTONE | A fair name. Wast born i' the forest here? | |
| WILLIAM | Ay, sir, I thank God. | |
| TOUCHSTONE | 'Thank God;' a good answer. Art rich? | |
| WILLIAM | Faith, sir, so so. | |
| TOUCHSTONE | 'So so' is good, very good, very excellent good; and | 25 |
| | yet it is not; it is but so so. Art thou wise? | |
| WILLIAM | Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit. | |
| TOUCHSTONE | Why, thou sayest well. I do now remember a saying, | |
| | 'The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man | |
| | knows himself to be a fool.' The heathen | 30 |
| | philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a grape, | |
| | would open his lips when he put it into his mouth; | |
| | meaning thereby that grapes were made to eat and | |
| | lips to open. You do love this maid? | |
| WILLIAM | I do, sir. | 35 |
| TOUCHSTONE | Give me your hand. Art thou learned? | |
| WILLIAM | No, sir. | |
| TOUCHSTONE | Then learn this of me: to have, is to have; for it | |
| | is a figure in rhetoric that drink, being poured out | |
| | of a cup into a glass, by filling the one doth empty | 40 |
| | the other; for all your writers do consent that ipse | |
| | is he: now, you are not ipse, for I am he. | |
| WILLIAM | Which he, sir? | |
| TOUCHSTONE | He, sir, that must marry this woman. Therefore, you | |
| | clown, abandon,--which is in the vulgar leave,--the | 45 |
| | society,--which in the boorish is company,--of this | |
| | female,--which in the common is woman; which | |
| | together is, abandon the society of this female, or, | |
| | clown, thou perishest; or, to thy better | |
| | understanding, diest; or, to wit I kill thee, make | 50 |
| | thee away, translate thy life into death, thy | |
| | liberty into bondage: I will deal in poison with | |
| | thee, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will bandy | |
| | with thee in faction; I will o'errun thee with | |
| | policy; I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways: | 55 |
| | therefore tremble and depart. | |
| AUDREY | Do, good William. | |
| WILLIAM | God rest you merry, sir. | |
| | Exit | |
| | Enter CORIN | |
| CORIN | Our master and mistress seeks you; come, away, away! | |
| TOUCHSTONE | Trip, Audrey! trip, Audrey! I attend, I attend. | 60 |
| | Exeunt | |
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