《皆大欢喜》As You Like It中英对照【已完结】_派派后花园

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已故的罗兰爵士有三个儿子，大儿子阿立夫没有按照父亲的遗嘱好好的照顾小儿子欧兰得，于是欧兰得准备拿着属于自己的遗产离开哥哥，阿立夫为了不让欧兰得得到遗产，安排他和大公爵的武士卡而斯比武。大公爵被自己的弟弟取代了爵位，他的女儿罗斯兰却因为和新公爵弗得利克的女儿西利亚要好而留了下来。罗斯兰和西利亚去观看了比武，胜利的欧兰得爱上了罗斯兰，罗斯兰也对他抱有好感。弗得利克放逐了罗斯兰，西利亚决定和她一起走，她们带着小丑试金石去亚敦森林投奔被放逐的大公爵。
在森林里，罗斯兰和欧兰得相遇并且相爱了。阿立夫被弗得利克拿去了所有的田产，也来到了森林，大公爵收留了他，他和自己的弟弟冰释前嫌并且和西利亚相爱。最后阿立夫拿回了自己的田产，欧兰得继承了大公爵的爵位和财产，故事有了皆大欢喜的结局。

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SCENE IV. The forest.

Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLANDO, OLIVER, and CELIA
DUKE SENIOR
Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy
Can do all this that he hath promised?
ORLANDO
I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not;
As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.
Enter ROSALIND, SILVIUS, and PHEBE

ROSALIND
Patience once more, whiles our compact is urged:
You say, if I bring in your Rosalind,
You will bestow her on Orlando here?
DUKE SENIOR
That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her.
ROSALIND
And you say, you will have her, when I bring her?
ORLANDO
That would I, were I of all kingdoms king.
ROSALIND
You say, you'll marry me, if I be willing?
PHEBE
That will I, should I die the hour after.
ROSALIND
But if you do refuse to marry me,
You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd?
PHEBE
So is the bargain.
ROSALIND
You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she will?
SILVIUS
Though to have her and death were both one thing.
ROSALIND
I have promised to make all this matter even.
Keep you your word, O duke, to give your daughter;
You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:
Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me,
Or else refusing me, to wed this shepherd:
Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her.
If she refuse me: and from hence I go,
To make these doubts all even.
Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA

DUKE SENIOR
I do remember in this shepherd boy
Some lively touches of my daughter's favour.
ORLANDO
My lord, the first time that I ever saw him
Methought he was a brother to your daughter:
But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born,
And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
Of many desperate studies by his uncle,
Whom he reports to be a great magician,
Obscured in the circle of this forest.
Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY

JAQUES
There is, sure, another flood toward, and these
couples are coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of
very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools.
TOUCHSTONE
Salutation and greeting to you all!
JAQUES
Good my lord, bid him welcome: this is the
motley-minded gentleman that I have so often met in
the forest: he hath been a courtier, he swears.
TOUCHSTONE
If any man doubt that, let him put me to my
purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered
a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth
with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have
had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.
JAQUES
And how was that ta'en up?
TOUCHSTONE
Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the
seventh cause.
JAQUES
How seventh cause? Good my lord, like this fellow.
DUKE SENIOR
I like him very well.
TOUCHSTONE
God 'ild you, sir; I desire you of the like. I
press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country
copulatives, to swear and to forswear: according as
marriage binds and blood breaks: a poor virgin,
sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own; a poor
humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man else
will: rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a
poor house; as your pearl in your foul oyster.
DUKE SENIOR
By my faith, he is very swift and sententious.
TOUCHSTONE
According to the fool's bolt, sir, and such dulcet diseases.
JAQUES
But, for the seventh cause; how did you find the
quarrel on the seventh cause?
TOUCHSTONE
Upon a lie seven times removed:--bear your body more
seeming, Audrey:--as thus, sir. I did dislike the
cut of a certain courtier's beard: he sent me word,
if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the
mind it was: this is called the Retort Courteous.
If I sent him word again 'it was not well cut,' he
would send me word, he cut it to please himself:
this is called the Quip Modest. If again 'it was
not well cut,' he disabled my judgment: this is
called the Reply Churlish. If again 'it was not
well cut,' he would answer, I spake not true: this
is called the Reproof Valiant. If again 'it was not
well cut,' he would say I lied: this is called the
Counter-cheque Quarrelsome: and so to the Lie
Circumstantial and the Lie Direct.
JAQUES
And how oft did you say his beard was not well cut?
TOUCHSTONE
I durst go no further than the Lie Circumstantial,
nor he durst not give me the Lie Direct; and so we
measured swords and parted.
JAQUES
Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie?
TOUCHSTONE
O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have
books for good manners: I will name you the degrees.
The first, the Retort Courteous; the second, the
Quip Modest; the third, the Reply Churlish; the
fourth, the Reproof Valiant; the fifth, the
Countercheque Quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with
Circumstance; the seventh, the Lie Direct. All
these you may avoid but the Lie Direct; and you may
avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven
justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the
parties were met themselves, one of them thought but
of an If, as, 'If you said so, then I said so;' and
they shook hands and swore brothers. Your If is the
only peacemaker; much virtue in If.
JAQUES
Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? he's as good at
any thing and yet a fool.
DUKE SENIOR
He uses his folly like a stalking-horse and under
the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
Enter HYMEN, ROSALIND, and CELIA

Still Music

HYMEN
Then is there mirth in heaven,
When earthly things made even
Atone together.
Good duke, receive thy daughter
Hymen from heaven brought her,
Yea, brought her hither,
That thou mightst join her hand with his
Whose heart within his bosom is.
ROSALIND
[To DUKE SENIOR] To you I give myself, for I am yours.
To ORLANDO

To you I give myself, for I am yours.
DUKE SENIOR
If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter.
ORLANDO
If there be truth in sight, you are my Rosalind.
PHEBE
If sight and shape be true,
Why then, my love adieu!
ROSALIND
I'll have no father, if you be not he:
I'll have no husband, if you be not he:
Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she.
HYMEN
Peace, ho! I bar confusion:
'Tis I must make conclusion
Of these most strange events:
Here's eight that must take hands
To join in Hymen's bands,
If truth holds true contents.
You and you no cross shall part:
You and you are heart in heart
You to his love must accord,
Or have a woman to your lord:
You and you are sure together,
As the winter to foul weather.
Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing,
Feed yourselves with questioning;
That reason wonder may diminish,
How thus we met, and these things finish.
SONG.
Wedding is great Juno's crown:
O blessed bond of board and bed!
'Tis Hymen peoples every town;
High wedlock then be honoured:
Honour, high honour and renown,
To Hymen, god of every town!
DUKE SENIOR
O my dear niece, welcome thou art to me!
Even daughter, welcome, in no less degree.
PHEBE
I will not eat my word, now thou art mine;
Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.
Enter JAQUES DE BOYS

JAQUES DE BOYS
Let me have audience for a word or two:
I am the second son of old Sir Rowland,
That bring these tidings to this fair assembly.
Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day
Men of great worth resorted to this forest,
Address'd a mighty power; which were on foot,
In his own conduct, purposely to take
His brother here and put him to the sword:
And to the skirts of this wild wood he came;
Where meeting with an old religious man,
After some question with him, was converted
Both from his enterprise and from the world,
His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother,
And all their lands restored to them again
That were with him exiled. This to be true,
I do engage my life.
DUKE SENIOR
Welcome, young man;
Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedding:
To one his lands withheld, and to the other
A land itself at large, a potent dukedom.
First, in this forest, let us do those ends
That here were well begun and well begot:
And after, every of this happy number
That have endured shrewd days and nights with us
Shall share the good of our returned fortune,
According to the measure of their states.
Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity
And fall into our rustic revelry.
Play, music! And you, brides and bridegrooms all,
With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall.
JAQUES
Sir, by your patience. If I heard you rightly,
The duke hath put on a religious life
And thrown into neglect the pompous court?
JAQUES DE BOYS
He hath.
JAQUES
To him will I : out of these convertites
There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.
To DUKE SENIOR

You to your former honour I bequeath;
Your patience and your virtue well deserves it:
To ORLANDO

You to a love that your true faith doth merit:
To OLIVER

You to your land and love and great allies:
To SILVIUS

You to a long and well-deserved bed:
To TOUCHSTONE

And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage
Is but for two months victuall'd. So, to your pleasures:
I am for other than for dancing measures.
DUKE SENIOR
Stay, Jaques, stay.
JAQUES
To see no pastime I    what you would have
I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave.
Exit

DUKE SENIOR
Proceed, proceed: we will begin these rites,
As we do trust they'll end, in true delights.
A dance

EPILOGUE
ROSALIND
It is not the fashion to see the lady the epilogue;
but it is no more unhandsome than to see the lord
the prologue. If it be true that good wine needs
no bush, 'tis true that a good play needs no
epilogue; yet to good wine they do use good bushes,
and good plays prove the better by the help of good
epilogues. What a case am I in then, that am
neither a good epilogue nor cannot insinuate with
you in the behalf of a good play! I am not
furnished like a beggar, therefore to beg will not
become me: my way is to conjure you; and I'll begin
with the women. I charge you, O women, for the love
you bear to men, to like as much of this play as
please you: and I charge you, O men, for the love
you bear to women--as I perceive by your simpering,
none of you hates them--that between you and the
women the play may please. If I were a woman I
would kiss as many of you as had beards that pleased
me, complexions that liked me and breaths that I
defied not: and, I am sure, as many as have good
beards or good faces or sweet breaths will, for my
kind offer, when I make curtsy, bid me farewell.
Exeunt第四场林中的另一部分

    老公爵、阿米恩斯、杰奎斯、奥兰多、奥列佛及西莉娅同上。

    公爵奥兰多，你相信那孩子果真有他所说的那种本领吗？

    奥兰多我有时相信，有时不相信；就像那些因恐结果无望而心中惴惴的人，
一面希望一面担着心事。

    罗瑟琳、西尔维斯及菲苾上。

    罗瑟琳再请耐心听我说一遍我们所约定的条件。（向公爵）您不是说，假如
我把您的罗瑟琳带了来，您愿意把她赏给这位奥兰多做妻子吗？

    公爵即使再要我把几个王国作为陪嫁，我也愿意。

    罗瑟琳（向奥兰多）您不是说，假如我带了她来，您愿意娶她吗？

    奥兰多即使我是统治万国的君王，我也愿意。

    罗瑟琳（向菲苾）您不是说，假如我愿意，您便愿意嫁我吗？

    菲苾即使我在一小时后就要一命丧亡，我也愿意。

    罗瑟琳但是假如您不愿意嫁我，您不是要嫁给这位忠心无比的牧人吗？

    菲苾是这样约定着。

    罗瑟琳（向西尔维斯）您不是说，假如菲苾愿意，您便愿意娶她吗？

    西尔维斯即使娶了她等于送死，我也愿意。

    罗瑟琳我答应要把这一切事情安排得好好的。公爵，请您守约许嫁您的女儿；
奥兰多，请您守约娶他的女儿；菲苾，请您守约嫁我，假如不肯嫁我，便得嫁给这
位牧人；西尔维斯，请您守约娶她，假如她不肯嫁我：现在我就去给你们解释这些
疑惑。（罗瑟琳、西莉娅下。）

    公爵这个牧童使我记起了我的女儿的相貌，有几分活像是她。

    奥兰多殿下，我初次见他的时候，也以为他是郡主的兄弟呢；但是，殿下，
这孩子是在林中生长的，他的伯父曾经教过他一些魔术的原理，据说他那伯父是一
个隐居在这儿林中的大术士。

    试金石及奥德蕾上。

    杰奎斯一定又有一次洪水来啦，这一对一对都要准备躲到方舟里去。又来了
一对奇怪的畜生，傻瓜是他们公认的名字。

    试金石列位，这厢有礼了！

    杰奎斯殿下，请您欢迎他。这就是我在林中常常遇见的那位傻头傻脑的先生；
据他说他还出入过宫廷呢。

    试金石要是有人不相信，尽管把我质问好了。我曾经跳过高雅的舞；我曾经
恭维过一位贵妇；我曾经向我的朋友耍过手腕，跟我的仇家们装亲热；我曾经毁了
三个裁缝，闹过四回口角，有一次几乎打出手。

    杰奎斯那是怎样闹起来的呢？

    试金石呃，我们碰见了，一查这场争吵是根据着第七个原因。

    杰奎斯怎么叫第七个原因？——殿下，请您喜欢这个家伙。

    公爵我很喜欢他。

    试金石上帝保佑您，殿下；我希望您喜欢我。殿下，我挤在这一对对乡村的
姐儿郎儿中间到这里来，也是想来宣了誓然后毁誓，让婚姻把我们结合，再让血气
把我们拆开。她是个寒伧的姑娘，殿下，样子又难看；可是，殿下，她是我自个儿
的：我有一个坏脾气，殿下，人家不要的我偏要。宝贵的贞洁，殿下，就像是住在
破屋子里的守财奴，又像是丑蚌壳里的明珠。

    公爵我说，他倒很伶俐机警呢。

    试金石傻瓜们信口开河，逗人一乐，总是这样。

    杰奎斯但是且说那第七个原因；你怎么知道这场争吵是根据着第七个原因呢？

    试金石因为那是根据着一句经过七次演变后的谎话。 ——把你的身体站端正
些，奥德蕾。——是这样的，先生：我不喜欢某位廷臣的胡须的式样；他回我说假
如我说他的胡须的式样不好，他却自以为很好：这叫作“有礼的驳斥”。假如我再
去对他说那式样不好，他就回我说他自己喜欢要这样：这叫作“谦恭的讥刺”。要
是再说那式样不好，他便蔑视我的意见：这叫作“粗暴的答复”。要是再说那式样
不好，他就回答说我讲的不对：这叫作“大胆的谴责”。要是再说那式样不好，他
就要说我说谎：这叫作“挑衅的反攻”。于是就到了“委婉的说谎”和“公然的说
谎”。

    杰奎斯你说了几次他的胡须式样不好呢？

    试金石我只敢说到“委婉的说谎” 为止，他也不敢给我“公然的说谎”；因
此我们较了较剑，便走开了。

    杰奎斯你能不能把一句谎话的各种程度按着次序说出来？

    试金石先生啊，我们争吵都是根据着书本的，就像你们有讲礼貌的书一样。
我可以把各种程度列举出来。第一，有礼的驳斥；第二，谦恭的讥刺；第三，粗暴
的答复；第四，大胆的谴责；第五，挑衅的反攻；第六，委婉的说谎；第七，公然
的说谎。除了“公然的说谎”之外，其余的都可以避免；但是“公然的说谎”只要
用了“假如”两个字，也就可以一天云散。我知道有一场七个法官都处断不了的争
吵；当两造相遇时，其中的一个单单想起了“假如”两字，例如“假如你是这样说
的，那么我便是这样说的”，于是两人便彼此握手，结为兄弟了。“假如”是唯一
的和事佬；“假如”之为用大矣哉！

    杰奎斯殿下，这不是一个很难得的人吗？他什么都懂，然而仍然是一个傻瓜。

    公爵他把他的傻气当作了藏身的烟幕，在它的萌蔽之下放出他的机智来。

    许门领罗瑟琳穿女装及西莉娅上。柔和的音乐。

    许门天上有喜气融融，

    人间万事尽亨通，

和合无嫌猜。

    公爵，接受你女儿，

    许门一路带着伊，

远从天上来；

    请你为她作主张，

    嫁给她心上情郎。

    罗瑟琳（向公爵）我把我自己交给您，因为我是您的。（向奥兰多）我把我自
己交给您，因为我是您的。

    公爵要是眼前所见的并不是虚假，那么你是我的女儿了。

    奥兰多要是眼前所见的并不是虚假，那么你是我的罗瑟琳了。

    菲苾要是眼前的情形是真，那么永别了，我的爱人！

    罗瑟琳（向公爵）要是您不是我的父亲，那么我不要有什么父亲。（向奥兰多）
要是您不是我的丈夫，那么我不要有什么丈夫。（向菲苾）要是我不跟你结婚，那
么我再不跟别的女人结婚。

    许门请不要喧闹纷纷！

    这种种古怪事情，

    都得让许门断清。

    这里有四对恋人，

    说的话儿倘应心，

    该携手共缔鸳盟。

    你俩患难不相弃，（向奥兰多、罗瑟琳）

    你们俩同心永系；（向奥列佛、西莉娅）

    你和他宜室宜家，（向菲苾）

    再莫恋镜里空花；

    你两人形影相从，（向试金石、奥德蕾）

    像风雪跟着严冬。

    等一曲婚歌奏起，

    尽你们寻根见柢，

    莫惊讶咄咄怪事，

    细想想原来如此。

    歌

    人间添美眷，

天后爱团圆；

    席上同心侣，

枕边并蒂莲。

    不有许门力，

何缘众庶生？

    同声齐赞颂，

许门最堪称！

    公爵啊，我的亲爱的侄女！我欢迎你，就像你是我自己的女儿。

    菲苾（向西尔维斯）我不愿食言，现在你已经是我的；你的忠心使我爱上了你。

    贾奎斯上。

    贾奎斯请听我说一两句话；我是老罗兰爵士的第二个儿子，特意带了消息到
这群贤毕集的地方来。弗莱德里克公爵因为听见每天有才智之士投奔到这林中，故
此兴起大军，亲自统率，预备前来捉拿他的兄长，把他杀死除害。他到了这座树林
的边界，遇见了一位高年的修道士，交谈之下，悔悟前非，便即停止进兵；同时看
破红尘，把他的权位归还给他的被放逐的兄长，一同流亡在外的诸人的土地，也都
各还原主。这不是假话，我可以用生命作担保。

    公爵欢迎，年径人！你给你的兄弟们送了很好的新婚贺礼来了：一个是他的
被扣押的土地；一个是一座绝大的公国，享有着绝对的主权。先让我们在这林中把
我们正在进行中的好事办了；然后，在这幸运的一群中，每一个曾经跟着我忍受过
艰辛的日子的人，都要按着各人的地位，分享我的恢复了的荣华。现在我们且把这
种新近得来的尊荣暂时搁在脑后，举行起我们乡村的狂欢来吧。奏起来，音乐！你
们各位新娘新郎，大家欢天喜地的，跳起舞来呀！

    杰奎斯先生，恕我冒昧。要是我没有听错，好像您说的是那公爵已经潜心修
道，抛弃富责的宫廷了？

    贾奎斯是的。

    杰奎斯我就找他去；从这种悟道者的地方，  很可以得到一些绝妙的教训。
（向公爵）我让你去享受你那从前的光荣吧；那是你的忍耐和德行的酬报。（向奥
兰多）你去享受你那用忠心赢得的爱情吧。（向奥列佛）你去享有你的土地、爱人
和权势吧。（向西尔维斯）你去享用你那用千辛万苦换来的老婆吧。（向试金石）
至于你呢，我让你去口角吧；因为在你的爱情的旅程上，你只带了两个月的粮草。
好，大家各人去找各人的快乐；跳舞可不是我的份。

    公爵别走，杰奎斯，别走！

    杰奎斯我不想看你们的作乐；你们要有什么见教，我就在被你们遗弃了的山
窟中恭候。（下。）

    公爵进行下去吧，开始我们的嘉礼；我们相信始终都会很顺利。（跳舞。众
下。）

    收场白

    罗瑟琳叫娘儿们来念收场白，似乎不大合适；可是那也不见得比叫老爷子来
念开场白更不成样子些。要是好酒无须招牌，那么好戏也不必有收场白；可是好酒
要用好招牌，好戏倘再加上一段好收场白，岂不更好？那么我现在的情形是怎样的
呢？既然不会念一段好收场白，又不能用一出好戏来讨好你们！我并不穿着得像个
叫化一样，因此我不能向你们求乞；我的唯一的法子是恳请。我要先向女人们恳请。
女人们啊！为着你们对于男子的爱情，请你们尽量地喜欢这本戏。男人们啊！为着
你们对于女子的爱情——瞧你们那副痴笑的神气，我就知道你们没有一个讨厌她们
的——请你们学着女人们的样子，也来喜欢这本戏。假如我是一个女人⒂，你们中
间只要谁的胡子生得叫我满意，脸蛋长得讨我欢喜，而且气息也不叫我恶心，我都
愿意给他一吻。为了我这种慷慨的奉献，我相信凡是生得一副好胡子、长得一张好
脸蛋或是有一口好气息的诸君，当我屈膝致敬的时候，都会向我道别。（下。）

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SCENE III. The forest.

Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY
TOUCHSTONE
To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey; to-morrow will
we be married.
AUDREY
I do desire it with all my heart; and I hope it is
no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the
world. Here comes two of the banished duke's pages.
Enter two Pages

First Page
Well met, honest gentleman.
TOUCHSTONE
By my troth, well met. Come, sit, sit, and a song.
Second Page
We are for you: sit i' the middle.
First Page
Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking or
spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are the only
prologues to a bad voice?
Second Page
I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two
gipsies on a horse.
SONG.
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
That o'er the green corn-field did pass
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding:
Sweet lovers love the spring.
Between the acres of the rye,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
These pretty country folks would lie,
In spring time, & c.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that a life was but a flower
In spring time, & c.
And therefore take the present time,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino;
For love is crowned with the prime
In spring time, & c.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great
matter in the ditty, yet the note was very
untuneable.
First Page
You are deceived, sir: we kept time, we lost not our time.
TOUCHSTONE
By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear
such a foolish song. God be wi' you; and God mend
your voices! Come, Audrey.
Exeunt
第三场林中的另一部分

    试金石及奥德蕾上。

    试金石明天是快乐的好日子，奥德蕾；明天我们要结婚了。

    奥德蕾我满心盼望着呢；我希望盼望出嫁并不是一个不正当的愿望。老公爵
的两个童儿来了。

    二童上。

    童甲遇见得巧啊，好先生。

    试金石巧得很，巧得很。来，请坐，请坐，唱个歌儿。

    童乙遵命遵命。居中坐下吧。

    童甲一副坏喉咙未唱之前，总少不了来些老套子，例如咳嗽吐痰或是说嗓子
有点儿嘎了之类；我们还是免了这些，马上唱起来怎样？

    童乙好的，好的；两人齐声同唱，就像两个吉卜赛人骑在一匹马上。

歌

    一对情人并着肩，

嗳唷嗳唷嗳嗳唷，

    走过了青青稻麦田，

春天是最好的结婚天，

    听嘤嘤歌唱枝头鸟，

姐郎们最爱春光好。

    小麦青青大麦鲜，

嗳唷嗳唷嗳嗳唷，

    乡女村男交颈儿眠，

春天是最好的结婚天，

    听嘤嘤歌唱枝头鸟，

姐郎们最爱春光好。

    新歌一曲意缠绵，

嗳唷嗳唷嗳嗳唷，

    人生美满像好花妍，

春天是最好的结婚天，

    听嘤嘤歌唱枝头鸟，

    姐郎们最爱春光好。

    劝君莫负艳阳天，

嗳唷嗳唷嗳嗳唷，

    恩爱欢娱要趁少年

春天是最好的结婚天，

    听嘤嘤歌唱枝头鸟

    姐郎们最爱春光好。

    试金石老实说，年轻的先生们，这首歌词固然没有多大意思，那调子却也很
不入调。

    童甲您弄错了，先生；我们是照着板眼唱的，一拍也没有漏过。

    试金石凭良心说，我来听这么一首傻气的歌儿，真算是白糟蹋了时间。上帝
和你们同在；上帝把你们的喉咙补补好吧！来，奥德蕾。（各下。）

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SCENE II. The forest.

Enter ORLANDO and OLIVER
ORLANDO
Is't possible that on so little acquaintance you
should like her? that but seeing you should love
her? and loving woo? and, wooing, she should
grant? and will you persever to enjoy her?
OLIVER
Neither call the giddiness of it in question, the
poverty of her, the small acquaintance, my sudden
wooing, nor her sudden consenting; but say with me,
I love Aliena; say with her that she loves me;
consent with both that we may enjoy each other: it
shall be to your good; for my father's house and all
the revenue that was old Sir Rowland's will I
estate upon you, and here live and die a shepherd.
ORLANDO
You have my consent. Let your wedding be to-morrow:
thither will I invite the duke and all's contented
followers. Go you and prepare Aliena; for look
you, here comes my Rosalind.
Enter ROSALIND

ROSALIND
God save you, brother.
OLIVER
And you, fair sister.
Exit

ROSALIND
O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to see thee
wear thy heart in a scarf!
ORLANDO
It is my arm.
ROSALIND
I thought thy heart had been wounded with the claws
of a lion.
ORLANDO
Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady.
ROSALIND
Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to
swoon when he showed me your handkerchief?
ORLANDO
Ay, and greater wonders than that.
ROSALIND
O, I know where you are: nay, 'tis true: there was
never any thing so sudden but the fight of two rams
and Caesar's thrasonical brag of 'I came, saw, and
overcame:' for your brother and my sister no sooner
met but they looked, no sooner looked but they
loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner
sighed but they asked one another the reason, no
sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy;
and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs
to marriage which they will climb incontinent, or
else be incontinent before marriage: they are in
the very wrath of love and they will together; clubs
cannot part them.
ORLANDO
They shall be married to-morrow, and I will bid the
duke to the nuptial. But, O, how bitter a thing it
is to look into happiness through another man's
eyes! By so much the more shall I to-morrow be at
the height of heart-heaviness, by how much I shall
think my brother happy in having what he wishes for.
ROSALIND
Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve your turn for Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I can live no longer by thinking.
ROSALIND
I will weary you then no longer with idle talking.
Know of me then, for now I speak to some purpose,
that I know you are a gentleman of good conceit: I
speak not this that you should bear a good opinion
of my knowledge, insomuch I say I know you are;
neither do I labour for a greater esteem than may in
some little measure draw a belief from you, to do
yourself good and not to grace me. Believe then, if
you please, that I can do strange things: I have,
since I was three year old, conversed with a
magician, most profound in his art and yet not
damnable. If you do love Rosalind so near the heart
as your gesture cries it out, when your brother
marries Aliena, shall you marry her: I know into
what straits of fortune she is driven; and it is
not impossible to me, if it appear not inconvenient
to you, to set her before your eyes tomorrow human
as she is and without any danger.
ORLANDO
Speakest thou in sober meanings?
ROSALIND
By my life, I do; which I tender dearly, though I
say I am a magician. Therefore, put you in your
best array: bid your friends; for if you will be
married to-morrow, you shall, and to Rosalind, if you will.
Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE

Look, here comes a lover of mine and a lover of hers.
PHEBE
Youth, you have done me much ungentleness,
To show the letter that I writ to you.
ROSALIND
I care not if I have: it is my study
To seem despiteful and ungentle to you:
You are there followed by a faithful shepherd;
Look upon him, love him; he worships you.
PHEBE
Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love.
SILVIUS
It is to be all made of sighs and tears;
And so am I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I for Ganymede.
ORLANDO
And I for Rosalind.
ROSALIND
And I for no woman.
SILVIUS
It is to be all made of faith and service;
And so am I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And I for Ganymede.
ORLANDO
And I for Rosalind.
ROSALIND
And I for no woman.
SILVIUS
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 observance;
And so am I for Phebe.
PHEBE
And so am I for Ganymede.
ORLANDO
And so am I for Rosalind.
ROSALIND
And so am I for no woman.
PHEBE
If this be so, why blame you me to love you?
SILVIUS
If this be so, why blame you me to love you?
ORLANDO
If this be so, why blame you me to love you?
ROSALIND
Who do you speak to, 'Why blame you me to love you?'
ORLANDO
To her that is not here, nor doth not hear.
ROSALIND
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 commands.
SILVIUS
I'll not fail, if I live.
PHEBE
Nor I.
ORLANDO
Nor I.
Exeunt第二场林中的另一部分

    奥兰多及奥列佛上。

    奥兰多你跟她相识得这么浅便会喜欢起她来了吗？一看见了她，便会爱起她
来了吗？一爱了她，便会求起婚来了吗？一求了婚，她便会答应了你吗？你一定要
得到她吗？

    奥列佛这件事进行的匆促，她的贫穷，相识的不久，我突然的求婚和她突然
的允许——这些你都不用怀疑；只要你承认我是爱着爱莲娜的，承认她是爱着我的，
允许我们两人的结合，这样你也会有好处；因为我愿意把我父亲老罗兰爵士的房屋
和一切收入都让给你，我自己在这里终生做一个牧人。

    奥兰多你可以得到我的允许。你们的婚礼就在明天举行吧；我可以去把公爵
和他的一切乐天的从者都请了来。你去吩咐爱莲娜预备一切。瞧，我的罗瑟琳来了。

    罗瑟琳上。

    罗瑟琳上帝保佑你，哥哥。

    奥列佛也保佑你，好妹妹。（下。）

    罗瑟琳啊！我的亲爱的奥兰多，我瞧见你把你的心裹在绷带里，我是多么难
过呀。

    奥兰多那是我的臂膀。

    罗瑟琳我以为是你的心给狮子抓伤了。

    奥兰多它的确是受了伤了，但却是给一位姑娘的眼睛伤害了的。

    罗瑟琳你的哥哥有没有告诉你当他把你的手帕给我看的时候，我假装晕去了
的情形？

    奥兰多是的，而且还有更奇怪的事情呢。

    罗瑟琳噢！我知道你说的是什么。哦，那倒是真的；从来不曾有过这么快的
事情，除了两头公羊的打架和凯撒那句“我来，我看见，我征服”的傲语。令兄和
舍妹刚见了面，便大家瞧起来了；一瞧便相爱了；一相爱便叹气了；一叹气便彼此
问为的是什么；一知道了为的是什么，便要想补救的办法：这样一步一步地踏到了
结婚的阶段，不久他们便要成其好事了，否则他们等不到结婚便要放肆起来的。他
们简直爱得慌了，一定要在一块儿；用棒儿也打不散他们。

    奥兰多他们明天便要成婚，我就要去请公爵参加婚礼。但是，唉！从别人的
眼中看见幸福，多么令人烦闷。明天我越是想到我的哥哥满足了心愿多么快活，我
便将越是伤心。

    罗瑟琳难道我明天不能仍旧充作你的罗瑟琳了吗？

    奥兰多我不能老是靠着幻想而生存了。

    罗瑟琳那么我不再用空话来叫你心烦了。告诉了你吧，现在我不是说着玩儿，
我知道你是一个有见识的上等人；我并不是因为希望你赞美我的本领而恭维你，也
不是图自己的名气，只是想得到你一定程度的信任，那是为了你的好处，不是为了
给我自己增光。假如你肯相信，那么我告诉你，我会行奇迹。从三岁时候起我就和
一个术士结识，他的法术非常高深，可是并不作恶害人。要是你爱罗瑟琳真是爱得
那么深，就像你瞧上去的那样，那么你哥哥和爱莲娜结婚的时候，你就可以和她结
婚。我知道她现在的处境是多么不幸；只要你没有什么不方便，我一定能够明天叫
她亲身出现在你的面前，一点没有危险。

    奥兰多你说的是真话吗？

    罗瑟琳我以生命为誓，我说的是真话；虽然我说我是个术士，可是我很重视
我的生命呢。所以你得穿上你最好的衣服，邀请你的朋友们来；只要你愿意在明天
结婚，你一定可以结婚；和罗瑟琳结婚，要是你愿意。瞧，我的一个爱人和她的一
个爱人来了。

    西尔维斯及菲靶上。

    菲苾少年人，你很对我不起，把我写给你的信宣布了出来。

    罗瑟琳要是我把它宣布了，我也不管；我存心要对你傲慢不客气。你背后跟
着一个忠心的牧人；瞧着他吧，爱他吧，他崇拜着你哩。

    菲苾好牧人，告诉这个少年人恋爱是怎样的。

    西尔维斯它是充满了叹息和眼泪的；我正是这样爱着菲苾。

    菲苾我也是这样爱着盖尼米德。

    奥兰多我也是这样爱着罗瑟琳。

    罗瑟琳我可是一个女人也不爱。

    西尔维斯它是全然的忠心和服务；我正是这样爱着菲苾。

    菲苾我也是这样爱着盖尼米德。

    奥兰多我也是这样爱着罗瑟琳。

    罗瑟琳我可是一个女人也不爱。

    西尔维斯它是全然的空想，全然的热情，全然的愿望，全然的崇拜、恭顺和
尊敬；全然的谦卑，全然的忍耐和焦心；全然的纯洁，全然的磨炼，全然的服从；
我正是这样爱着菲苾。

    菲苾我也是这样爱着盖尼米德。

    奥兰多我也是这样爱着罗瑟琳。

    罗瑟琳我可是一个女人也不爱。

    菲苾（向罗瑟琳）假如真是这样，那么你为什么责备我爱你呢？

    西尔维斯（向菲苾）假如真是这样，那么你为什么责备我爱你呢？

    奥兰多假如真是这样，那么你为什么责备我爱你呢？

    罗瑟琳你在向谁说话，“你为什么责备我爱你呢？”

    奥兰多向那不在这里、也听不见我的说话的她。

    罗瑟琳请你们别再说下去了吧；这简直像是一群爱尔兰的狼向着月亮嗥叫。
（向西尔维斯）要是我能够，我一定帮助你。（向菲苾）要是我有可能，我一定会
爱你。明天大家来和我相会。（向菲苾）假如我会跟女人结婚，我一定跟你结婚；
我要在明天结婚了。（向奥兰多）假如我会使男人满足，我一定使你满足；你要在
明天结婚了。（向西尔维斯）假如使你喜欢的东西能使你满意，我一定使你满意；
你要在明天结婚了。（向奥兰多）你既然爱罗瑟琳，请你赴约。（向西尔维斯）你
既然爱菲苾，请你赴约。我既然不爱什么女人，我也赴约。现在再见吧；我已经吩
咐过你们了。

    西尔维斯只要我活着，我一定不失约。

    菲苾我也不失约。

    奥兰多我也不失约。（各下。）

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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
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
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.
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.
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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:
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.
Exeunt
第五幕

    第一场亚登森林

    试金石及奥德蕾上。

    试金石咱们总会找到一个时间的，奥德蕾；耐心点儿吧，温柔的奥德蕾。

    奥德蕾那位老先生虽然这么说，其实这个牧师也很好呀。

    试金石顶坏不过的奥列佛师傅，奥德蕾；顶不好的马坦克斯特。但是，奥德
蕾，林子里有一个年轻人要向你求婚呢。

    奥德蕾嗯，我知道他是谁；他跟我全没有关涉。你说起的那个人来了。

    威廉上。

    试金石看见一个村汉在我是家常便饭。凭良心说话，我们这辈聪明人真是作
孽不浅；我们总是忍不住要寻寻人家的开心。

    威廉晚安，奥德蕾。

    奥德蕾你晚安哪，威廉。

    威廉晚安，先生。

    试金石晚安，好朋友。把帽子戴上了，把帽子戴上了；请不用客气，把帽子
戴上了。你多大年纪了，朋友？

    威廉二十五了，先生。

    试金石正是妙龄。你名叫威廉吗？

    威廉威廉，先生。

    试金石一个好名字。是生在这林子里的吗？

    戚廉是的，先生，我感谢上帝。

    试金石“感谢上帝”；很好的回答。很有钱吗？

    威廉呃，先生，不过如此。

    试金石“不过如此”，很好很好，好得很；可是也不算怎么好，不过如此而已。
你聪明吗？

    威廉呃，先生，我还算聪明。

    试金石啊，你说得很好。我现在记起一句话来了，“傻子自以为聪明，但聪
明人知道他自己是个傻子。”异教的哲学家想要吃一颗葡萄的时候，便张开嘴唇来，
把它放进嘴里去；那意思是表示葡萄是生下来给人吃，嘴唇是生下来要张开的。你
爱这姑娘吗？

    威廉是的，先生。

    试金石把你的手给我。你有学问吗？

    威廉没有，先生。

    试金石那么让我教训你：有者有也；修辞学上有这么一个譬喻，把酒从杯子
里倒在碗里，一只满了，那一只便要落空。写文章的人大家都承认“彼”即是他；
好，你不是彼，因为我是他。

    威廉哪一个他，先生？

    试金石先生，就是要跟这个女人结婚的他。所以，你这村夫，莫——那在俗
话里就是不要——与此妇——那在土话里就是和这个女人——交游——那在普通话
里就是来往；合拢来说，莫与此妇交游，否则，村夫，你就要毁灭；或者让你容易
明白些，你就要死；那就是说，我要杀死你，把你干掉，叫你活不成，让你当奴才。
我要用毒药毒死你，一顿棒儿打死你，或者用钢刀搠死你；就要跟你打架；就要想
出计策来打倒你；我要用一百五十种法子杀死你；所以赶快发着抖滚吧。

    奥德蕾你快去吧，好威廉。

    威廉上帝保佑您快活，先生。（下。）

    柯林上。

    柯林我们的大官人和小娘子找着你哪；来，走啊！走啊！

    试金石走，奥德蕾！走，奥德蕾！我就来，我就来。（同下。）

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SCENE III. The forest.

Enter ROSALIND and CELIA
ROSALIND
How say you now? Is it not past two o'clock? and
here much Orlando!
CELIA
I warrant you, with pure love and troubled brain, he
hath ta'en his bow and arrows and is gone forth to
sleep. Look, who comes here.
Enter SILVIUS

SILVIUS
My errand is to you, fair youth;
My gentle Phebe bid me give you this:
I know not the contents; but, as I guess
By the stern brow and waspish action
Which she did use as she was writing of it,
It bears an angry tenor: pardon me:
I am but as a guiltless messenger.
ROSALIND
Patience herself would startle at this letter
And play the swaggerer; bear this, bear all:
She says I am not fair, that I lack manners;
She calls me proud, and that she could not love me,
Were man as rare as phoenix. 'Od's my will!
Her love is not the hare that I do hunt:
Why writes she so to me? Well, shepherd, well,
This is a letter of your own device.
SILVIUS
No, I protest, I know not the contents:
Phebe did write it.
ROSALIND
Come, come, you are a fool
And turn'd into the extremity of love.
I saw her hand: she has a leathern hand.
A freestone-colour'd hand; I verily did think
That her old gloves were on, but 'twas her hands:
She has a huswife's hand; but that's no matter:
I say she never did invent this letter;
This is a man's invention and his hand.
SILVIUS
Sure, it is hers.
ROSALIND
Why, 'tis a boisterous and a cruel style.
A style for-challengers; why, she defies me,
Like Turk to Christian: women's gentle brain
Could not drop forth such giant-rude invention
Such Ethiope words, blacker in their effect
Than in their countenance. Will you hear the letter?
SILVIUS
So please you, for I never heard it yet;
Yet heard too much of Phebe's cruelty.
ROSALIND
She Phebes me: mark how the tyrant writes.
Reads

Art thou god to shepherd turn'd,
That a maiden's heart hath burn'd?
Can a woman rail thus?
SILVIUS
Call you this railing?
ROSALIND
[Reads]
Why, thy godhead laid apart,
Warr'st thou with a woman's heart?
Did you ever hear such railing?
Whiles the eye of man did woo me,
That could do no vengeance to me.
Meaning me a beast.
If the scorn of your bright eyne
Have power to raise such love in mine,
Alack, in me what strange effect
Would they work in mild aspect!
Whiles you chid me, I did love;
How then might your prayers move!
He that brings this love to thee
Little knows this love in me:
And by him seal up thy mind;
Whether that thy youth and kind
Will the faithful offer take
Of me and all that I can make;
Or else by him my love deny,
And then I'll study how to die.
SILVIUS
Call you this chiding?
CELIA
Alas, poor shepherd!
ROSALIND
Do you pity him? no, he deserves no pity. Wilt
thou love such a woman? What, to make thee an
instrument and play false strains upon thee! not to
be endured! Well, go your way to her, for I see
love hath made thee a tame snake, and say this to
her: that if she love me, I charge her to love
thee; if she will not, I will never have her unless
thou entreat for her. If you be a true lover,
hence, and not a word; for here comes more company.
Exit SILVIUS

Enter OLIVER

OLIVER
Good morrow, fair ones: pray you, if you know,
Where in the purlieus of this forest stands
A sheep-cote fenced about with olive trees?
CELIA
West of this place, down in the neighbour bottom:
The rank of osiers by the murmuring stream
Left on your right hand brings you to the place.
But at this hour the house doth keep itself;
There's none within.
OLIVER
If that an eye may profit by a tongue,
Then should I know you by description;
Such garments and such years: 'The boy is fair,
Of female favour, and bestows himself
Like a ripe sister: the woman low
And browner than her brother.' Are not you
The owner of the house I did inquire for?
CELIA
It is no boast, being ask'd, to say we are.
OLIVER
Orlando doth commend him to you both,
And to that youth he calls his Rosalind
He sends this bloody napkin. Are you he?
ROSALIND
I am: what must we understand by this?
OLIVER
Some of my shame; if you will know of me
What man I am, and how, and why, and where
This handkercher was stain'd.
CELIA
I pray you, tell it.
OLIVER
When last the young Orlando parted from you
He left a promise to return again
Within an hour, and pacing through the forest,
Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
Lo, what befell! he threw his eye aside,
And mark what object did present itself:
Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd with age
And high top bald with dry antiquity,
A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair,
Lay sleeping on his back: about his neck
A green and gilded snake had wreathed itself,
Who with her head nimble in threats approach'd
The opening of his mouth; but suddenly,
Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself,
And with indented glides did slip away
Into a bush: under which bush's shade
A lioness, with udders all drawn dry,
Lay couching, head on ground, with catlike watch,
When that the sleeping man should stir; for 'tis
The royal disposition of that beast
To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead:
This seen, Orlando did approach the man
And found it was his brother, his elder brother.
CELIA
O, I have heard him speak of that same brother;
And he did render him the most unnatural
That lived amongst men.
OLIVER
And well he might so do,
For well I know he was unnatural.
ROSALIND
But, to Orlando: did he leave him there,
Food to the suck'd and hungry lioness?
OLIVER
Twice did he turn his back and purposed so;
But kindness, nobler ever than revenge,
And nature, stronger than his just occasion,
Made him give battle to the lioness,
Who quickly fell before him: in which hurtling
From miserable slumber I awaked.
CELIA
Are you his brother?
ROSALIND
Wast you he rescued?
CELIA
Was't you that did so oft contrive to kill him?
OLIVER
'Twas I; but 'tis not I    I do not shame
To tell you what I was, since my conversion
So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.
ROSALIND
But, for the bloody napkin?
OLIVER
By and by.
When from the first to last betwixt us two
Tears our recountments had most kindly bathed,
As how I came into that desert place:--
In brief, he led me to the gentle duke,
Who gave me fresh array and entertainment,
Committing me unto my brother's love;
Who led me instantly unto his cave,
There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm
The lioness had torn some flesh away,
Which all this while had bled; and now he fainted
And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind.
Brief, I recover'd him, bound up his wound;
And, after some small space, being strong at heart,
He sent me hither, stranger as I am,
To tell this story, that you might excuse
His broken promise, and to give this napkin
Dyed in his blood unto the shepherd youth
That he in sport doth call his Rosalind.
ROSALIND swoons

CELIA
Why, how now, Ganymede! sweet Ganymede!
OLIVER
Many will swoon when they do look on blood.
CELIA
There is more in it. Cousin Ganymede!
OLIVER
Look, he recovers.
ROSALIND
I would I were at home.
CELIA
We'll lead you thither.
I pray you, will you take him by the arm?
OLIVER
Be of good cheer, youth: you a man! you lack a
man's heart.
ROSALIND
I do so, I confess it. Ah, sirrah, a body would
think this was well counterfeited! I pray you, tell
your brother how well I counterfeited. Heigh-ho!
OLIVER
This was not counterfeit: there is too great
testimony in your complexion that it was a passion
of earnest.
ROSALIND
Counterfeit, I assure you.
OLIVER
Well then, take a good heart and counterfeit to be a man.
ROSALIND
So I do: but, i' faith, I should have been a woman by right.
CELIA
Come, you look paler and paler: pray you, draw
homewards. Good sir, go with us.
OLIVER
That will I, for I must bear answer back
How you excuse my brother, Rosalind.
ROSALIND
I shall devise something: but, I pray you, commend
my counterfeiting to him. Will you go?
Exeunt第三场林中的另一部分

    罗瑟琳及西莉娅上。

    罗瑟琳你现在怎么说？不是过了两点钟了吗？这儿哪见有什么奥兰多！

    西莉娅我对你说，他怀着纯洁的爱情和忧虑的头脑，带了弓箭出去睡觉去了。
瞧，谁来了。

    西尔维斯上。

    西尔维斯我奉命来见您，美貌的少年；我的温柔的菲苾要我把这信送给您。
（将信交罗瑟琳）里面说的什么话我不知道；但是照她写这封信的时候那发怒的神
气看来，多半是一些气恼的话。原谅我，我只是个不知情的送信人。

    罗瑟琳（阅信）最有耐性的人见了这封信也要暴跳如雷；是可忍，孰不可忍？
她说我不漂亮；说我没有礼貌；说我骄傲；说即使男人像凤凰那样希罕，她也不会
爱我。天哪！我并不曾要追求她的爱，她为什么写这种话给我呢？好，牧人，好，
这封信是你捣的鬼。

    西尔维斯不，我发誓我不知道里面写些什么；这封信是菲苾写的。

    罗瑟琳算了吧，算了吧，你是个傻瓜，为了爱情颠倒到这等地步。我看见过
她的手，她的手就像一块牛皮那样粗糙，一块沙石那样颜色；我以为她戴着一副旧
手套，哪知道原来就是她的手；她有一双作粗活的手；但这可不用管它。我说她从
来不曾想到过写这封信；这是男人出的花样，是一个男人的笔迹。

    西尔维斯真的，那是她的笔迹。

    罗瑟琳嘿，这是粗暴的凶狠的口气，全然是挑战的口气；嘿，她就像土耳其
人向基督徒那样向我挑战呢。女人家的温柔的头脑里，决不会想出这种恣睢暴戾的
念头来；这种狠恶的字句，含着比字面更狠恶的用意。你要不要听听这封信？

    西尔维斯假如您愿意，请您念给我听听吧。因为我还不曾听到过它呢；虽然
关于菲苾的凶狠的话，倒已经听了不少了。

    罗瑟琳她要向我撒野呢。听那只雌老虎怎样写法：（读）

    你是不是天神的化身，

    来燃烧一个少女的心？

    女人会这样骂人吗？

    西尔维斯您把这种话叫作骂人吗？

    罗瑟琳（读）

    撇下了你神圣的殿堂，

    虐弄一个痴心的姑娘？

    你听见过这种骂人的话吗？

    人们的眼睛向我求爱，

    从不曾给我丝毫损害。

    意思说我是个畜生。

    你一双美目中的轻蔑，

    尚能勾起我这般情热；

    唉！假如你能青眼相加，

    我更将怎样意乱如麻！

    你一边骂，我一边爱你；

    你倘求我，我何事不依？

    代我传达情意的来使，

    并不知道我这段心事；

    让他带下了你的回报，

    告诉我你的青春年少，

    肯不肯接受我的奉献，

    把我的一切听你调遣；

    否则就请把拒绝明言，

    我准备一死了却情缘。

    西尔维斯您把这叫做骂吗？

    西莉娅唉，可怜的牧人！

    罗瑟琳你可怜他吗？不，他是不值得怜悯的。你会爱这种女人吗？嘿，利用
你作工具，那样玩弄你！怎么受得住！好，你到她那儿去吧，因为我知道爱情已经
把你变成一条驯服的蛇了；你去对她说：要是她爱我，我吩咐她爱你；要是她不肯
爱你，那么我决不要她，除非你代她恳求。假如你是个真心的恋人，去吧，别说一
句话；瞧又有人来了。（西尔维斯下。）

    奥列佛上。

    奥列佛早安，两位。请问你们知不知道在这座树林的边界有一所用橄榄树围
绕着的羊栏？

    西莉娅在这儿的西面，附近的山谷之下，从那微语喃喃的泉水旁边那一列柳
树的地方向右出发，便可以到那边去。但现在那边只有一所空屋，没有人在里面。

    奥列佛假如听了人家嘴里的叙述便可以用眼睛认识出来，那么你们的模样正
是我所听到说起的，穿着这样的衣服，这样的年纪：“那个年生得很俊，脸孔像个
女人，行为举动像是老大姊似的；那女人是矮矮的，比她的哥哥黝黑些。”你们正
就是我所要寻访的那屋子的主人吗？

    西莉娅既蒙下问，那么我们说我们正是那屋子的主人，也不算是自己的夸口
了。

    奥列佛奥兰多要我向你们两位致意；这一方染着血迹的手帕，他叫我送给他
称为他的罗瑟琳的那位少年。您就是他吗？

    罗瑟琳正是；这是什么意思呢？

    奥列佛说起来徒增我的惭愧，假如你们要知道我是谁，这一方手帕怎样、为
什么、在哪里沾上这些血迹。

    西莉娅请您说吧。

    奥列佛年轻的奥兰多上次跟你们分别的时候，曾经答应过在一小时之内回来；
他正在林中行走，品味着爱情的甜蜜和苦涩，瞧，什么事发生了！他把眼睛向旁边
一望，你瞧，他看见了些什么东西：在一株满覆着苍苔的秃顶的老橡树之下，有一
个不幸的衣衫褴褛须发蓬松的人仰面睡着；一条金绿的蛇缠在他的头上，正预备把
它的头敏捷地伸进他的张开的嘴里去，可是突然看见了奥兰多，它便松了开来，蜿
蜒地溜进林莽中去了；在那林荫下有一头乳房干瘪的母狮，头贴着地蹲伏着，像猫
一样注视这睡着的人的动静，因为那畜生有一种高贵的素性，不会去侵犯瞧上去似
乎已经死了的东西。奥兰多一见了这情形，便走到那人的面前，一看却是他的兄长，
他的大哥。

    西莉娅啊！我听见他说起过那个哥哥；他说他是一个再忍心害理不过的。

    奥列佛他很可以那样说，因为我知道他确是忍心害理的。

    罗瑟琳但是我们说奥兰多吧；他把他丢下在那儿，让他给那饿狮吃了吗？

    奥列佛他两次转身想去；可是善心比复仇更高贵，天性克服了他的私怨，使
他去和那母狮格斗，很快地那狮子便在他手下丧命了。我听见了搏击的声音，就从
苦恼的瞌睡中醒过来了。

    西莉娅你就是他的哥哥吗？

    罗瑟琳他救的便是你吗？

    西莉娅老是设计谋害他的便是你吗？

    奥列佛那是从前的我，不是现在的我。我现在感到很幸福，已经变了个新的
人了，因此我可以不惭愧地告诉你们我从前的为人。

    罗瑟琳可是那块血渍的手帕是怎样来的？

    奥列佛别性急。那时我们两人述叙着彼此的经历，以及我到这荒野里来的原
委；一面说一面自然流露的眼泪流个不住。简单地说，他把我领去见那善良的公爵，
公爵赏给我新衣服穿，款待着我，吩咐我的弟弟照应我；于是他立刻带我到他的洞
里去，脱下衣服来，一看臂上给母狮抓去了一块肉，血不停地流着，那时他便晕了
过去，嘴里还念着罗瑟琳的名字。简单地说，我把他救醒转来，裹好了他的伤口；
略过些时，他精神恢复了，便叫我这个陌生人到这儿来把这件事通知你们，请你们
原谅他的失约。这一方手帕在他的血里浸过，他要我交给他戏称为罗瑟琳的那位青
年牧人。（罗瑟琳晕去。）

    西莉娅呀，怎么啦，盖尼米德！亲爱的盖尼米德！

    奥列佛有好多人一见了血便要发晕。

    西莉娅还有其他的缘故哩。哥哥！盖尼米德！

    奥列佛瞧，他醒过来了。

    罗瑟琳我要回家去。

    西莉娅我们可以陪着你去。——请您扶着他的臂膀好不好？

    奥列佛提起精神来，孩子。你算是个男人吗？你太没有男人气了。

    罗瑟琳一点不错，我承认。啊，好小子！人家会觉得我假装得很像哩。请您
告诉令弟我假装得多么像。嗳唷！

    奥列佛这不是假装；你的脸色已经有了太清楚的证明，这是出于真情的。

    罗瑟琳告诉您吧，真的是假装的。

    奥列佛好吧，那么振作起来，假装个男人样子吧。

    罗瑟琳我正在假装着呢；可是凭良心说，我理该是个女人。

    西莉娅来，你瞧上去脸色越变越白了；回家去吧。好先生，陪我们去吧。

    奥列佛好的，因为我必须把你怎样原谅舍弟的回音带回去呢，罗瑟琳。

    罗瑟琳我会想出些什么来的。但是我请您就把我的假装的样子告诉他吧。我
们走吧。（同下。）

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SCENE II. The forest.

Enter JAQUES, Lords, and Foresters
JAQUES
Which is he that killed the deer?
A Lord
Sir, it was I.
JAQUES
Let's present him to the duke, like a Roman
conqueror; and it would do well to set the deer's
horns upon his head, for a branch of victory. Have
you no song, forester, for this purpose?
Forester
Yes, sir.
JAQUES
Sing it: 'tis no matter how it be in tune, so it
make noise enough.
SONG.
Forester
What shall he have that kill'd the deer?
His leather skin and horns to wear.
Then sing him home;
The rest shall bear this burden

Take thou no scorn to wear the horn;
It was a crest ere thou wast born:
Thy father's father wore it,
And thy father bore it:
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn
Is not a thing to laugh to scorn.
Exeunt第二场林中的另一部分

    杰奎斯、众臣及林居人等上。

    杰奎斯是谁把鹿杀死的？

    臣甲先生，是我。

    杰奎斯让我们引他去见公爵，像一个罗马的凯旋将军一样；顶好把鹿角插在
他头上，表示胜利的光荣。林居人，你们没有个应景的歌儿吗？

    林居人有的，先生。

    杰奎斯那么唱起来吧；不要管它调子怎样，只要可以热闹热闹就是了。

    林居人（唱）

    杀鹿的人好幸福，

    穿它的皮顶它角。

唱个歌儿送送他。

    顶了鹿角莫讥笑，

    古时便已当冠帽；

你的祖父戴过它，

你的阿爹顶过它：

    鹿角鹿角壮而美，

    你们取笑真不对。（众下。）

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SCENE I. The forest.

Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and JAQUES
JAQUES
I prithee, pretty youth, let me be better acquainted
with thee.
ROSALIND
They say you are a melancholy fellow.
JAQUES
I am so; I do love it better than laughing.
ROSALIND
Those that are in extremity of either are abominable
fellows and betray themselves to every modern
censure worse than drunkards.
JAQUES
Why, 'tis good to be sad and say nothing.
ROSALIND
Why then, 'tis good to be a post.
JAQUES
I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is
emulation, nor the musician's, which is fantastical,
nor the courtier's, which is proud, nor the
soldier's, which is ambitious, nor the lawyer's,
which is politic, nor the lady's, which is nice, nor
the lover's, which is all these: but it is a
melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples,
extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry's
contemplation of my travels, in which my often
rumination wraps me m a most humorous sadness.
ROSALIND
A traveller! By my faith, you have great reason to
be sad: I fear you have sold your own lands to see
other men's; then, to have seen much and to have
nothing, is to have rich eyes and poor hands.
JAQUES
Yes, I have gained my experience.
ROSALIND
And your experience makes you sad: I had rather have
a fool to make me merry than experience to make me
sad; and to travel for it too!
Enter ORLANDO

ORLANDO
Good day and happiness, dear Rosalind!
JAQUES
Nay, then, God be wi' you, an you talk in blank verse.
Exit

ROSALIND
Farewell, Monsieur Traveller: look you lisp and
wear strange suits, disable all the benefits of your
own country, be out of love with your nativity and
almost chide God for making you that countenance you
are, or I will scarce think you have swam in a
gondola. Why, how now, Orlando! where have you been
all this while? You a lover! An you serve me such
another trick, never come in my sight more.
ORLANDO
My fair Rosalind, I come within an hour of my promise.
ROSALIND
Break an hour's promise in love! He that will
divide a minute into a thousand parts and break but
a part of the thousandth part of a minute in the
affairs of love, it may be said of him that Cupid
hath clapped him o' the shoulder, but I'll warrant
him heart-whole.
ORLANDO
Pardon me, dear Rosalind.
ROSALIND
Nay, an you be so tardy, come no more in my sight: I
had as lief be wooed of a snail.
ORLANDO
Of a snail?
ROSALIND
Ay, of a snail; for though he comes slowly, he
carries his house on his head; a better jointure,
I think, than you make a woman: besides he brings
his destiny with him.
ORLANDO
What's that?
ROSALIND
Why, horns, which such as you are fain to be
beholding to your wives for: but he comes armed in
his fortune and prevents the slander of his wife.
ORLANDO
Virtue is no horn-maker; and my Rosalind is virtuous.
ROSALIND
And I am your Rosalind.
CELIA
It pleases him to call you so; but he hath a
Rosalind of a better leer than you.
ROSALIND
Come, woo me, woo me, for now I am in a holiday
humour and like enough to consent. What would you
say to me now, an I were your very very Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I would kiss before I spoke.
ROSALIND
Nay, you were better speak first, and when you were
gravelled for lack of matter, you might take
occasion to kiss. Very good orators, when they are
out, they will spit; and for lovers lacking--God
warn us!--matter, the cleanliest shift is to kiss.
ORLANDO
How if the kiss be denied?
ROSALIND
Then she puts you to entreaty, and there begins new matter.
ORLANDO
Who could be out, being before his beloved mistress?
ROSALIND
Marry, that should you, if I were your mistress, or
I should think my honesty ranker than my wit.
ORLANDO
What, of my suit?
ROSALIND
Not out of your apparel, and yet out of your suit.
Am not I your Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I take some joy to say you are, because I would be
talking of her.
ROSALIND
Well in her person I say I will not have you.
ORLANDO
Then in mine own person I die.
ROSALIND
No, faith, die by attorney. The poor world is
almost six thousand years old, and in all this time
there was not any man died in his own person,
videlicit, in a love-cause. Troilus had his brains
dashed out with a Grecian club; yet he did what he
could to die before, and he is one of the patterns
of love. Leander, he would have lived many a fair
year, though Hero had turned nun, if it had not been
for a hot midsummer night; for, good youth, he went
but forth to wash him in the Hellespont and being
taken with the cramp was drowned and the foolish
coroners of that age found it was 'Hero of Sestos.'
But these are all lies: men have died from time to
time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
ORLANDO
I would not have my right Rosalind of this mind,
for, I protest, her frown might kill me.
ROSALIND
By this hand, it will not kill a fly. But come, now
I will be your Rosalind in a more coming-on
disposition, and ask me what you will. I will grant
it.
ORLANDO
Then love me, Rosalind.
ROSALIND
Yes, faith, will I, Fridays and Saturdays and all.
ORLANDO
And wilt thou have me?
ROSALIND
Ay, and twenty such.
ORLANDO
What sayest thou?
ROSALIND
Are you not good?
ORLANDO
I hope so.
ROSALIND
Why then, can one desire too much of a good thing?
Come, sister, you shall be the priest and marry us.
Give me your hand, Orlando. What do you say, sister?
ORLANDO
Pray thee, marry us.
CELIA
I cannot say the words.
ROSALIND
You must begin, 'Will you, Orlando--'
CELIA
Go to. Will you, Orlando, have to wife this Rosalind?
ORLANDO
I will.
ROSALIND
Ay, but when?
ORLANDO
Why now; as fast as she can marry us.
ROSALIND
Then you must say 'I take thee, Rosalind, for wife.'
ORLANDO
I take thee, Rosalind, for wife.
ROSALIND
I might ask you for your commission; but I do take
thee, Orlando, for my husband: there's a girl goes
before the priest; and certainly a woman's thought
runs before her actions.
ORLANDO
So do all thoughts; they are winged.
ROSALIND
Now tell me how long you would have her after you
have possessed her.
ORLANDO
For ever and a day.
ROSALIND
Say 'a day,' without the 'ever.' No, no, Orlando;
men are April when they woo, December when they wed:
maids are May when they are maids, but the sky
changes when they are wives. I will be more jealous
of thee than a Barbary cock-pigeon over his hen,
more clamorous than a parrot against rain, more
new-fangled than an ape, more giddy in my desires
than a monkey: I will weep for nothing, like Diana
in the fountain, and I will do that when you are
disposed to be merry; I will laugh like a hyen, and
that when thou art inclined to sleep.
ORLANDO
But will my Rosalind do so?
ROSALIND
By my life, she will do as I do.
ORLANDO
O, but she is wise.
ROSALIND
Or else she could not have the wit to do this: the
wiser, the waywarder: make the doors upon a woman's
wit and it will out at the casement; shut that and
'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly
with the smoke out at the chimney.
ORLANDO
A man that had a wife with such a wit, he might say
'Wit, whither wilt?'
ROSALIND
Nay, you might keep that cheque for it till you met
your wife's wit going to your neighbour's bed.
ORLANDO
And what wit could wit have to excuse that?
ROSALIND
Marry, to say she came to seek you there. You shall
never take her without her answer, unless you take
her without her tongue. O, that woman that cannot
make her fault her husband's occasion, let her
never nurse her child herself, for she will breed
it like a fool!
ORLANDO
For these two hours, Rosalind, I will leave thee.
ROSALIND
Alas! dear love, I cannot lack thee two hours.
ORLANDO
I must attend the duke at dinner: by two o'clock I
will be with thee again.
ROSALIND
Ay, go your ways, go your ways; I knew what you
would prove: my friends told me as much, and I
thought no less: that flattering tongue of yours
won me: 'tis but one cast away, and so, come,
death! Two o'clock is your hour?
ORLANDO
Ay, sweet Rosalind.
ROSALIND
By my troth, and in good earnest, and so God mend
me, and by all pretty oaths that are not dangerous,
if you break one jot of your promise or come one
minute behind your hour, I will think you the most
pathetical break-promise and the most hollow lover
and the most unworthy of her you call Rosalind that
may be chosen out of the gross band of the
unfaithful: therefore beware my censure and keep
your promise.
ORLANDO
With no less religion than if thou wert indeed my
Rosalind: so adieu.
ROSALIND
Well, Time is the old justice that examines all such
offenders, and let Time try: adieu.
Exit ORLANDO

CELIA
You have simply misused our sex in your love-prate:
we must have your doublet and hose plucked over your
head, and show the world what the bird hath done to
her own nest.
ROSALIND
O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou
didst know how many fathom deep I am in love! But
it cannot be sounded: my affection hath an unknown
bottom, like the bay of Portugal.
CELIA
Or rather, bottomless, that as fast as you pour
affection in, it runs out.
ROSALIND
No, that same wicked bastard of Venus that was begot
of thought, conceived of spleen and born of madness,
that blind rascally boy that abuses every one's eyes
because his own are out, let him be judge how deep I
am in love. I'll tell thee, Aliena, I cannot be out
of the sight of Orlando: I'll go find a shadow and
sigh till he come.
CELIA
And I'll sleep.
Exeunt
第四幕

    第一场亚登森林

    罗瑟琳、西莉娅及杰奎斯上。

    杰奎斯可爱的少年，请你许我跟你结识结识。

    罗瑟琳他们说你是个多愁的人。

    杰奎斯是的，我喜欢发愁不喜欢笑。

    罗瑟琳这两件事各趋极端，都会叫人讨厌，比之醉汉更容易招一般人的指摘。

    杰奎斯发发愁不说话，有什么不好？

    罗瑟琳那么何不做一根木头呢？

    杰奎斯我没有学者的忧愁，那是好胜；也没有音乐家的忧愁，那是幻想；也
没有侍臣的忧愁，那是骄傲；也没有军人的忧愁，那是野心；也没有律师的忧愁，
那是狡猾；也没有女人的忧愁，那是挑剔；也没有情人的忧愁，那是集上面一切之
大成；我的忧愁全然是我独有的，它是由各种成分组成的，是从许多事物中提炼出
来的，是我旅行中所得到的各种观感，因为不断沉思，终于把我笼罩在一种十分古
怪的悲哀之中。

    罗瑟琳是一个旅行家吗？噢，那你就有应该悲哀的理由了。我想你多半是卖
去了自己的田地去看别人的田地；看见的这么多，自己却一无所有；眼睛是看饱了，
两手却是空空的。

    杰奎斯是的，我已经得到了我的经验。

    罗瑟琳而你的经验使你悲哀。我宁愿叫一个傻瓜来逗我发笑，不愿叫经验来
使我悲哀；而且还要到各处旅行去找它！

    奥兰多上。

    奥兰多早安，亲爱的罗瑟琳！

    杰奎斯要是你要念起诗来，那么我可要少陪了。（下。）

    罗瑟琳再会，旅行家先生。你该打起些南腔北调，穿了些奇装异服，瞧不起
本国的一切好处，厌恶你的故乡，简直要怨恨上帝干吗不给你生一副外国人的相貌；
否则我可不能相信你曾经在威尼斯荡过艇子。——啊，怎么，奥兰多！你这些时都
在哪儿？你算是一个情人！要是你再对我来这么一套，你可再不用来见我了。

    奥兰多我的好罗瑟琳，我来得不过迟了一小时还不满。

    罗瑟琳误了一小时的情人的约会！谁要是把一分钟分作了一千分，而在恋爱
上误了一千分之一分钟的几分之一的约会，这种人人家也许会说丘匹德曾经拍过他
的肩膀，可是我敢说他的心是不曾中过爱神之箭的。

    奥兰多原谅我吧，亲爱的罗瑟琳！

    罗瑟琳哼，要是你再这样慢腾腾的，以后不用再来见我了；我宁愿让一条蜗
牛向我献殷勤的。

    奥兰多一条蜗牛！

    罗瑟琳对了，一条蜗牛；因为他虽然走得慢，可是却把他的屋子顶在头上，
我想这是一份比你所能给与一个女人的更好的家产；而且他还随身带着他的命运哩。

    奥兰多那是什么？

    罗瑟琳嘿，角儿哪；那正是你所要谢谢你的妻子的，可是他却自己随身带了
它做武器，免得人家说他妻子的坏话。

    奥兰多贤德的女子不会叫她丈夫当忘八；我的罗瑟琳是贤德的。

    罗瑟琳而我是你的罗瑟琳吗？

    西莉娅他欢喜这样叫你；可是他有一个长得比你漂亮的罗瑟琳哩。

    罗瑟琳来，向我求婚，向我求婚；我现在很高兴；多半会答应你。假如我真
是你的罗瑟琳，你现在要向我说些什么话？

    奥兰多我要在没有说话之前先接个吻。

    罗瑟琳不，你最好先说话，等到所有的话都说完了，想不出什么来的时候，
你就可以趁此接吻。善于演说的人，当他们一时无话可说之际，他们会吐一口痰；
情人们呢，上帝保佑我们！倘使缺少了说话的资料，接吻是最便当的补救办法。

    奥兰多假如她不肯让我吻她呢？

    罗瑟琳那么她就使得你向她请求，这样又有了新的话题了。

    奥兰多谁见了他的心爱的情人而会说不出话来呢？

    罗瑟琳哼，假如我是你的情人，你就会说不出话来。不然的话，我就会认为
自己是德有余而才不足了。

    奥兰多怎么，我会闷头不语吗？

    罗瑟琳可以伸头，却说不出话。我不是你的罗瑟琳吗？

    奥兰多我很愿意把你当作罗瑟琳，因为这样我就可以讲着她了。

    罗瑟琳好，我代表她说我不愿接受你。

    奥兰多那么我代表我自己说我要死去。

    罗瑟琳不，真的，还是请个人代死吧。这个可怜的世界差不多有六千年的岁
数了，可是从来不曾有过一个人亲自殉情而死。特洛伊罗斯是被一个希腊人的棍棒
砸出了脑浆的；可是在这以前他就已经寻过死，而他是一个模范的情人。即使希罗
当了尼姑，里昂德也会活下去活了好多年的，倘不是因为一个酷热的仲夏之夜；因
为，好孩子，他本来只是要到赫勒斯滂海峡里去洗个澡的，可是在水中害起抽筋来，
因而淹死了：那时代的愚蠢的史家却说他是为了塞斯托斯的希罗而死。这些全都是
谎；人们一代一代地死去，他们的尸体都给蛆虫吃了，可是决不会为爱情而死的。

    奥兰多我不愿我的真正的罗瑟琳也作这样的想法；因为我可以发誓说她只要
皱一皱眉头就会把我杀死。

    罗瑟琳我凭着此手发誓，那是连一只苍蝇也杀不死的。但是来吧，现在我要
做你的一个乖乖的罗瑟琳；你向我要求什么，我一定允许你。

    奥兰多那么爱我吧，罗瑟琳！

    罗瑟琳好，我就爱你，星期五、星期六以及一切的日子。

    奥兰多你肯接受我吗？

    罗瑟琳肯的，我肯接受像你这样二十个男人。

    奥兰多你怎么说？

    罗瑟琳你不是个好人吗？

    奥兰多我希望是的。

    罗瑟琳那么好的东西会嫌太多吗？ ——来，妹妹，你要扮做牧师，给我们主
婚。——把你的手给我，奥兰多。你怎么说，妹妹？

    奥兰多请你给我们主婚。

    西莉娅我不会说。

    罗瑟琳你应当这样开始：“奥兰多，你愿不愿——”

    西莉娅好吧。——奥兰多，你愿不愿娶这个罗瑟琳为妻？

    奥兰多我愿意。

    罗瑟琳嗯，但是什么时候才娶呢？

    奥兰多当然就在现在哪；只要她能替我们完成婚礼。

    罗瑟琳那么你必须说，“罗瑟琳，我娶你为妻。”

    奥兰多罗瑟琳，我娶你为妻。

    罗瑟琳我本来可以问你凭着什么来娶我的；可是奥兰多，我愿意接受你做我
的丈夫。——这丫头等不到牧师问起，就冲口说出来了；真的，女人的思想总是比
行动跑得更快。

    奥兰多一切的思想都是这样；它们是生着翅膀的。

    罗瑟琳现在你告诉我你占有了她之后，打算保留多久？

    奥兰多永久再加上一天。

    罗瑟琳说一天，不用说永久。不，不，奥兰多，男人们在未婚的时候是四月
天，结婚的时候是十二月天；姑娘们做姑娘的时候是五月天，一做了妻子，季候便
改变了。我要比一头巴巴里雄鸽对待它的雌鸽格外多疑地对待你；我要比下雨前的
鹦鹉格外吵闹，比猢狲格外弃旧怜新，比猴子格外反复无常；我要在你高兴的时候
像喷泉上的狄安娜女神雕像一样无端哭泣；我要在你想睡的时候像土狼一样纵声大
笑。

    奥兰多但是我的罗瑟琳会做出这种事来吗？

    罗瑟琳我可以发誓她会像我一样做出来的。

    奥兰多啊！但是她是个聪明人哩。

    罗瑟琳她倘不聪明，怎么有本领做这等事？越是聪明，越是淘气。假如用一
扇门把一个女人的才情关起来，它会从窗子里钻出来的；关了窗，它会从钥匙孔里
钻出来的；塞住了钥匙孔，它会跟着一道烟从烟囱里飞出来的。

    奥兰多男人娶到了这种有才情的老婆，就难免要感慨“才情才情，看你横行
到什么地方”了。

    罗瑟琳不，你可以把那句骂人的话留起来，等你瞧见你妻子的才情爬上了你
邻人的床上去的时候再说。

    奥兰多那时这位多才的妻子又将用怎样的才情来辩解呢？

    罗瑟琳呃，她会说她是到那儿找你去的。你捉住她，她总有话好说，除非你
把她的舌头割掉。唉！要是一个女人不会把她的错处推到她男人的身上去，那种女
人千万不要让她抚养她自己的孩子，因为她会把他抚养成一个傻子的。

    奥兰多罗瑟琳，这两小时我要离开你。

    罗瑟琳唉！爱人，我两小时都缺不了你哪。

    奥兰多我一定要陪公爵吃饭去；到两点钟我就会回来。

    罗瑟琳好，你去吧，你去吧！我知道你会变成怎样的人。我的朋友们这样对
我说过，我也这样相信着，你是用你那种花言巧语来把我骗上手的。不过又是一个
给人丢弃的罢了；好，死就死吧！你说是两点钟吗？

    奥兰多是的，亲爱的罗瑟琳。

    罗瑟琳凭着良心，一本正经，上帝保佑我，我可以向你起一切无关紧要的誓，
要是你失了一点点儿的约，或是比约定的时间来迟了一分钟，我就要把你当作在一
大堆无义的人们中间一个最可怜的背信者、最空心的情人，最不配被你叫作罗瑟琳
的那人所爱的。所以，留心我的责骂，守你的约吧。

    奥兰多我一定恪遵，就像你真是我的罗瑟琳一样。好，再见。

    罗瑟琳好，时间是审判一切这一类罪人的老法官，让他来审判吧。再见。
（奥兰多下。）

    西莉娅你在你那种情话中间简直是侮辱我们女性。我们一定要把你的衫裤揭
到你的头上，让全世界的人看看鸟儿怎样作践了她自己的窠。

    罗瑟琳啊，小妹妹，小妹妹，我的可爱的小妹妹，你要是知道我是爱得多么
深！可是我的爱是无从测计深度的，因为它有一个渊深莫测的底，像葡萄牙海湾一
样。

    西莉娅或者不如说是没有底的吧；你刚把你的爱倒进去，它就漏了出来。

    罗瑟琳不，维纳斯的那个坏蛋私生子⒁，那个因为忧郁而感孕，因为冲动而
受胎，因为疯狂而诞生的；那个瞎眼的坏孩子，因为自己没有眼睛而把每个人的眼
睛都欺蒙了的；让他来判断我是爱得多么深吧。我告诉你，爱莲娜，我不看见奥兰
多便活不下去。我要找一处树荫，去到那儿长吁短叹地等着他回来。

    西莉娅我要去睡一个觉儿。（同下。）

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SCENE V. Another part of the forest.

Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE
SILVIUS
Sweet Phebe, do not scorn me; do not, Phebe;
Say that you love me not, but say not so
In bitterness. The common executioner,
Whose heart the accustom'd sight of death makes hard,
Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck
But first begs pardon: will you sterner be
Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops?
Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN, behind

PHEBE
I would not be thy executioner:
I fly thee, for I would not injure thee.
Thou tell'st me there is murder in mine eye:
'Tis pretty, sure, and very probable,
That eyes, that are the frail'st and softest things,
Who shut their coward gates on atomies,
Should be call'd tyrants, butchers, murderers!
Now I do frown on thee with all my heart;
And if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee:
Now counterfeit to swoon; why now fall down;
Or if thou canst not, O, for shame, for shame,
Lie not, to say mine eyes are murderers!
Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee:
Scratch thee but with a pin, and there remains
Some scar of it; lean but upon a rush,
The cicatrice and capable impressure
Thy palm some moment keeps; but now mine eyes,
Which I have darted at thee, hurt thee not,
Nor, I am sure, there is no force in eyes
That can do hurt.
SILVIUS
O dear Phebe,
If ever,--as that ever may be near,--
You meet in some fresh cheek the power of fancy,
Then shall you know the wounds invisible
That love's keen arrows make.
PHEBE
But till that time
Come not thou near me: and when that time comes,
Afflict me with thy mocks, pity me not;
As till that time I shall not pity thee.
ROSALIND
And why, I pray you? Who might be your mother,
That you insult, exult, and all at once,
Over the wretched? What though you have no beauty,--
As, by my faith, I see no more in you
Than without candle may go dark to bed--
Must you be therefore proud and pitiless?
Why, what means this? Why do you look on me?
I see no more in you than in the ordinary
Of nature's sale-work. 'Od's my little life,
I think she means to tangle my eyes too!
No, faith, proud mistress, hope not after it:
'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair,
Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream,
That can entame my spirits to your worship.
You foolish shepherd, wherefore do you follow her,
Like foggy south puffing with wind and rain?
You are a thousand times a properer man
Than she a woman: 'tis such fools as you
That makes the world full of ill-favour'd children:
'Tis not her glass, but you, that flatters her;
And out of you she sees herself more proper
Than any of her lineaments can show her.
But, mistress, know yourself: down on your knees,
And thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love:
For I must tell you friendly in your ear,
Sell when you can: you are not for all markets:
Cry the man mercy; love him; take his offer:
Foul is most foul, being foul to be a scoffer.
So take her to thee, shepherd: fare you well.
PHEBE
Sweet youth, I pray you, chide a year together:
I had rather hear you chide than this man woo.
ROSALIND
He's fallen in love with your foulness and she'll
fall in love with my anger. If it be so, as fast as
she answers thee with frowning looks, I'll sauce her
with bitter words. Why look you so upon me?
PHEBE
For no ill will I bear you.
ROSALIND
I pray you, do not fall in love with me,
For I am falser than vows made in wine:
Besides, I like you not. If you will know my house,
'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by.
Will you go, sister? Shepherd, ply her hard.
Come, sister. Shepherdess, look on him better,
And be not proud: though all the world could see,
None could be so abused in sight as he.
Come, to our flock.
Exeunt ROSALIND, CELIA and CORIN

PHEBE
Dead Shepherd, now I find thy saw of might,
'Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?'
SILVIUS
Sweet Phebe,--
PHEBE
Ha, what say'st thou, Silvius?
SILVIUS
Sweet Phebe, pity me.
PHEBE
Why, I am sorry for thee, gentle Silvius.
SILVIUS
Wherever sorrow is, relief would be:
If you do sorrow at my grief in love,
By giving love your sorrow and my grief
Were both extermined.
PHEBE
Thou hast my love: is not that neighbourly?
SILVIUS
I would have you.
PHEBE
Why, that were covetousness.
Silvius, the time was that I hated thee,
And yet it is not that I bear thee love;
But since that thou canst talk of love so well,
Thy company, which erst was irksome to me,
I will endure, and I'll employ thee too:
But do not look for further recompense
Than thine own gladness that thou art employ'd.
SILVIUS
So holy and so perfect is my love,
And I in such a poverty of grace,
That I shall think it a most plenteous crop
To glean the broken ears after the man
That the main harvest reaps: loose now and then
A scatter'd smile, and that I'll live upon.
PHEBE
Know'st now the youth that spoke to me erewhile?
SILVIUS
Not very well, but I have met him oft;
And he hath bought the cottage and the bounds
That the old carlot once was master of.
PHEBE
Think not I love him, though I ask for him:
'Tis but a peevish boy; yet he talks well;
But what care I for words? yet words do well
When he that speaks them pleases those that hear.
It is a pretty youth: not very pretty:
But, sure, he's proud, and yet his pride becomes him:
He'll make a proper man: the best thing in him
Is his complexion; and faster than his tongue
Did make offence his eye did heal it up.
He is not very tall; yet for his years he's tall:
His leg is but so so; and yet 'tis well:
There was a pretty redness in his lip,
A little riper and more lusty red
Than that mix'd in his cheek; 'twas just the difference
Between the constant red and mingled damask.
There be some women, Silvius, had they mark'd him
In parcels as I did, would have gone near
To fall in love with him; but, for my part,
I love him not nor hate him not; and yet
I have more cause to hate him than to love him:
For what had he to do to chide at me?
He said mine eyes were black and my hair black:
And, now I am remember'd, scorn'd at me:
I marvel why I answer'd not again:
But that's all one; omittance is no quittance.
I'll write to him a very taunting letter,
And thou shalt bear it: wilt thou, Silvius?
SILVIUS
Phebe, with all my heart.
PHEBE
I'll write it straight;
The matter's in my head and in my heart:
I will be bitter with him and passing short.
Go with me, Silvius.
Exeunt第五场林中的另一部分

    西尔维斯及菲苾上。

    西尔维斯亲爱的菲苾，不要讥笑我；请不要，菲苾！您可以说您不爱我，但
不要说得那样狠。习惯于杀人的硬心肠的刽子手，在把斧头向低俯的颈项上劈下的
时候也要先说一声对不起；难道您会比这种靠着流血为生的人心肠更硬吗？

    罗瑟琳、西莉娅及柯林自后上。

    菲苾我不愿做你的刽子手，我逃避你，因为我不愿伤害你。你对我说我的眼
睛会杀人；这种话当然说得很好听，很动人；眼睛本来是最柔弱的东西，一见了些
微尘就会胆小得关起门来，居然也会给人叫作暴君、屠夫和凶手！现在我使劲地抡
起白眼瞧着你；假如我的眼睛能够伤人，那么让它们把你杀死了吧：现在你可以假
装晕过去了啊；嘿，现在你可以倒下去了呀；假如你并不倒下去，哼！羞啊，羞啊，
你可别再胡说，说我的眼睛是凶手了。现在你且把我的眼睛加在你身上的伤痕拿出
来看。单单用一枚针儿划了一下，也会有一点疤痕；握着一根灯心草，你的手掌上
也会有一刻儿留着痕迹；可是我的眼光现在向你投射，却不曾伤了你：我相信眼睛
里是决没有可以伤人的力量的。

    西尔维斯啊，亲爱的菲苾，要是有一天——也许那一天就近在眼前——您在
谁个清秀的脸庞上看出了爱情的力量，那时您就会感觉到爱情的利箭所加在您心上
的无形的创伤了。

    菲苾可是在那一天没有到来之前，你不要走近我吧。如其有那一天，那么你
可以用你的讥笑来凌虐我，却不用可怜我；因为不到那时候，我总不会可怜你的。

    罗瑟琳（上前）为什么呢，请问？谁是你的母亲，生下了你来，把这个不幸的
人这般侮辱，如此欺凌？你生得不漂亮——老实说，我看你还是晚上不用点蜡烛就
钻到被窝里去的好——难道就该这样骄傲而无情吗？——怎么，这是什么意思？你
望着我做什么？我瞧你不过是一件天生的粗货罢了。他妈的！我想她要打算迷住我
哩。不，老实说，骄傲的姑娘，你别做梦吧！凭着你的黑水一样的眉毛，你的乌丝
一样的头发，你的黑玻璃球一样的眼睛，或是你的乳脂一样的脸庞，可不能叫我为
你倾倒呀。——你这蠢牧人儿，干吗你要追随着她，像是挟着雾雨而俱来的南风？
你是比她漂亮一千倍的男人；都是因为有了你们这种傻瓜，世上才有那许多难看的
孩子。叫她得意的是你的恭维，不是她的镜子；听了你的话，她便觉得她自己比她
本来的容貌美得多了。——可是，姑娘，你自己得放明白些；跪下来，斋戒谢天，
赐给你这么好的一个爱人。我得向你耳边讲句体己的话，有买主的时候赶快卖去了
吧；你不是到处都有销路的。求求这位大哥恕了你；爱他；接受他的好意。生得丑
再要瞧人不起，那才是其丑无比了。——好，牧人，你拿了她去。再见吧。

    菲苾可爱的青年，请您把我骂一整年吧。我宁愿听您的骂，不要听这人的恭
维。

    罗瑟林他爱上了她的丑样子，她爱上了我的怒气。倘使真有这种事，那么她
一扮起了怒容来答复你，我便会把刻薄的话儿去治她。——你为什么这样瞧着我？

    菲苾我对您没有怀着恶意呀。

    罗瑟林请你不要爱我吧，我这人是比醉后发的誓更靠不住的；而且我又不喜
欢你。要是你要知道我家在何处，请到这儿附近的那簇橄榄树的地方来寻访好了。
——我们去吧，妹妹。——牧人，着力追求她。——来，妹妹。——牧女，待他好
一点儿，别那么骄傲；整个世界上生眼睛的人，都不会像他那样把你当作天仙的。
——来，瞧我们的羊群去。（罗瑟琳、西莉娅、柯林同下。）

    菲苾过去的诗人，现在我明白了你的话果然是真：“谁个情人不是一见就钟
情？”⒀

    西尔维斯亲爱的菲苾——

    菲苾啊！你怎么说，西尔维斯？

    西尔维斯亲爱的菲苾，可怜我吧！

    菲苾唉，我为你伤心呢，温柔的西尔维斯。

    西尔维斯同情之后，必有安慰；要是您见我因为爱情而伤心而同情我，那么
只要把您的爱给我，您就可以不用再同情，我也无须再伤心了。

    菲苾你已经得到我的爱了；咱们不是像邻居那么要好着吗？

    西尔维斯我要的是您。

    菲苾啊，那就是贪心了。西尔维斯，从前我讨厌你；可是现在我也不是对你
有什么爱情；不过你既然讲爱情讲得那么好，我本来是讨厌跟你在一起的，现在我
可以忍受你了。我还有事儿要差遣你呢；可是除了你自己因为供我差遣而感到的欣
喜以外，可不用希望我还会用什么来答谢你。

    西尔维斯我的爱情是这样圣洁而完整，我又是这样不蒙眷顾，因此只要能够
拾些人家收获过后留下来的残穗，我也以为是一次最丰富的收成了；随时略为给我
一个不经意的微笑，我就可以靠着它活命。

    菲苾你认识刚才对我讲话的那个少年吗？

    西尔维斯不大熟悉，但我常常遇见他；他已经把本来属于那个老头儿的草屋
和地产都买下来了。

    菲苾不要以为我爱他，虽然我问起他。他只是个淘气的孩子；可是倒很会讲
话；但是空话我理它作甚？然而说话的人要是能够讨听话的人欢喜，那么空话也是
很好的。他是个标致的青年；不算顶标致。当然他是太骄傲了；然而他的骄傲很配
他。他长起来倒是一个漂亮的汉子，顶好的地方就是他的脸色；他的舌头刚刚得罪
了人，用眼睛一瞟就补偿过来了。他的个儿不很高；然而照他的年纪说起来也就够
高。他的腿不过如此；但也还好。他的嘴唇红得很美，比他那张白脸上搀和着的红
色更烂熟更浓艳；一个是大红，一个是粉红。西尔维斯，有些女人假如也像我一样
向他这么评头品足起来，一定会马上爱上他的；可是我呢，我不爱他，也不恨他；
然而我有应该格外恨他的理由。凭什么他要骂我呢？他说我的眼珠黑，我的头发黑；
现在我记起来了，他嘲笑着我呢。我不懂怎么我不还骂他；但那没有关系，不声不
响并不就是善罢甘休。我要写一封辱骂的信给他，你可以给我带去；你肯不肯，西
尔维斯？

    西尔维斯菲苾，那是我再愿意不过的了。

    菲苾我就写去；这件事情盘绕在我的心头，我要简简单单地把他挖苦一下。
跟我去，西尔维斯。（同下。）

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SCENE IV. The forest.

Enter ROSALIND and CELIA
ROSALIND
Never talk to me; I will weep.
CELIA
Do, I prithee; but yet have the grace to consider
that tears do not become a man.
ROSALIND
But have I not cause to weep?
CELIA
As good cause as one would desire; therefore weep.
ROSALIND
His very hair is of the dissembling colour.
CELIA
Something browner than Judas's marry, his kisses are
Judas's own children.
ROSALIND
I' faith, his hair is of a good colour.
CELIA
An excellent colour: your chestnut was ever the only colour.
ROSALIND
And his kissing is as full of sanctity as the touch
of holy bread.
CELIA
He hath bought a pair of cast lips of Diana: a nun
of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously;
the very ice of chastity is in them.
ROSALIND
But why did he swear he would come this morning, and
comes not?
CELIA
Nay, certainly, there is no truth in him.
ROSALIND
Do you think so?
CELIA
Yes; I think he is not a pick-purse nor a
horse-stealer, but for his verity in love, I do
think him as concave as a covered goblet or a
worm-eaten nut.
ROSALIND
Not true in love?
CELIA
Yes, when he is in; but I think he is not in.
ROSALIND
You have heard him swear downright he was.
CELIA
'Was' is not 'is:' besides, the oath of a lover is
no stronger than the word of a tapster; they are
both the confirmer of false reckonings. He attends
here in the forest on the duke your father.
ROSALIND
I met the duke yesterday and had much question with
him: he asked me of what parentage I was; I told
him, of as good as he; so he laughed and let me go.
But what talk we of fathers, when there is such a
man as Orlando?
CELIA
O, that's a brave man! he writes brave verses,
speaks brave words, swears brave oaths and breaks
them bravely, quite traverse, athwart the heart of
his lover; as a puisny tilter, that spurs his horse
but on one side, breaks his staff like a noble
goose: but all's brave that youth mounts and folly
guides. Who comes here?
Enter CORIN

CORIN
Mistress and master, you have oft inquired
After the shepherd that complain'd of love,
Who you saw sitting by me on the turf,
Praising the proud disdainful shepherdess
That was his mistress.
CELIA
Well, and what of him?
CORIN
If you will see a pageant truly play'd,
Between the pale complexion of true love
And the red glow of scorn and proud disdain,
Go hence a little and I shall conduct you,
If you will mark it.
ROSALIND
O, come, let us remove:
The sight of lovers feedeth those in love.
Bring us to this sight, and you shall say
I'll prove a busy actor in their play.
Exeunt第四场林中的另一部分

    罗瑟琳及西莉娅上。

    罗瑟琳别跟我讲话；我一定要哭。

    西莉娅你就哭吧；可是你还得想一想男人是不该流眼泪的。

    罗瑟琳但我岂不是有应该哭的理由吗？

    西莉娅理由是再充分也没有的了；所以你哭吧。

    罗瑟琳瞧他的头发的颜色，就可以看出来他是个坏东西。

    西莉娅比犹大的头发颜色略为深些；他的接吻就是犹大一脉相传下来的。

    罗瑟琳凭良心说一句，他的头发颜色很好。

    西莉娅那颜色好极了；栗色是最好的颜色。

    罗瑟琳他的接吻神圣得就像圣餐面包触到唇边一样。

    西莉娅他买来了一对狄安娜用过的嘴唇；一个凛若冰霜的尼姑也不会吻得像
他那样虔诚；他的嘴唇里就有着冷冰冰的贞洁。

    罗瑟琳可是他为什么发誓说今天早上要来，却偏偏不来呢？

    西莉娅不用说，他这人没有半分真心。

    罗瑟琳你是这样想吗？

    西莉娅是的。我想他不是个扒儿手，也不是个盗马贼；可是要说起他的爱情
的真不真来，那么我想他就像一只盖好了的空杯子，或是一枚蛀空了的硬壳果一样
空心。

    罗瑟琳他的恋爱不是真心吗？

    西莉娅他在恋爱的时候，他是真心的；可是我以为他并不在恋爱。

    罗瑟琳你不是听见他发誓说他的的确确在恋爱吗？

    西莉娅从前说是，现在却不一定是；而且情人们发的誓，是和堂倌嘴里的话
一样靠不住的，他们都是惯报虚账的家伙。他在这儿树林子里跟公爵你的父亲在一
块儿呢。

    罗瑟琳昨天我碰见公爵，跟他谈了好久。他问我的父母是怎样的人；我对他
说，我的父母跟他一样高贵；他大笑着让我走了。可是我们现在有像奥兰多这么一
个人，还要谈父亲做什么呢？

    西莉娅啊，好一个出色的人！他写得一手好诗，讲得一口漂亮话，发着动听
的誓，再堂而皇之地毁了誓，同时碎了他情人的心；正如一个拙劣的熗手，骑在马
上一面歪，像一头好鹅一样把他的熗杆折断了。但是年轻人凭着血气和痴劲做出来
的事，总是很出色的。——谁来了？

    柯林上。

    柯林姑娘和大官人，你们不是常常问起那个害相思病的牧人，那天你们不是
看见他和我坐在草地上，称赞着他的情人，那个盛气凌人的牧羊女吗？

    西莉娅嗯，他怎样啦？

    柯林要是你们想看一本认真扮演的好戏，一面是因为情痴而容颜惨白，一面
是因为傲慢而满脸绯红；只要稍走几步路，我可以领你们去，看一个痛快。

    罗瑟琳啊！来，让我们去吧。在恋爱中的人，欢喜看人家相恋。带我们去看；
我将要在他们的戏文里当一名重要的角色。（同下。）

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SCENE III. The forest.

Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY; JAQUES behind
TOUCHSTONE
Come apace, good Audrey: I will fetch up your
goats, Audrey. And how, Audrey? am I the man yet?
doth my simple feature content you?
AUDREY
Your features! Lord warrant us! what features!
TOUCHSTONE
I am here with thee and thy goats, as the most
capricious poet, honest Ovid, was among the Goths.
JAQUES
[Aside] O knowledge ill-inhabited, worse than Jove
in a thatched house!
TOUCHSTONE
When a man's verses cannot be understood, nor a
man's good wit seconded with the forward child
Understanding, it strikes a man more dead than a
great reckoning in a little room. Truly, I would
the gods had made thee poetical.
AUDREY
I do not know what 'poetical' is: is it honest in
deed and word? is it a true thing?
TOUCHSTONE
No, truly; for the truest poetry is the most
feigning; and lovers are given to poetry, and what
they swear in poetry may be said as lovers they do feign.
AUDREY
Do you wish then that the gods had made me poetical?
TOUCHSTONE
I do, truly; for thou swearest to me thou art
honest: now, if thou wert a poet, I might have some
hope thou didst feign.
AUDREY
Would you not have me honest?
TOUCHSTONE
No, truly, unless thou wert hard-favoured; for
honesty coupled to beauty is to have honey a sauce to sugar.
JAQUES
[Aside] A material fool!
AUDREY
Well, I am not fair; and therefore I pray the gods
make me honest.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, and to cast away honesty upon a foul slut
were to put good meat into an unclean dish.
AUDREY
I am not a slut, though I thank the gods I am foul.
TOUCHSTONE
Well, praised be the gods for thy foulness!
sluttishness may come hereafter. But be it as it may
be, I will marry thee, and to that end I have been
with Sir Oliver Martext, the vicar of the next
village, who hath promised to meet me in this place
of the forest and to couple us.
JAQUES
[Aside] I would fain see this meeting.
AUDREY
Well, the gods give us joy!
TOUCHSTONE
Amen. A man may, if he were of a fearful heart,
stagger in this attempt; for here we have no temple
but the wood, no assembly but horn-beasts. But what
though? C ourage! As horns are odious, they are
necessary. It is said, 'many a man knows no end of
his goods:' right; many a man has good horns, and
knows no end of them. Well, that is the dowry of
his wife; 'tis none of his own getting. Horns?
Even so. Poor men alone? No, no; the noblest deer
hath them as huge as the rascal. Is the single man
therefore blessed? No: as a walled town is more
worthier than a village, so is the forehead of a
married man more honourable than the bare brow of a
bachelor; and by how much defence is better than no
skill, by so much is a horn more precious than to
want. Here comes Sir Oliver.
Enter SIR OLIVER MARTEXT

Sir Oliver Martext, you are well met: will you
dispatch us here under this tree, or shall we go
with you to your chapel?
SIR OLIVER MARTEXT
Is there none here to give the woman?
TOUCHSTONE
I will not take her on gift of any man.
SIR OLIVER MARTEXT
Truly, she must be given, or the marriage is not lawful.
JAQUES
[Advancing]
Proceed, proceed    I'll give her.
TOUCHSTONE
Good even, good Master What-ye-call't: how do you,
sir? You are very well met: God 'ild you for your
last company: I am very glad to see you: even a
toy in hand here, sir: nay, pray be covered.
JAQUES
Will you be married, motley?
TOUCHSTONE
As the ox hath his bow, sir, the horse his curb and
the falcon her bells, so man hath his desires; and
as pigeons bill, so wedlock would be nibbling.
JAQUES
And will you, being a man of your breeding, be
married under a bush like a beggar? Get you to
church, and have a good priest that can tell you
what marriage is: this fellow will but join you
together as they join wainscot; then one of you will
prove a shrunk panel and, like green timber, warp, warp.
TOUCHSTONE
[Aside] I am not in the mind but I were better to be
married of him than of another: for he is not like
to marry me well; and not being well married, it
will be a good excuse for me hereafter to leave my wife.
JAQUES
Go thou with me, and let me counsel thee.
TOUCHSTONE
'Come, sweet Audrey:
We must be married, or we must live in bawdry.
Farewell, good Master Oliver: not,--
O sweet Oliver,
O brave Oliver,
Leave me not behind thee: but,--
Wind away,
Begone, I say,
I will not to wedding with thee.
Exeunt JAQUES, TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY

SIR OLIVER MARTEXT
'Tis no matter: ne'er a fantastical knave of them
all shall flout me out of my calling.
Exit第三场林中的另一部分

    试金石及奥德蕾上；杰奎斯随后。

    试金石快来，好奥德蕾；我去把你的山羊赶来。怎样，奥德蕾？我还不曾是
你的好人儿吗？我这副粗鲁的神气你中意吗？

    奥德蕾您的神气！天老爷保佑我们！什么神气？

    试金石我陪着你和你的山羊在这里，就像那最会梦想的诗人奥维德在一群哥
特人中间一样。

    杰奎斯（旁白）唉，学问装在这么一副躯壳里，比乔武住在草棚里更坏！

    试金石要是一个人写的诗不能叫人懂，他的才情不能叫人理解，那比之小客
栈里开出一张大账单来还要命。真的，我希望神们把你变得诗意一点。

    奥德蕾我不懂得什么叫做“诗意一点” 。那是一句好话，一件好事情吗？那
是诚实的吗？

    试金石老实说，不，因为最真实的诗是最虚妄的；情人们都富于诗意，他们
在诗里发的誓，可以说都是情人们的假话。

    奥德蕾那么您愿意天爷爷们把我变得诗意一点吗？

    试金石是的，不错；因为你发誓说你是贞洁的，假如你是个诗人，我就可以
希望你说的是假话了。

    奥德蕾您不愿意我贞洁吗？

    试金石对了，除非你生得难看；因为贞洁跟美貌碰在一起，就像在糖里再加
蜜。

    杰奎斯（旁白）好一个有见识的傻瓜！

    奥德蕾好，我生得不好看，因此我求求天爷爷们让我贞洁吧。

    试金石真的，把贞洁丢给一个丑陋的懒女人，就像把一块好肉盛在龌龊的盆
子里。

    奥德蕾我不是个懒女人，虽然我谢谢天爷爷们我是丑陋的。

    试金石好吧，感谢天爷爷们把丑陋赏给了你！懒惰也许会跟着来的。可是不
管这些，我一定要跟你结婚；为了这事我已经去见过邻村的牧师奥列佛·马坦克斯
特师傅，他已经答应在这儿树林里会我，给我们配对。

    杰奎斯（旁白）我倒要瞧瞧这场热闹。

    奥德蕾好，天爷爷们保佑我们快活吧！

    试金石阿门！倘使是一个胆小的人，也许不敢贸然从事；因为这儿没有庙宇，
只有树林，没有宾众，只有一些出角的畜生；但这有什么要紧呢？放出勇气来！角
虽然讨厌，却也是少不来的。人家说，“许多人有数不清的家私；”对了，许多人
也有数不清的好角儿。好在那是他老婆陪嫁来的妆奁，不是他自己弄到手的。出角
吗？有什么要紧？只有苦人儿才出角吗？不，不，最高贵的鹿和最寒伧的鹿长的角
儿一样大呢。那么单身汉便算是好福气吗？不，城市总比乡村好些，已婚者隆起的
额角，也要比未婚者平坦的额角体面得多；懂得几手击剑法的，总比一点不会的好
些，因此有角也总比没角强。奥列佛师傅来啦。

    奥列佛·马坦克斯特师傅上。

    试金石奥列佛·马坦克斯特师傅，您来得巧极了。您还是就在这树下替我们
把事情办了呢，还是让我们跟您到您的教堂里去？

    马坦克斯特这儿没有人可以把这女人作主嫁出去吗？

    试金石我不要别人把她布施给我。

    马坦克斯特真的，她一定要有人作主许嫁，否则这种婚姻便不合法。

    杰奎斯（上前）进行下去，进行下去；我可以把她许嫁。

    试金石晚安，某某先生；您好，先生？欢迎欢迎！上次多蒙照顾，不胜感激。
我很高兴看见您。我现在有一点点儿小事，先生。嗳，请戴上帽子。

    杰奎斯你要结婚了吗，傻瓜？

    试金石先生，牛有轭，马有勒，猎鹰腿上挂金铃，人非木石岂无情？鸽子也
要亲个嘴儿；女大当嫁，男大当婚。

    杰奎斯像你这样有教养的人，却愿意在一棵树底下像叫化子那样成亲吗？到
教堂里去，找一位可以告诉你们婚姻的意义的好牧师。要是让这个家伙把你们像钉
墙板似的钉在一起，你们中间总有一个人会像没有晒干的木板一样干缩起来，越变
越弯的。

    试金石（旁白）我倒以为让他给我主婚比别人好一点，因为瞧他的样子是不会
像像样样地主持婚礼的；假如结婚结得草率一些，以后我可以借口离弃我的妻子。

    杰奎斯你跟我来，让我指教指教你。

    试金石来，好奥德蕾。我们一定得结婚，否则我们只好通奸。再见，好奥列
佛师傅，不是

亲爱的奥列佛！

勇敢的奥列佛！

请你不要把我丢弃；⑿

    而是

走开去，奥列佛！

滚开去，奥列佛！

我们不要你行婚礼。（杰奎斯、试金石、奥德蕾同下。）

    马坦克斯特不要紧，这一批荒唐的混蛋谁也不能讥笑掉我的饭碗。（下。）

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SCENE II. The forest.

Enter ORLANDO, with a paper
ORLANDO
Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love:
And thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
O Rosalind! these trees shall be my books
And in their barks my thoughts I'll character;
That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where.
Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tree
The fair, the chaste and unexpressive she.
Exit

Enter CORIN and TOUCHSTONE

CORIN
And how like you this shepherd's life, Master Touchstone?
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good
life, but in respect that it is a shepherd's life,
it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I
like it very well; but in respect that it is
private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it
is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in
respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As
is it a spare life, look you, it fits my humour well;
but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much
against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd?
CORIN
No more but that I know the more one sickens the
worse at ease he is; and that he that wants money,
means and content is without three good friends;
that the property of rain is to wet and fire to
burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and that a
great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that
he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may
complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred.
TOUCHSTONE
Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in
court, shepherd?
CORIN
No, truly.
TOUCHSTONE
Then thou art damned.
CORIN
Nay, I hope.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, thou art damned like an ill-roasted egg, all
on one side.
CORIN
For not being at court? Your reason.
TOUCHSTONE
Why, if thou never wast at court, thou never sawest
good manners; if thou never sawest good manners,
then thy manners must be wicked; and wickedness is
sin, and sin is damnation. Thou art in a parlous
state, shepherd.
CORIN
Not a whit, Touchstone: those that are good manners
at the court are as ridiculous in the country as the
behavior of the country is most mockable at the
court. You told me you salute not at the court, but
you kiss your hands: that courtesy would be
uncleanly, if courtiers were shepherds.
TOUCHSTONE
Instance, briefly; come, instance.
CORIN
Why, we are still handling our ewes, and their
fells, you know, are greasy.
TOUCHSTONE
Why, do not your courtier's hands sweat? and is not
the grease of a mutton as wholesome as the sweat of
a man? Shallow, shallow. A better instance, I say; come.
CORIN
Besides, our hands are hard.
TOUCHSTONE
Your lips will feel them the sooner. Shallow again.
A more sounder instance, come.
CORIN
And they are often tarred over with the surgery of
our sheep: and would you have us kiss tar? The
courtier's hands are perfumed with civet.
TOUCHSTONE
Most shallow man! thou worms-meat, in respect of a
good piece of flesh indeed! Learn of the wise, and
perpend: civet is of a baser birth than tar, the
very uncleanly flux of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd.
CORIN
You have too courtly a wit for me: I'll rest.
TOUCHSTONE
Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man!
God make incision in thee! thou art raw.
CORIN
Sir, I am a true labourer: I earn that I eat, get
that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's
happiness, glad of other men's good, content with my
harm, and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes
graze and my lambs suck.
TOUCHSTONE
That is another simple sin in you, to bring the ewes
and the rams together and to offer to get your
living by the copulation of cattle; to be bawd to a
bell-wether, and to betray a she-lamb of a
twelvemonth to a crooked-pated, old, cuckoldly ram,
out of all reasonable match. If thou beest not
damned for this, the devil himself will have no
shepherds; I cannot see else how thou shouldst
'scape.
CORIN
Here comes young Master Ganymede, my new mistress's brother.
Enter ROSALIND, with a paper, reading

ROSALIND
From the east to western Ind,
No jewel is like Rosalind.
Her worth, being mounted on the wind,
Through all the world bears Rosalind.
All the pictures fairest lined
Are but black to Rosalind.
Let no fair be kept in mind
But the fair of Rosalind.
TOUCHSTONE
I'll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and
suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is the
right butter-women's rank to market.
ROSALIND
Out, fool!
TOUCHSTONE
For a taste:
If a hart do lack a hind,
Let him seek out Rosalind.
If the cat will after kind,
So be sure will Rosalind.
Winter garments must be lined,
So must slender Rosalind.
They that reap must sheaf and bind;
Then to cart with Rosalind.
Sweetest nut hath sourest rind,
Such a nut is Rosalind.
He that sweetest rose will find
Must find love's prick and Rosalind.
This is the very false gallop of verses: why do you
infect yourself with them?
ROSALIND
Peace, you dull fool! I found them on a tree.
TOUCHSTONE
Truly, the tree yields bad fruit.
ROSALIND
I'll graff it with you, and then I shall graff it
with a medlar: then it will be the earliest fruit
i' the country; for you'll be rotten ere you be half
ripe, and that's the right virtue of the medlar.
TOUCHSTONE
You have said; but whether wisely or no, let the
forest judge.
Enter CELIA, with a writing

ROSALIND
Peace! Here comes my sister, reading: stand aside.
CELIA
[Reads]
Why should this a desert be?
For it is unpeopled? No:
Tongues I'll hang on every tree,
That shall civil sayings show:
Some, how brief the life of man
Runs his erring pilgrimage,
That the stretching of a span
Buckles in his sum of age;
Some, of violated vows
'Twixt the souls of friend and friend:
But upon the fairest boughs,
Or at every sentence end,
Will I Rosalinda write,
Teaching all that read to know
The quintessence of every sprite
Heaven would in little show.
Therefore Heaven Nature charged
That one body should be fill'd
With all graces wide-enlarged:
Nature presently distill'd
Helen's cheek, but not her heart,
Cleopatra's majesty,
Atalanta's better part,
Sad Lucretia's modesty.
Thus Rosalind of many parts
By heavenly synod was devised,
Of many faces, eyes and hearts,
To have the touches dearest prized.
Heaven would that she these gifts should have,
And I to live and die her slave.
ROSALIND
O most gentle pulpiter! what tedious homily of love
have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never
cried 'Have patience, good people!'
CELIA
How now! back, friends! Shepherd, go off a little.
Go with him, sirrah.
TOUCHSTONE
Come, shepherd, let us make an honourable retreat;
though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage.
Exeunt CORIN and TOUCHSTONE

CELIA
Didst thou hear these verses?
ROSALIND
O, yes, I heard them all, and more too; for some of
them had in them more feet than the verses would bear.
CELIA
That's no matter: the feet might bear the verses.
ROSALIND
Ay, but the feet were lame and could not bear
themselves without the verse and therefore stood
lamely in the verse.
CELIA
But didst thou hear without wondering how thy name
should be hanged and carved upon these trees?
ROSALIND
I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder
before you came; for look here what I found on a
palm-tree. I was never so be-rhymed since
Pythagoras' time, that I was an Irish rat, which I
can hardly remember.
CELIA
Trow you who hath done this?
ROSALIND
Is it a man?
CELIA
And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck.
Change you colour?
ROSALIND
I prithee, who?
CELIA
O Lord, Lord! it is a hard matter for friends to
meet; but mountains may be removed with earthquakes
and so encounter.
ROSALIND
Nay, but who is it?
CELIA
Is it possible?
ROSALIND
Nay, I prithee now with most petitionary vehemence,
tell me who it is.
CELIA
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful
wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that,
out of all hooping!
ROSALIND
Good my complexion! dost thou think, though I am
caparisoned like a man, I have a doublet and hose in
my disposition? One inch of delay more is a
South-sea of discovery; I prithee, tell me who is it
quickly, and speak apace. I would thou couldst
stammer, that thou mightst pour this concealed man
out of thy mouth, as wine comes out of a narrow-
mouthed bottle, either too much at once, or none at
all. I prithee, take the cork out of thy mouth that
may drink thy tidings.
CELIA
So you may put a man in your belly.
ROSALIND
Is he of God's making? What manner of man? Is his
head worth a hat, or his chin worth a beard?
CELIA
Nay, he hath but a little beard.
ROSALIND
Why, God will send more, if the man will be
thankful: let me stay the growth of his beard, if
thou delay me not the knowledge of his chin.
CELIA
It is young Orlando, that tripped up the wrestler's
heels and your heart both in an instant.
ROSALIND
Nay, but the devil take mocking: speak, sad brow and
true maid.
CELIA
I' faith, coz, 'tis he.
ROSALIND
Orlando?
CELIA
Orlando.
ROSALIND
Alas the day! what shall I do with my doublet and
hose? What did he when thou sawest him? What said
he? How looked he? Wherein went he? What makes
him here? Did he ask for me? Where remains he?
How parted he with thee? and when shalt thou see
him again? Answer me in one word.
CELIA
You must borrow me Gargantua's mouth first: 'tis a
word too great for any mouth of this age's size. To
say ay and no to these particulars is more than to
answer in a catechism.
ROSALIND
But doth he know that I am in this forest and in
man's apparel? Looks he as freshly as he did the
day he wrestled?
CELIA
It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the
propositions of a lover; but take a taste of my
finding him, and relish it with good observance.
I found him under a tree, like a dropped acorn.
ROSALIND
It may well be called Jove's tree, when it drops
forth such fruit.
CELIA
Give me audience, good madam.
ROSALIND
Proceed.
CELIA
There lay he, stretched along, like a wounded knight.
ROSALIND
Though it be pity to see such a sight, it well
becomes the ground.
CELIA
Cry 'holla' to thy tongue, I prithee; it curvets
unseasonably. He was furnished like a hunter.
ROSALIND
O, ominous! he comes to kill my heart.
CELIA
I would sing my song without a burden: thou bringest
me out of tune.
ROSALIND
Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must
speak. Sweet, say on.
CELIA
You bring me out. Soft! comes he not here?
Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES

ROSALIND
'Tis he: slink by, and note him.
JAQUES
I thank you for your company; but, good faith, I had
as lief have been myself alone.
ORLANDO
And so had I; but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you
too for your society.
JAQUES
God be wi' you: let's meet as little as we can.
ORLANDO
I do desire we may be better strangers.
JAQUES
I pray you, mar no more trees with writing
love-songs in their barks.
ORLANDO
I pray you, mar no more of my verses with reading
them ill-favouredly.
JAQUES
Rosalind is your love's name?
ORLANDO
Yes, just.
JAQUES
I do not like her name.
ORLANDO
There was no thought of pleasing you when she was
christened.
JAQUES
What stature is she of?
ORLANDO
Just as high as my heart.
JAQUES
You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been
acquainted with goldsmiths' wives, and conned them
out of rings?
ORLANDO
Not so; but I answer you right painted cloth, from
whence you have studied your questions.
JAQUES
You have a nimble wit: I think 'twas made of
Atalanta's heels. Will you sit down with me? and
we two will rail against our mistress the world and
all our misery.
ORLANDO
I will chide no breather in the world but myself,
against whom I know most faults.
JAQUES
The worst fault you have is to be in love.
ORLANDO
'Tis a fault I will not change for your best virtue.
I am weary of you.
JAQUES
By my troth, I was seeking for a fool when I found
you.
ORLANDO
He is drowned in the brook: look but in, and you
shall see him.
JAQUES
There I shall see mine own figure.
ORLANDO
Which I take to be either a fool or a cipher.
JAQUES
I'll tarry no longer with you: farewell, good
Signior Love.
ORLANDO
I am glad of your departure: adieu, good Monsieur
Melancholy.
Exit JAQUES

ROSALIND
[Aside to CELIA] I will speak to him, like a saucy
lackey and under that habit play the knave with him.
Do you hear, forester?
ORLANDO
Very well: what would you?
ROSALIND
I pray you, what is't o'clock?
ORLANDO
You should ask me what time o' day: there's no clock
in the forest.
ROSALIND
Then there is no true lover in the forest; else
sighing every minute and groaning every hour would
detect the lazy foot of Time as well as a clock.
ORLANDO
And why not the swift foot of Time? had not that
been as proper?
ROSALIND
By no means, sir: Time travels in divers paces with
divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles
withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops
withal and who he stands still withal.
ORLANDO
I prithee, who doth he trot withal?
ROSALIND
Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between the
contract of her marriage and the day it is
solemnized: if the interim be but a se'nnight,
Time's pace is so hard that it seems the length of
seven year.
ORLANDO
Who ambles Time withal?
ROSALIND
With a priest that lacks Latin and a rich man that
hath not the gout, for the one sleeps easily because
he cannot study, and the other lives merrily because
he feels no pain, the one lacking the burden of lean
and wasteful learning, the other knowing no burden
of heavy tedious penury; these Time ambles withal.
ORLANDO
Who doth he gallop withal?
ROSALIND
With a thief to the gallows, for though he go as
softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there.
ORLANDO
Who stays it still withal?
ROSALIND
With lawyers in the vacation, for they sleep between
term and term and then they perceive not how Time moves.
ORLANDO
Where dwell you, pretty youth?
ROSALIND
With this shepherdess, my sister; here in the
skirts of the forest, like fringe upon a petticoat.
ORLANDO
Are you native of this place?
ROSALIND
As the cony that you see dwell where she is kindled.
ORLANDO
Your accent is something finer than you could
purchase in so removed a dwelling.
ROSALIND
I have been told so of many: but indeed an old
religious uncle of mine taught me to speak, who was
in his youth an inland man; one that knew courtship
too well, for there he fell in love. I have heard
him read many lectures against it, and I thank God
I am not a woman, to be touched with so many
giddy offences as he hath generally taxed their
whole sex withal.
ORLANDO
Can you remember any of the principal evils that he
laid to the charge of women?
ROSALIND
There were none principal; they were all like one
another as half-pence are, every one fault seeming
monstrous till his fellow fault came to match it.
ORLANDO
I prithee, recount some of them.
ROSALIND
No, I will not cast away my physic but on those that
are sick. There is a man haunts the forest, that
abuses our young plants with carving 'Rosalind' on
their barks; hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies
on brambles, all, forsooth, deifying the name of
Rosalind: if I could meet that fancy-monger I would
give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the
quotidian of love upon him.
ORLANDO
I am he that is so love-shaked: I pray you tell me
your remedy.
ROSALIND
There is none of my uncle's marks upon you: he
taught me how to know a man in love; in which cage
of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner.
ORLANDO
What were his marks?
ROSALIND
A lean cheek, which you have not, a blue eye and
sunken, which you have not, an unquestionable
spirit, which you have not, a beard neglected,
which you have not; but I pardon you for that, for
simply your having in beard is a younger brother's
revenue: then your hose should be ungartered, your
bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe
untied and every thing about you demonstrating a
careless desolation; but you are no such man; you
are rather point-device in your accoutrements as
loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other.
ORLANDO
Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.
ROSALIND
Me believe it! you may as soon make her that you
love believe it; which, I warrant, she is apter to
do than to confess she does: that is one of the
points in the which women still give the lie to
their consciences. But, in good sooth, are you he
that hangs the verses on the trees, wherein Rosalind
is so admired?
ORLANDO
I swear to thee, youth, by the white hand of
Rosalind, I am that he, that unfortunate he.
ROSALIND
But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?
ORLANDO
Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.
ROSALIND
Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves
as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do: and
the reason why they are not so punished and cured
is, that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers
are in love too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.
ORLANDO
Did you ever cure any so?
ROSALIND
Yes, one, and in this manner. He was to imagine me
his love, his mistress; and I set him every day to
woo me: at which time would I, being but a moonish
youth, grieve, be effeminate, changeable, longing
and liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow,
inconstant, full of tears, full of smiles, for every
passion something and for no passion truly any
thing, as boys and women are for the most part
cattle of this colour; would now like him, now loathe
him; then entertain him, then forswear him; now weep
for him, then spit at him; that I drave my suitor
from his mad humour of love to a living humour of
madness; which was, to forswear the full stream of
the world, and to live in a nook merely monastic.
And thus I cured him; and this way will I take upon
me to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep's
heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in't.
ORLANDO
I would not be cured, youth.
ROSALIND
I would cure you, if you would but call me Rosalind
and come every day to my cote and woo me.
ORLANDO
Now, by the faith of my love, I will: tell me
where it is.
ROSALIND
Go with me to it and I'll show it you and by the way
you shall tell me where in the forest you live.
Will you go?
ORLANDO
With all my heart, good youth.
ROSALIND
Nay you must call me Rosalind. Come, sister, will you go?
Exeunt第二场亚登森林

    奥兰多携纸上。

    奥兰多悬在这里吧，我的诗，证明我的爱情；

你三重王冠的夜间的女王⑥，请临视，

    从苍白的昊天，用你那贞洁的眼睛，

那支配我生命的，你那猎伴⑦的名字。

    啊，罗瑟琳！这些树林将是我的书册，

我要在一片片树皮上镂刻下相思，

    好让每一个来到此间的林中游客，

任何处见得到颂赞她美德的言辞。

    走，走，奥兰多；去在每株树上刻着伊，

那美好的、幽娴的、无可比拟的人儿。（下。）

    柯林及试金石上。

    柯林您喜欢不喜欢这种牧人的生活，试金石先生？

    试金石说老实话，牧人，按着这种生活的本身说起来，倒是一种很好的生活；
可是按着这是一种牧人的生活说起来，那就毫不足取了。照它的清静而论，我很喜
欢这种生活；可是照它的寂寞而论，实在是一种很坏的生活。看到这种生活是在田
间，很使我满意；可是看到它不是在宫廷里，那简直很无聊。你瞧，这是一种很经
济的生活，因此倒怪合我的脾胃；可是它未免太寒伧了，因此我过不来。你懂不懂
得一点哲学，牧人？

    柯林我只知道这一点儿：一个人越是害病，他越是不舒服；钱财、资本和知
足，是人们缺少不来的三位好朋友；雨湿淋衣，火旺烧柴；好牧场产肥羊，天黑是
因为没有了太阳；生来愚笨怪祖父，学而不慧师之情。

    试金石这样一个人是天生的哲学家了。有没有到过宫廷里，牧人？

    柯林没有，不瞒您说。

    试金石那么你这人就该死了。

    柯林我希望不致于吧？

    试金石真的，你这人该死，就像一个煎得不好一面焦的鸡蛋。

    柯林因为没有到过宫廷里吗？请问您的理由。

    试金石喏，要是你从来没有到过宫廷里，你就不曾见过好礼貌；要是你从来
没有见过好礼貌，你的举止一定很坏；坏人就是有罪的人，有罪的人就该死。你的
情形很危险呢，牧人。

    柯林一点不，试金石。在宫廷里算作好礼貌的，在乡野里就会变成可笑，正
像乡下人的行为一到了宫廷里就显得寒伧一样。您对我说过你们在宫廷里只要见人
打招呼就要吻手；要是宫廷里的老爷们都是牧人，那么这种礼貌就要嫌太龌龊了。

    试金石有什么证据？简单地说；来，说出理由来。

    柯林喏，我们的手常常要去碰着母羊；它们的毛，您知道，是很油腻的。

    试金石嘿，廷臣们的手上不是也要出汗的吗？羊身上的脂肪比起人身上的汗
腻来，不是一样干净的吗？浅薄！浅薄！说出一个好一点的理由来，说吧。

    柯林而且，我们的手很粗糙。

    试金石那么你们的嘴唇格外容易感到它们。还是浅薄！再说一个充分一点的
理由，说吧。

    柯林我们的手在给羊们包扎伤处的时候总是涂满了焦油；您要我们跟焦油接
吻吗？宫廷里的老爷们手上都是涂着麝香的。

    试金石浅薄不堪的家伙！把你跟一块好肉比起来，你简直是一块给蛆虫吃的
臭肉！用心听聪明人的教训吧：麝香是一只猫身上流出来的龌龊东西，它的来源比
焦油脏得多呢。把你的理由修正修正吧，牧人。

    柯林您太会讲话了，我说不过您；我不说了。

    试金石你就甘心该死吗？上帝保佑你，浅薄的人！上帝把你好好针砭一下！
你太不懂世事了。

    柯林先生，我是一个道地的做活的；我用自己的力量换饭吃换衣服穿；不跟
别人结怨，也不妒羡别人的福气；瞧着人家得意我也高兴，自己倒了霉就自宽自解；
我的最大的骄傲就是瞧我的母羊吃草，我的羔羊啜奶。

    试金石这又是你的一桩因为傻气而造下的孽：你把母羊和公羊拉拢在一起，
靠着它们的配对来维持你的生活；给挂铃的羊当龟奴，替一头歪脖子的老忘八公羊
把才一岁的雌儿骗诱失身，也不想到合配不合配；要是你不会因此而下地狱，那么
魔鬼也没有人给他牧羊了。我想不出你有什么豁免的希望。

    柯林盖尼米德大官人来了，他是我的新主妇的哥哥。

    罗瑟琳读一张字纸上。

    罗瑟琳

    从东印度到西印度找遍奇珍，

    没有一颗珠玉比得上罗瑟琳。

    她的名声随着好风播满诸城，

    整个世界都在仰慕着罗瑟琳。

    画工描摹下一幅幅倩影真真，

    都要黯然无色一见了罗瑟琳。

    任何的脸貌都不用铭记在心，

    单单牢记住了美丽的罗瑟琳。

    试金石我可以给您这样凑韵下去凑它整整的八年，吃饭和睡觉的时间除外。
这好像是一连串上市去卖奶油的好大娘。

    罗瑟琳啐，傻子！

    试金石试一下看：

    要是公鹿找不到母鹿很伤心，

    不妨叫它前去寻找那罗瑟琳。

    倘说是没有一只猫儿不叫春，

    心同此情有谁能责怪罗瑟琳？

    冬天的衣裳棉花应该衬得温，

    免得冻坏了娇怯怯的罗瑟琳。

    割下的田禾必须捆得端端整，

    一车的禾捆上装着个罗瑟琳。

    最甜蜜的果子皮儿酸痛了唇，

    这种果子的名字便是罗瑟琳。

    有谁想找到玫瑰花开香喷喷，

    就会找到爱的棘刺和罗瑟琳。

    这简直是胡扯的歪诗；您怎么也会给这种东西沾上了呢？

    罗瑟琳别多嘴，你这蠢傻瓜！我在一株树上找到它们的。

    试金石真的，这株树生的果子太坏。

    罗瑟琳那我就把它和你接种在一起，把它和爱乱缠的枸杞接种在一起；这样
它就是地里最早的果子了；因为你没等半熟就会烂掉的，这正是爱乱缠的枸杞的特
点。

    西莉娅读一张字纸上。

    罗瑟琳静些！我的妹妹读着些什么来了；站旁边去。

    西莉娅

    为什么这里是一片荒碛？

因为没有人居住吗？不然，

    我要叫每株树长起喉舌，

吐露出温文典雅的语言：

    或是慨叹着生命一何短，

匆匆跑完了游子的行程，

    只须把手掌轻轻翻个转，

便早已终结人们的一生；

    或是感怀着旧盟今已冷，

同心的契友忘却了故交；

    但我要把最好树枝选定，

缀附在每行诗句的终梢，

    罗瑟琳三个字小名美妙，

向普世的读者遍告周知。

    莫看她苗条的一身娇小，

宇宙间的精华尽萃于兹；

    造物当时曾向自然诏示，

吩咐把所有的绝世姿才，

    向纤纤一躯中合炉熔制，

累天工费去不少的安排：

    负心的海伦醉人的脸蛋，

克莉奥佩特拉威仪丰容。

    阿塔兰忒⑧的柳腰儿款摆，

    鲁克丽西娅⑨的节操贞松：

    劳动起玉殿上诸天仙众，

造成这十全十美罗瑟琳；

    荟萃了各式的妍媚万种，

选出一副俊脸目秀精神。

    上天给她这般恩赐优渥，

我命该终身做她的臣仆。

    罗瑟琳啊，最温柔的宣教师！您的恋爱的说教是多么噜苏得叫您的教民听了
厌烦，可是您却也不喊一声，“请耐心一点，好人们。”

    西莉娅啊！朋友们，退后去！牧人，稍为走开一点；跟他去，小子。

    试金石来，牧人，让我们堂堂退却：大小箱笼都不带，只带一个头陀袋。
（柯林、试金石下。）

    西莉娅你有没有听见这种诗句？

    罗瑟琳啊，是的，我都听见了。真是大块文章；有些诗句里多出好几步，拖
都拖不动。

    西莉娅那没关系，步子可以拖着诗走。

    罗瑟琳不错，但是这些步子自己就不是四平八稳的，没有诗韵的帮助，简直
寸步难行；所以只能勉强塞在那里。

    西莉娅但是你听见你的名字被人家悬挂起来，还刻在这种树上，不觉得奇怪
吗？

    罗瑟琳人家说一件奇事过了九天便不足为奇；在你没有来之前，我已经过了
第七天了。瞧，这是我在一株棕榈树上找到的。自从毕达哥拉斯的时候以来，我从
不曾被人这样用诗句咒过；那时我是一只爱尔兰的老鼠⑩，现在简直记也记不起来
了。

    西莉娅你想这是谁干的？

    罗瑟琳是个男人吗？

    西莉娅而且有一根链条，是你从前带过的，套在他的颈上。你脸红了吗？

    罗瑟琳请你告诉我是谁？

    西莉娅主啊！主啊！朋友们见面真不容易；可是两座高山也许会给地震搬了
家而碰起头来。

    罗瑟琳嗳，但是究竟是谁呀？

    西莉娅真的猜不出来吗？

    罗瑟琳嗳，我使劲地央求你告诉我他是谁。

    西莉娅奇怪啊！奇怪啊！奇怪到无可再奇怪的奇怪！奇怪而又奇怪！说不出
来的奇怪！

    罗瑟琳我要脸红起来了！你以为我打扮得像个男人，就会在精神上也穿起男
装来吗？你再耽延一刻不再说出来，就要累我在汪洋大海里作茫茫的探索了。请你
快快告诉我他是谁，不要吞吞吐吐。我倒希望你是个口吃的，那么你也许会把这个
保守着秘密的名字不期然而然地打你嘴里吐出来，就像酒从狭口的瓶里倒出来一样，
不是一点都倒不出，就是一下子出来了许多。求求你拔去你嘴里的塞子，让我饮着
你的消息吧。

    西莉娅那么你要把那人儿一口气吞下肚子里去是不是？

    罗瑟琳他是上帝造下来的吗？是个什么样子的人？他的头戴上一顶帽子显不
显得寒伧？他的下巴留着一把胡须像不像个样儿？

    西莉娅不，他只有一点点儿胡须。

    罗瑟琳哦，要是这家伙知道好歹，上帝会再给他一些的。要是你立刻就告诉
我他的下巴是怎么一个样子，我愿意等候他长起须来。

    西莉娅他就是年轻的奥兰多，一下子把那拳师的脚跟和你的心一起绊跌了个
斤斗的。

    罗瑟琳嗳，取笑人的让魔鬼抓了去；像一个老老实实的好姑娘似的，规规矩
矩说吧。

    西莉娅真的，姊姊，是他。

    罗瑟琳奥兰多？

    西莉娅奥兰多。

    罗瑟琳嗳哟！我这一身大衫短裤该怎么办呢？你看见他的时候他在作些什么？
他说些什么？他瞧上去怎样？他穿着些什么？他为什么到这儿来？他问起我吗？他
住在哪儿？他怎样跟你分别的？你什么时候再去看他？用一个字回答我。

    西莉娅你一定先要给我向卡冈都亚⑾借一张嘴来才行；像我们这时代的人，
一张嘴里是装不下这么大的一个字的。要是一句句都用“是”和“不”回答起来，
也比考问教理还麻烦呢。

    罗瑟琳可是他知道我在这林子里，打扮做男人的样子吗？他是不是跟摔角的
那天一样有精神？

    西莉娅回答情人的问题，就像数微尘的粒数一般为难。你好好听我讲我怎样
找到他的情形，静静地体味着吧。我看见他在一株树底下，像一颗落下来的橡果。

    罗瑟琳树上会落下这样果子来，那真可以说是神树了。

    西莉娅好小姐，听我说。

    罗瑟琳讲下去。

    西莉娅他直挺挺地躺在那儿，像一个受伤的骑士。

    罗瑟琳虽然这种样子有点可怜相，可是地上躺着这样一个人，倒也是很合适
的。

    西莉娅喊你的舌头停步吧；它简直随处乱跳。——他打扮得像个猎人。

    罗瑟琳哎哟，糟了！他要来猎取我的心了。

    西莉娅我唱歌的时候不要别人和着唱；你缠得我弄错拍子了。

    罗瑟琳你不知道我是个女人吗？我心里想到什么，便要说出口来。好人儿，
说下去吧。

    西莉娅你已经打断了我的话头。且慢！他不是来了吗？

    罗瑟琳是他；我们躲在一旁瞧着他吧。

    奥兰多及杰奎斯上。

    杰奎斯多谢相陪；可是说老实话，我倒是喜欢一个人清静些。

    奥兰多我也是这样；可是为了礼貌的关系，我多谢您的作伴。

    杰奎斯上帝和您同在！让我们越少见面越好。

    奥兰多我希望我们还是不要相识的好。

    杰奎斯请您别再在树皮上写情诗糟蹋树木了。

    奥兰多请您别再用难听的声调念我的诗，把它们糟蹋了。

    杰奎斯您的情人的名字是罗瑟琳吗？

    奥兰多正是。

    杰奎斯我不喜欢她的名字。

    奥兰多她取名的时候，并没有打算要您喜欢。

    杰奎斯她的身材怎样？

    奥兰多恰恰够得到我的心头那样高。

    杰奎斯您怪会说俏皮的回答；您是不是跟金匠们的妻子有点儿交情，因此把
戒指上的警句都默记下来了？

    奥兰多不，我都是用彩画的挂帷上的话儿来回答您；您的问题也是从那儿学
来的。

    杰奎斯您的口才很敏捷，我想是用阿塔兰忒的脚跟做成的。我们一块儿坐下
来好不好？我们两人要把世界痛骂一顿，大发一下牢骚。

    奥兰多我不愿责骂世上的有生之伦，除了我自己；因为我知道自己的错处最
明白。

    杰奎斯您的最坏的错处就是要恋爱。

    奥兰多我不愿把这个错处来换取您的最好的美德。您真叫我腻烦。

    杰奎斯说老实话，我遇见您的时候，本来是在找一个傻子。

    奥兰多他掉在溪水里淹死了，您向水里一望，就可以瞧见他。

    杰奎斯我只瞧见我自己的影子。

    奥兰多那我以为倘不是个傻子，定然是个废物。

    杰奎斯我不想再跟您在一起了。再见，多情的公子。

    奥兰多我巴不得您走。再会，忧愁的先生。（杰奎斯下。）

    罗瑟琳我要像一个无礼的小厮一样去向他说话，跟他捣捣乱。——听见我的
话吗，树林里的人？

    奥兰多很好，你有什么话说？

    罗瑟琳请问现在是几点钟？

    奥兰多你应该问我现在是什么时辰；树林里哪来的钟？

    罗瑟琳那么树林里也不会有真心的情人了；否则每分钟的叹气，每点钟的呻
吟，该会像时钟一样计算出时间的懒懒的脚步来的。

    奥兰多为什么不说时间的快步呢？那样说不对吗？

    罗瑟琳不对，先生。时间对于各种人有各种的步法。我可以告诉你时间对于
谁是走慢步的，对于谁是跨着细步走的，对于谁是奔着走的，对于谁是立定不动的。

    奥兰多请问他对于谁是跨着细步走的？

    罗瑟琳呃，对于一个订了婚还没有成礼的姑娘，时间是跨着细步有气无力地
走着的；即使这中间只有一星期，也似乎有七年那样难过。

    奥兰多对于谁时间是走着慢步的？

    罗瑟琳对于一个不懂拉丁文的牧师，或是一个不害痛风的富翁：一个因为不
能读书而睡得很酣杨，一个因为没有痛苦而活得很高兴；一个可以不必辛辛苦苦地
钻研，一个不知道有贫穷的艰困。对于这种人，时间是走着慢步的。

    奥兰多对于谁他是奔着走的？

    罗瑟琳对于一个上绞架的贼子；因为虽然他尽力放慢脚步，他还是觉得到得
太快了。

    奥兰多对于谁他是静止不动的？

    罗瑟琳对于在休假中的律师，因为他们在前后开庭的时期之间，完全昏睡过
去，不觉到时间的移动。

    奥兰多可爱的少年，你住在哪儿？

    罗瑟琳跟这位牧羊姑娘，我的妹妹，住在这儿的树林边，正像裙子上的花边
一样。

    奥兰多你是本地人吗？

    罗瑟琳跟那头你看见的兔子一样，它的住处就是它生长的地方。

    奥兰多住在这种穷乡僻壤，你的谈吐却很高雅。

    罗瑟琳好多人都曾经这样说我；其实是因为我有一个修行的老伯父，他本来
是在城市里生长的，是他教导我讲话；他曾经在宫廷里闹过恋爱，因此很懂得交际
的门槛。我曾经听他发过许多反对恋爱的议论；多谢上帝我不是个女人，不会犯到
他所归咎于一般女性的那许多心性轻浮的罪恶。

    奥兰多你记不记得他所说的女人的罪恶当中主要的几桩？

    罗瑟琳没有什么主要不主要的，跟两个铜子相比一样，全差不多；每一件过
失似乎都十分严重，可是立刻又有一件出来可以赛过它。

    奥兰多请你说几件看。

    罗瑟琳不，我的药是只给病人吃的。这座树林里常常有一个人来往，在我们
的嫩树皮上刻满了“罗瑟琳”的名字，把树木糟蹋得不成样子；山楂树上挂起了诗
篇，荆棘枝上吊悬着哀歌，说来说去都是把罗瑟琳的名字捧作神明。要是我碰见了
那个卖弄风情的家伙，我一定要好好给他一番教训，因为他似乎害着相思病。

    奥兰多我就是那个给爱情折磨的他。请你告诉我你有什么医治的方法。

    罗瑟琳我伯父所说的那种记号在你身上全找不出来，他曾经告诉我怎样可以
看出来一个人是在恋爱着；我可以断定你一定不是那个草扎的笼中的囚人。

    奥兰多什么是他所说的那种记号呢？

    罗瑟琳一张瘦瘦的脸庞，你没有；一双眼圈发黑的凹陷的眼睛，你没有；一
副懒得跟人家交谈的神气，你没有；一脸忘记了修薙的胡子，你没有；——可是那
我可以原谅你，因为你的胡子本来就像小兄弟的产业一样少得可怜。而且你的袜子
上应当是不套袜带的，你的帽子上应当是不结帽纽的，你的袖口的钮扣应当是脱开
的，你的鞋子上的带子应当是松散的，你身上的每一处都要表示出一种不经心的疏
懒。可是你却不是这样一个人；你把自己打扮得这么齐整，瞧你倒有点顾影自怜，
全不像在爱着什么人。

    奥兰多美貌的少年，我希望我能使你相信我是在恋爱。

    罗瑟琳我相信！你还是叫你的爱人相信吧。我可以断定，她即使容易相信你，
她嘴里也是不肯承认的；这也是女人们不老实的一点。可是说老实话，你真的便是
把恭维着罗瑟琳的诗句悬挂在树上的那家伙吗？

    奥兰多少年，我凭着罗瑟琳的玉手向你起誓，我就是他，那个不幸的他。

    罗瑟琳可是你真的像你诗上所说的那样热恋着吗？

    奥兰多什么也不能表达我的爱情的深切。

    罗瑟琳爱情不过是一种疯狂；我对你说，有了爱情的人，是应该像对待一个
疯子一样，把他关在黑屋子里用鞭子抽一顿的。那么为什么他们不用这种处罚的方
法来医治爱情呢？因为那种疯病是极其平常的，就是拿鞭子的人也在恋爱哩。可是
我有医治它的法子。

    奥兰多你曾经医治过什么人吗？

    罗瑟琳是的，医治过一个；法子是这样的：他假想我是他的爱人，他的情妇，
我叫他每天都来向我求爱；那时我是一个善变的少年，便一会儿伤心，一会儿温存，
一会儿翻脸，一会儿思慕，一会儿欢喜；骄傲、古怪、刁钻、浅薄、轻浮，有时满
眼的泪，有时满脸的笑。什么情感都来一点儿，但没有一种是真切的，就像大多数
的孩子们和女人们一样；有时欢喜他，有时讨厌他，有时讨好他，有时冷淡他，有
时为他哭泣，有时把他唾弃：我这样把我这位求爱者从疯狂的爱逼到真个疯狂起来，
以至于抛弃人世，做起隐士来了。我用这种方法治好了他，我也可以用这种方法把
你的心肝洗得干干净净，像一颗没有毛病的羊心一样，再没有一点爱情的痕迹。

    奥兰多我不愿意治好，少年。

    罗瑟琳我可以把你治好，假如你把我叫作罗瑟琳，每天到我的草屋里来向我
求爱。

    奥兰多凭着我的恋爱的真诚，我愿意。告诉我你住在什么地方。

    罗瑟琳跟我去，我可以指点给你看；一路上你也要告诉我你住在林中的什么
地方。去吗？

    奥兰多很好，好孩子。

    罗瑟琳不，你一定要叫我罗瑟琳。来，妹妹，我们去吧。（同下。）

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SCENE I. A room in the palace.

Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, and OLIVER
DUKE FREDERICK
Not see him since? Sir, sir, that cannot be:
But were I not the better part made mercy,
I should not seek an absent argument
Of my revenge, thou present. But look to it:
Find out thy brother, wheresoe'er he is;
Seek him with candle; bring him dead or living
Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more
To seek a living in our territory.
Thy lands and all things that thou dost call thine
Worth seizure do we seize into our hands,
Till thou canst quit thee by thy brothers mouth
Of what we think against thee.
OLIVER
O that your highness knew my heart in this!
I never loved my brother in my life.
DUKE FREDERICK
More villain thou. Well, push him out of doors;
And let my officers of such a nature
Make an extent upon his house and lands:
Do this expediently and turn him going.
Exeunt第三幕

    第一场宫中一室

    弗莱德里克公爵、奥列佛、众臣及侍从等上。

    弗莱德里克以后没有见过他！哼，哼，不见得吧。倘不是因为仁慈在我的心
里占了上风，有着你在眼前，我尽可以不必找一个不在的人出气的。可是你留心着
吧，不论你的兄弟在什么地方，都得去给我找来；点起灯笼去寻访吧；在一年之内，
要把他不论死活找到，否则你不用再在我们的领土上过活了。你的土地和一切你自
命为属于你的东西，值得没收的我们都要没收，除非等你能够凭着你兄弟的招供洗
刷去我们对你的怀疑。

    奥列佛求殿下明鉴！我从来就不曾喜欢过我的兄弟。

    弗莱德里克这可见你更是个坏人。好，把他赶出去；吩咐该管官吏把他的房
屋土地没收。赶快把这事办好，叫他滚蛋。（众下。）

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Re:【连载中】《皆大欢喜》As You Like It中英对照可更第三幕

SCENE VII. The forest.

A table set out. Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and Lords like outlaws
DUKE SENIOR
I think he be transform'd into a beast;
For I can no where find him like a man.
First Lord
My lord, he is but even now gone hence:
Here was he merry, hearing of a song.
DUKE SENIOR
If he, compact of jars, grow musical,
We shall have shortly discord in the spheres.
Go, seek him: tell him I would speak with him.
Enter JAQUES

First Lord
He saves my labour by his own approach.
DUKE SENIOR
Why, how now, monsieur! what a life is this,
That your poor friends must woo your company?
What, you look merrily!
JAQUES
A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' the forest,
A motley fool; a miserable world!
As I do live by food, I met a fool
Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun,
And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms,
In good set terms and yet a motley fool.
'Good morrow, fool,' quoth I. 'No, sir,' quoth he,
'Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune:'
And then he drew a dial from his poke,
And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye,
Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock:
Thus we may see,' quoth he, 'how the world wags:
'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine,
And after one hour more 'twill be eleven;
And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe,
And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;
And thereby hangs a tale.' When I did hear
The motley fool thus moral on the time,
My lungs began to crow like chanticleer,
That fools should be so deep-contemplative,
And I did laugh sans intermission
An hour by his dial. O noble fool!
A worthy fool! Motley's the only wear.
DUKE SENIOR
What fool is this?
JAQUES
O worthy fool! One that hath been a courtier,
And says, if ladies be but young and fair,
They have the gift to know it: and in his brain,
Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit
After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd
With observation, the which he vents
In mangled forms. O that I were a fool!
I am ambitious for a motley coat.
DUKE SENIOR
Thou shalt have one.
JAQUES
It is my only suit;
Provided that you weed your better judgments
Of all opinion that grows rank in them
That I am wise. I must have liberty
Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
To blow on whom I please; for so fools have;
And they that are most galled with my folly,
They most must laugh. And why, sir, must they so?
The 'why' is plain as way to parish church:
He that a fool doth very wisely hit
Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
Not to seem senseless of the bob: if not,
The wise man's folly is anatomized
Even by the squandering glances of the fool.
Invest me in my motley; give me leave
To speak my mind, and I will through and through
Cleanse the foul body of the infected world,
If they will patiently receive my medicine.
DUKE SENIOR
Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do.
JAQUES
What, for a counter, would I do but good?
DUKE SENIOR
Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin:
For thou thyself hast been a libertine,
As sensual as the brutish sting itself;
And all the embossed sores and headed evils,
That thou with licence of free foot hast caught,
Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world.
JAQUES
Why, who cries out on pride,
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea,
Till that the weary very means do ebb?
What woman in the city do I name,
When that I say the city-woman bears
The cost of princes on unworthy shoulders?
Who can come in and say that I mean her,
When such a one as she such is her neighbour?
Or what is he of basest function
That says his bravery is not of my cost,
Thinking that I mean him, but therein suits
His folly to the mettle of my speech?
There then; how then? what then? Let me see wherein
My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him right,
Then he hath wrong'd himself; if he be free,
Why then my taxing like a wild-goose flies,
Unclaim'd of any man. But who comes here?
Enter ORLANDO, with his sword drawn

ORLANDO
Forbear, and eat no more.
JAQUES
Why, I have eat none yet.
ORLANDO
Nor shalt not, till necessity be served.
JAQUES
Of what kind should this cock come of?
DUKE SENIOR
Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy distress,
Or else a rude despiser of good manners,
That in civility thou seem'st so empty?
ORLANDO
You touch'd my vein at first: the thorny point
Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show
Of smooth civility: yet am I inland bred
And know some nurture. But forbear, I say:
He dies that touches any of this fruit
Till I and my affairs are answered.
JAQUES
An you will not be answered with reason, I must die.
DUKE SENIOR
What would you have? Your gentleness shall force
More than your force move us to gentleness.
ORLANDO
I almost die for food; and let me have it.
DUKE SENIOR
Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table.
ORLANDO
Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you:
I thought that all things had been savage here;
And therefore put I on the countenance
Of stern commandment. But whate'er you are
That in this desert inaccessible,
Under the shade of melancholy boughs,
Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time
If ever you have look'd on better days,
If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church,
If ever sat at any good man's feast,
If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear
And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied,
Let gentleness my strong enforcement be:
In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
DUKE SENIOR
True is it that we have seen better days,
And have with holy bell been knoll'd to church
And sat at good men's feasts and wiped our eyes
Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd:
And therefore sit you down in gentleness
And take upon command what help we have
That to your wanting may be minister'd.
ORLANDO
Then but forbear your food a little while,
Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn
And give it food. There is an old poor man,
Who after me hath many a weary step
Limp'd in pure love: till he be first sufficed,
Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger,
I will not touch a bit.
DUKE SENIOR
Go find him out,
And we will nothing waste till you return.
ORLANDO
I thank ye; and be blest for your good comfort!
Exit

DUKE SENIOR
Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy:
This wide and universal theatre
Presents more woeful pageants than the scene
Wherein we play in.
JAQUES
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Re-enter ORLANDO, with ADAM

DUKE SENIOR
Welcome. Set down your venerable burthen,
And let him feed.
ORLANDO
I thank you most for him.
ADAM
So had you need:
I scarce can speak to thank you for myself.
DUKE SENIOR
Welcome; fall to: I will not trouble you
As yet, to question you about your fortunes.
Give us some music; and, good cousin, sing.
SONG.
AMIENS
Blow, blow, thou winter wind.
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
That dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remember'd not.
Heigh-ho! sing, & c.
DUKE SENIOR
If that you were the good Sir Rowland's son,
As you have whisper'd faithfully you were,
And as mine eye doth his effigies witness
Most truly limn'd and living in your face,
Be truly welcome hither: I am the duke
That loved your father: the residue of your fortune,
Go to my cave and tell me. Good old man,
Thou art right welcome as thy master is.
Support him by the arm. Give me your hand,
And let me all your fortunes understand.
Exeunt
第七场林中的另一部分

    食桌铺就。老公爵、阿米恩斯及流亡诸臣上。

    公爵我想他一定已经变成一头畜生了，因为我到处找不到他的人影。

    臣甲殿下，他刚刚走开去；方才他还在这儿很高兴地听人家唱歌。

    公爵要是浑身都不和谐的他，居然也会变得爱好起音乐来，那么天体上不久
就要大起骚乱了。去找他来，对他说我要跟他谈谈。

    臣甲他自己来了，省了我一番跋涉。

    杰奎斯上。

    公爵啊，怎么啦，先生！这算什么，您的可怜的朋友们一定要千求万唤才把
您请来吗？啊，您的神气很高兴哩！

    杰奎斯一个傻子，一个傻子！我在林中遇见一个傻子，一个身穿彩衣的傻子；
唉，苦恼的世界！我确实遇见了一个傻子，正如我是靠着食物而活命一样确实；他
躺着晒太阳，用头头是道的话辱骂着命运女神，然而他仍然不过是个身穿彩衣的傻
子。“早安，傻子，”我说。“不，先生，”他说，“等到老天保佑我发了财，您
再叫我傻子吧。”⑤于是他从袋里掏出一只表来，用没有光彩的眼睛瞧着它，很聪
明地说，“现在是十点钟了；我们可以从这里看出世界是怎样在变迁着：一小时之
前还不过是九点钟，而再过一小时便是十一点钟了；照这样一小时一小时过去，我
们越长越老，越老越不中用，这上面真是大有感慨可发。”我听了这个穿彩衣的傻
子对时间发挥的这一段玄理，我的胸头就像公鸡一样叫起来了，纳罕着傻子居然会
有这样深刻的思想；我笑了个不停，在他的表上整整笑去了一个小时。啊，高贵的
傻子！可敬的傻子！彩衣是最好的装束。

    公爵这是个怎么样的傻子？

    杰奎斯啊，可敬的傻子！他曾经出入宫廷；他说凡是年轻貌美的小姐们，都
是有自知之明的。他的头脑就像航海回来剩下的饼干那样干燥，其中的每一个角落
却塞满了人生的经验，他都用杂乱的话儿随口说了出来。啊，我但愿我也是个傻子！
我想要穿一件花花的外套。

    公爵你可以有一件。

    杰奎斯这是我唯一的要求；只要殿下明鉴，除掉一切成见，别把我当聪明人
看待；同时要准许我有像风那样广大的自由，高兴吹着谁便吹着谁：傻子们是有这
种权利的，那些最被我的傻话所挖苦的人也最应该笑。殿下，为什么他们必须这样
呢？这理由正和到教区礼拜堂去的路一样清楚：被一个傻子用俏皮话讥刺了的人，
即使刺痛了，假如不装出一副若无其事的样子来，那么就显出聪明人的傻气，可以
被傻子不经意一箭就刺穿，未免太傻了。给我穿一件彩衣，准许我说我心里的话；
我一定会痛痛快快地把这染病的世界的丑恶的身体清洗个干净，假如他们肯耐心接
受我的药方。

    公爵算了吧！我知道你会做出些什么来。

    杰奎斯我可以拿一根筹码打赌，我做的事会不好吗？

    公爵最坏不过的罪恶，就是指斥他人的罪恶：因为你自己也曾经是一个放纵
你的兽欲的浪子；你要把你那身因为你的荒唐而长起来的臃肿的脓疮、溃烂的恶病，
向全世界播散。

    杰奎斯什么，呼斥人间的奢侈，难道便是对于个人的攻击吗？奢侈的习俗不
是像海潮一样浩瀚地流着，直到力竭而消退吗？假如我说城里的那些小户人家的妇
女穿扮得像王公大人的女眷一样，我指明是哪一个女人吗？谁能挺身出来说我说的
是她，假如她的邻居也是和她一个样子？一个操着最微贱行业的人，假如心想我讥
讽了他，说他的好衣服不是我出的钱，那不是恰恰把他的愚蠢合上了我说的话吗？
照此看来，又有什么关系呢？指给我看我的话伤害了他什么地方：要是说的对，那
是他自取其咎；假如他问心无愧，那么我的责骂就像是一头野鸭飞过，不干谁的事。
——可是谁来了？

    奥兰多拔剑上。

    奥兰多停住，不准吃！

    杰奎斯嘿，我还不曾吃过呢。

    奥兰多而且也不会再给你吃，除非让饿肚子的人先吃过了。

    杰奎斯这头公鸡是哪儿来的？

    公爵朋友，你是因为落难而变得这样强横吗？还是因为生来就是瞧不起礼貌
的粗汉子，一点儿不懂得规矩？

    奥兰多你第一下就猜中我了，困苦逼迫着我，使我不得不把温文的礼貌抛在
一旁；可是我却是在都市生长，受过一点儿教养的。但是我吩咐你们停住；在我的
事情没有办完之前，谁碰一碰这些果子，就得死。

    杰奎斯你要是无理可喻，那么我准得死。

    公爵你要什么？假如你不用暴力，客客气气地向我们说，我们一定会更客客
气气地对待你的。

    奥兰多我快饿死了；给我吃。

    公爵请坐请坐，随意吃吧。

    奥兰多你说得这样客气吗？请你原谅我，我以为这儿的一切都是野蛮的，因
此才装出这副暴横的威胁神气来。可是不论你们是些什么人，在这儿人踪不到的荒
野里，躺在凄凉的树荫下，不理会时间的消逝；假如你们曾经见过较好的日子，假
如你们曾经到过鸣钟召集礼拜的地方，假如你们曾经参加过上流人的宴会，假如你
们曾经揩过你们眼皮上的泪水，懂得怜悯和被怜悯的，那么让我的温文的态度格外
感动你们：我抱着这样的希望，惭愧地藏好我的剑。

    公爵我们确曾见过好日子，曾经被神圣的钟声召集到教堂里去，参加过上流
人的宴会，从我们的眼上揩去过被神圣的怜悯所感动而流下的眼泪；所以你不妨和
和气气地坐下来，凡是我们可以帮忙满足你需要的地方，一定愿意效劳。

    奥兰多那么请你们暂时不要把东西吃掉，我就去像一只母鹿一样找寻我的小
鹿，把食物喂给他吃。有一位可怜的老人家，全然出于好心，跟着我一跷一拐地走
了许多疲乏的路，双重的劳瘁——他的高龄和饥饿——累倒了他；除非等他饱餐了
之后，我决不接触一口食物。

    公爵快去找他，我们绝对不把东西吃掉，等着你回来。

    奥兰多谢谢；愿您好心有好报！（下。）

    公爵你们可以看到不幸的不只是我们；这个广大的宇宙的舞台上，还有比我
们所演出的更悲惨的场景呢。

    杰奎斯全世界是一个舞台，所有的男男女女不过是一些演员；他们都有下场
的时候，也都有上场的时候。一个人的一生中扮演着好几个角色，他的表演可以分
为七个时期。最初是婴孩，在保姆的怀中啼哭呕吐。然后是背着书包、满脸红光的
学童，像蜗牛一样慢腾腾地拖着脚步，不情愿地呜咽着上学堂。然后是情人，像炉
灶一样叹着气，写了一首悲哀的诗歌咏着他恋人的眉毛。然后是一个军人，满口发
着古怪的誓，胡须长得像豹子一样，爱惜着名誉，动不动就要打架，在炮口上寻求
着泡沫一样的荣名。然后是法官，胖胖圆圆的肚子塞满了阉鸡，凛然的眼光，整洁
的胡须，满嘴都是格言和老生常谈；他这样扮了他的一个角色。第六个时期变成了
精瘦的趿着拖鞋的龙锺老叟，鼻子上架着眼镜，腰边悬着钱袋；他那年轻时候节省
下来的长袜子套在他皱瘪的小腿上显得宽大异常；他那朗朗的男子的口音又变成了
孩子似的尖声，像是吹着风笛和哨子。终结着这段古怪的多事的历史的最后一场，
是孩提时代的再现，全然的遗忘，没有牙齿，没有眼睛，没有口味，没有一切。

    奥兰多背亚当重上。

    公爵欢迎！放下你背上那位可敬的老人家，让他吃东西吧。

    奥兰多我代他向您竭诚道谢。

    亚当您真该代我道谢；我简直不能为自己向您开口道谢呢。

    公爵欢迎，请用吧；我还不会马上就来打扰你，问你的遭遇。给我们奏些音
乐；贤卿，你唱吧。

    阿米恩斯（唱）

          不惧冬风凛冽，

          风威远难遽及

          人世之寡情；

          其为气也虽厉，

          其牙尚非甚锐，

          风体本无形。

          噫嘻乎！且向冬青歌一曲：

          友交皆虚妄，恩爱痴人逐。

          噫嘻乎冬青！

          可乐唯此生。


          不愁冱天冰雪，

          其寒尚难遽及，

          受施而忘恩；

          风皱满池碧水，

          利刺尚难遽比

          捐旧之友人。

          噫嘻乎！且向冬青歌一曲：

          友交皆虚妄，恩爱痴人逐。

          噫嘻乎冬青！

          可乐唯此生。

    公爵照你刚才悄声儿老老实实告诉我的，你说你是好罗兰爵士的儿子，我看
你的相貌也真的十分像他；如果不是假的，那么我真心欢迎你到这儿来。我便是敬
爱你父亲的那个公爵。关于你其他的遭遇，到我的洞里来告诉我吧。好老人家，我
们欢迎你像欢迎你的主人一样。搀扶着他。把你的手给我，让我明白你们一切的经
过。（众下。）

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SCENE VI. The forest.

Enter ORLANDO and ADAM
ADAM
Dear master, I can go no further. O, I die for food!
Here lie I down, and measure out my grave. Farewell,
kind master.
ORLANDO
Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee? Live
a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little.
If this uncouth forest yield any thing savage, I
will either be food for it or bring it for food to
thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy powers.
For my sake be comfortable; hold death awhile at
the arm's end: I will here be with thee presently;
and if I bring thee not something to eat, I will
give thee leave to die: but if thou diest before I
come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said!
thou lookest cheerly, and I'll be with thee quickly.
Yet thou liest in the bleak air: come, I will bear
thee to some shelter; and thou shalt not die for
lack of a dinner, if there live any thing in this
desert. Cheerly, good Adam!
Exeunt
第六场林中的另一部分

    奥兰多及亚当上。

    亚当好少爷，我再也走不动了；唉！我要饿死了。让我在这儿躺下挺尸吧。
再会了，好心的少爷！

    奥兰多啊，怎么啦，亚当！你再没有勇气了吗？再活一些时候；提起一点精
神来，高兴点儿。要是这座古怪的林中有什么野东西，那么我倘不是给它吃了，一
定会把它杀了来给你吃的。你并不是真就要死了，不过是在胡思乱想而已。为了我
的缘故，提起精神来吧；向死神抗拒一会儿，我去一去就回来看你，要是我找不到
什么可以给你吃的东西，我一定答应你死去；可是假如你在我没有回来之前便死去，
那你就是看不起我的辛苦了。说得好！你瞧上去有点振作了。我立刻就来。可是你
躺在寒风里呢；来，我把你背到有遮荫的地方去。只要这块荒地里有活东西，你一
定不会因为没有饭吃而饿死。振作起来吧，好亚当。（同下。）

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SCENE V. The Forest.

Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and others
SONG.
AMIENS
Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
JAQUES
More, more, I prithee, more.
AMIENS
It will make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaques.
JAQUES
I thank it. More, I prithee, more. I can suck
melancholy out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs.
More, I prithee, more.
AMIENS
My voice is ragged: I know I cannot please you.
JAQUES
I do not desire you to please me; I do desire you to
sing. Come, more; another stanzo: call you 'em stanzos?
AMIENS
What you will, Monsieur Jaques.
JAQUES
Nay, I care not for their names; they owe me
nothing. Will you sing?
AMIENS
More at your request than to please myself.
JAQUES
Well then, if ever I thank any man, I'll thank you;
but that they call compliment is like the encounter
of two dog-apes, and when a man thanks me heartily,
methinks I have given him a penny and he renders me
the beggarly thanks. Come, sing; and you that will
not, hold your tongues.
AMIENS
Well, I'll end the song. Sirs, cover the while; the
duke will drink under this tree. He hath been all
this day to look you.
JAQUES
And I have been all this day to avoid him. He is
too disputable for my company: I think of as many
matters as he, but I give heaven thanks and make no
boast of them. Come, warble, come.
SONG.
Who doth ambition shun
All together here

And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats
And pleased with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
JAQUES
I'll give you a verse to this note that I made
yesterday in despite of my invention.
AMIENS
And I'll sing it.
JAQUES
Thus it goes:--
If it do come to pass
That any man turn ass,
Leaving his wealth and ease,
A stubborn will to please,
Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame:
Here shall he see
Gross fools as he,
An if he will come to me.
AMIENS
What's that 'ducdame'?
JAQUES
'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a
circle. I'll go sleep, if I can; if I cannot, I'll
rail against all the first-born of Egypt.
AMIENS
And I'll go seek the duke: his banquet is prepared.
Exeunt severally
第五场林中的另一部分

    阿米恩斯、杰奎斯及余人等上。

    阿米恩斯（唱）

    绿树高张翠幕，

    谁来偕我偃卧，

    翻将欢乐心声，

    学唱枝头鸟鸣：

    盍来此？盍来此？盍来此？

    目之所接，

    精神契一，

    唯忧雨雪之将至。

    杰奎斯再来一个，再来一个，请你再唱下去。

    阿米恩斯那会叫您发起愁来的，杰奎斯先生。

    杰奎斯再好没有。请你再唱下去！我可以从一曲歌中抽出愁绪来，就像黄鼠
狼吮啜鸡蛋一样。请你再唱下去吧！

    阿米恩斯我的喉咙很粗，我知道一定不能讨您的欢喜。

    杰奎斯我不要你讨我的欢喜；我只要你唱。来，再唱一阕；你是不是把它们
叫作一阕一阕的？

    阿米恩斯您高兴怎样叫就怎样叫吧，杰奎斯先生。

    杰奎斯不，我倒不去管它们叫什么名字；它们又不借我的钱。你唱起来吧！

    阿米恩斯既蒙敦促，我就勉为其难了。

    杰奎斯那么好，要是我会感谢什么人，我一定会感谢你；可是人家所说的恭
维就像是两只狗猿碰了头。倘使有人诚心感谢我，我就觉得好像我给了他一个铜子，
所以他像一个叫化似的向我道谢。来，唱起来吧；你们不唱的都不要作声。

    阿米恩斯好，我就唱完这支歌。列位，铺起食桌来吧；公爵就要到这株树下
来喝酒了。他已经找了您整整一天啦。

    杰奎斯我已经躲避了他整整一天啦。他太喜欢辩论了，我不高兴跟他在一起；
我想到的事情像他一样多，可是谢谢天，我却不像他那样会说嘴。来，唱吧。

    阿米恩斯（唱，众和）

    孰能敝屣尊荣，

    来沐丽日光风，

    觅食自求果腹，

    一饱欣然意足：

    盍来此？盍来此？盍来此？

    目之所接，

    精神契一，

    唯忧雨雪之将至。

    杰奎斯昨天我曾经按着这调子不加雕饰顺口吟成一节，倒要献丑献丑。

    阿米恩斯我可以把它唱出来。

    杰奎斯是这样的：

    倘有痴愚之徒，

    忽然变成蠢驴，

    趁着心性癫狂，

    撇却财富安康，

    特达米，特达米，特达米，

    何为来此？

    举目一视，

    唯见傻瓜之遍地。

    阿米恩斯“特达米”是什么意思？

    杰奎斯这是希腊文里召唤傻子们排起圆圈来的一种咒语。 ——假如睡得成觉
的话，我要睡觉去；假如睡不成，我就要把埃及地方一切头胎生的痛骂一顿④。

    阿米恩斯我可要找公爵去；他的点心已经预备好了。（各下。）

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SCENE IV. The Forest of Arden.

Enter ROSALIND for Ganymede, CELIA for Aliena, and TOUCHSTONE
ROSALIND
O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits!
TOUCHSTONE
I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary.
ROSALIND
I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's
apparel and to cry like a woman; but I must comfort
the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought to show
itself courageous to petticoat: therefore courage,
good Aliena!
CELIA
I pray you, bear with me; I cannot go no further.
TOUCHSTONE
For my part, I had rather bear with you than bear
you; yet I should bear no cross if I did bear you,
for I think you have no money in your purse.
ROSALIND
Well, this is the forest of Arden.
TOUCHSTONE
Ay, now am I in Arden; the more fool I; when I was
at home, I was in a better place: but travellers
must be content.
ROSALIND
Ay, be so, good Touchstone.
Enter CORIN and SILVIUS

Look you, who comes here; a young man and an old in
solemn talk.
CORIN
That is the way to make her scorn you still.
SILVIUS
O Corin, that thou knew'st how I do love her!
CORIN
I partly guess; for I have loved ere now.
SILVIUS
No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess,
Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover
As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow:
But if thy love were ever like to mine--
As sure I think did never man love so--
How many actions most ridiculous
Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?
CORIN
Into a thousand that I have forgotten.
SILVIUS
O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily!
If thou remember'st not the slightest folly
That ever love did make thee run into,
Thou hast not loved:
Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,
Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise,
Thou hast not loved:
Or if thou hast not broke from company
Abruptly, as my passion now makes me,
Thou hast not loved.
O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe!
Exit

ROSALIND
Alas, poor shepherd! searching of thy wound,
I have by hard adventure found mine own.
TOUCHSTONE
And I mine. I remember, when I was in love I broke
my sword upon a stone and bid him take that for
coming a-night to Jane Smile; and I remember the
kissing of her batlet and the cow's dugs that her
pretty chopt hands had milked; and I remember the
wooing of a peascod instead of her, from whom I took
two cods and, giving her them again, said with
weeping tears 'Wear these for my sake.' We that are
true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is
mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.
ROSALIND
Thou speakest wiser than thou art ware of.
TOUCHSTONE
Nay, I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I
break my shins against it.
ROSALIND
Jove, Jove! this shepherd's passion
Is much upon my fashion.
TOUCHSTONE
And mine; but it grows something stale with me.
CELIA
I pray you, one of you question yond man
If he for gold will give us any food:
I faint almost to death.
TOUCHSTONE
Holla, you clown!
ROSALIND
Peace, fool: he's not thy kinsman.
CORIN
Who calls?
TOUCHSTONE
Your betters, sir.
CORIN
Else are they very wretched.
ROSALIND
Peace, I say. Good even to you, friend.
CORIN
And to you, gentle sir, and to you all.
ROSALIND
I prithee, shepherd, if that love or gold
Can in this desert place buy entertainment,
Bring us where we may rest ourselves and feed:
Here's a young maid with travel much oppress'd
And faints for succor.
CORIN
Fair sir, I pity her
And wish, for her sake more than for mine own,
My fortunes were more able to relieve her;
But I am shepherd to another man
And do not shear the fleeces that I graze:
My master is of churlish disposition
And little recks to find the way to heaven
By doing deeds of hospitality:
Besides, his cote, his flocks and bounds of feed
Are now on sale, and at our sheepcote now,
By reason of his absence, there is nothing
That you will feed on; but what is, come see.
And in my voice most welcome shall you be.
ROSALIND
What is he that shall buy his flock and pasture?
CORIN
That young swain that you saw here but erewhile,
That little cares for buying any thing.
ROSALIND
I pray thee, if it stand with honesty,
Buy thou the cottage, pasture and the flock,
And thou shalt have to pay for it of us.
CELIA
And we will mend thy wages. I like this place.
And willingly could waste my time in it.
CORIN
Assuredly the thing is to be sold:
Go with me: if you like upon report
The soil, the profit and this kind of life,
I will your very faithful feeder be
And buy it with your gold right suddenly.
Exeunt
第四场亚登森林

    罗瑟琳男装、西莉娅作牧羊女装束及试金石上。

    罗瑟琳天哪！我的精神多么疲乏啊。

    试金石假如我的两腿不疲乏，我可不管我的精神。

    罗瑟琳我简直想丢了我这身男装的脸，而像一个女人一样哭起来；可是我必
须安慰安慰这位小娘子，穿褐衫短裤的，总该向穿裙子的显出一点勇气来才是。好，
打起精神来吧，好爱莲娜。

    西莉娅请你担待担待我吧；我再也走不动了。

    试金石我可以担待你，可是不要叫我担你；但是即使我担你，也不会背上十
字架，因为我想你钱包里没有那种带十字架的金币。

    罗瑟琳好，这儿就是亚登森林了。

    试金石哦，现在我到了亚登了。我真是个大傻瓜！在家里要舒服得多哩；可
是旅行人只好知足一点。

    罗瑟琳对了，好试金石。你们瞧，谁来了；一个年轻人和一个老头子在一本
正经地讲话。

    柯林及西尔维斯上。

    柯林你那样不过叫她永远把你笑骂而已。

    西尔维斯啊，柯林，你要是知道我是多么爱她！

    柯林我有点猜得出来，因为我也曾经恋爱过呢。

    西尔维斯不，柯林，你现在老了，也就不能猜想了；虽然在你年轻的时候，
你也像那些半夜三更在枕上翻来覆去的情人们一样真心。可是假如你的爱情也跟我
的差不多——我想一定没有人会有我那样的爱情——那么你为了你的痴心梦想，一
定做出过不知多少可笑的事情呢！

    柯林我做过一千种的傻事，现在都已忘记了。

    西尔维斯噢！那么你就是不曾诚心爱过。假如你记不得你为了爱情而作出来
的一件最琐细的傻事，你就不算真的恋爱过。假如你不曾像我现在这样坐着絮絮讲
你的姑娘的好处，使听的人不耐烦，你就不算真的恋爱过。假如你不曾突然离开你
的同伴，像我的热情现在驱使着我一样，你也不算真的恋爱过。啊，菲苾！菲苾！
菲苾！（下。）

    罗瑟琳唉，可怜的牧人！我在诊断你的痛处的时候，却不幸地找到我自己的
创伤了。

    试金石我也是这样。我记得我在恋爱的时候，曾经把一柄剑在石头上摔断，
叫夜里来和琴·史美尔幽会的那个家伙留心着我；我记得我曾经吻过她的洗衣棒，
也吻过被她那双皲裂的玉手挤过的母牛乳斗；我记得我曾经把一颗豌豆荚权当作她
而向她求婚，我剥出了两颗豆子，又把它们放进去，边流泪边说，“为了我的缘故，
请您留着作个纪念吧。”我们这种多情种子都会做出一些古怪事儿来；但是我们既
然都是凡人，一着了情魔是免不得要大发其痴劲的。

    罗瑟琳你的话聪明得出于你自己意料之外。

    试金石哦，我总不知道自己的聪明，除非有一天我给它绊了一交，跌断了我
的腿骨。

    罗瑟琳天神，天神！这个牧人的痴心，很有几分像我自己的情形。

    试金石也有点像我的情形；可是在我似乎有点儿陈腐了。

    西莉娅请你们随便哪一位去问问那边的人，肯不肯让我们用金子向他买一点
吃的东西；我简直晕得要死了。

    试金石喂，你这蠢货！

    罗瑟琳别响，傻子；他并不是你的一家人。

    柯林谁叫？

    试金石比你好一点的人，朋友。

    柯林要是他们不比我好一点，那可寒酸得太不成话啦。

    罗瑟琳对你说，别响。——您晚安，朋友。

    柯林晚安，好先生；各位晚安。

    罗瑟琳牧人，假如人情或是金银可以在这种荒野里换到一点款待的话，请你
带我们到一处可以休息一下吃些东西的地方去好不好？这一位小姑娘赶路疲乏，快
要晕过去了。

    柯林好先生，我可怜她，不是为我自己打算，只是为了她的缘故，但愿我有
能力帮助她；可是我只是给别人看羊，羊儿虽然归我饲养，羊毛却不归我剪。我的
东家很小气，从不会修修福做点儿好事；而且他的草屋、他的羊群、他的牧场，现
在都要出卖了。现在因为他不在家，我们的牧舍里没有一点可以给你们吃的东西；
但是别管它有些什么，请你们来瞧瞧，我是极其欢迎你们的。

    罗瑟琳他的羊群和牧场预备卖给谁呢？

    柯林就是刚才你们看见的那个年轻汉子，他是从来不想要买什么东西的。

    罗瑟琳要是没有什么不对的地方，我请你把那草屋牧场和羊群都买下了，我
们给你出钱。

    西莉娅我们还要加你的工钱。我欢喜这地方，很愿意在这儿消度我的时光。

    柯林这桩买卖一定可以成交。跟我来；要是你们打听过后，对于这块地皮、
这种收益和这样的生活觉得中意，我愿意做你们十分忠心的仆人，马上用你们的钱
去把它买来。（同下。）

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SCENE III. Before OLIVER'S house.

Enter ORLANDO and ADAM, meeting
ORLANDO
Who's there?
ADAM
What, my young master? O, my gentle master!
O my sweet master! O you memory
Of old Sir Rowland! why, what make you here?
Why are you virtuous? why do people love you?
And wherefore are you gentle, strong and valiant?
Why would you be so fond to overcome
The bonny priser of the humorous duke?
Your praise is come too swiftly home before you.
Know you not, master, to some kind of men
Their graces serve them but as enemies?
No more do yours: your virtues, gentle master,
Are sanctified and holy traitors to you.
O, what a world is this, when what is comely
Envenoms him that bears it!
ORLANDO
Why, what's the matter?
ADAM
O unhappy youth!
Come not within these doors; within this roof
The enemy of all your graces lives:
Your brother--no, no brother; yet the son--
Yet not the son, I will not call him son
Of him I was about to call his father--
Hath heard your praises, and this night he means
To burn the lodging where you use to lie
And you within it: if he fail of that,
He will have other means to cut you off.
I overheard him and his practises.
This is no place; this house is but a butchery:
Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it.
ORLANDO
Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me go?
ADAM
No matter whither, so you come not here.
ORLANDO
What, wouldst thou have me go and beg my food?
Or with a base and boisterous sword enforce
A thievish living on the common road?
This I must do, or know not what to do:
Yet this I will not do, do how I can;
I rather will subject me to the malice
Of a diverted blood and bloody brother.
ADAM
But do not so. I have five hundred crowns,
The thrifty hire I saved under your father,
Which I did store to be my foster-nurse
When service should in my old limbs lie lame
And unregarded age in corners thrown:
Take that, and He that doth the ravens feed,
Yea, providently caters for the sparrow,
Be comfort to my age! Here is the gold;
And all this I give you. Let me be your servant:
Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty;
For in my youth I never did apply
Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood,
Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo
The means of weakness and debility;
Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you;
I'll do the service of a younger man
In all your business and necessities.
ORLANDO
O good old man, how well in thee appears
The constant service of the antique world,
When service sweat for duty, not for meed!
Thou art not for the fashion of these times,
Where none will sweat but for promotion,
And having that, do choke their service up
Even with the having: it is not so with thee.
But, poor old man, thou prunest a rotten tree,
That cannot so much as a blossom yield
In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry
But come thy ways; well go along together,
And ere we have thy youthful wages spent,
We'll light upon some settled low content.
ADAM
Master, go on, and I will follow thee,
To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty.
From seventeen years till now almost fourscore
Here lived I, but now live here no more.
At seventeen years many their fortunes seek;
But at fourscore it is too late a week:
Yet fortune cannot recompense me better
Than to die well and not my master's debtor.
Exeunt
第三场奥列佛家门前

    奥兰多及亚当自相对方向上。

    奥兰多那边是谁？

    亚当啊！我的少爷吗？啊，我的善良的少爷！我的好少爷！啊，您叫人想起
了老罗兰爵爷！唉，您为什么到这里来呢？您为什么这样好呢？为什么人家要爱您
呢？为什么您是这样仁慈、这样健壮、这样勇敢呢？为什么您这么傻，要去把那乖
僻的公爵手下那个大力士的拳师打败呢？您的声誉是来得太快了。您不知道吗，少
爷，有些人常会因为他们太好了，反而害了自己？您也正是这样；您的好处，好少
爷，就是陷害您自身的圣洁的叛徒，唉，这算是一个什么世界，怀德的人会因为他
们的德行反遭毒手！

    奥兰多啊，怎么一回事？

    亚当唉，不幸的青年！不要走进这扇门来；在这屋子里潜伏着您一切美德的
敌人呢。您的哥哥——不，不是哥哥，然而却是您父亲的儿子——不，他也不能称
为他的儿子——他听见了人家称赞您的话，预备在今夜放火烧去您所住的屋子；要
是这计划不成功，他还会想出别的法子来除掉您。他的阴谋给我偷听到了。这儿不
是安身之处，这屋子不过是一所屠场，您要回避，您要警戒，别走进去。

    奥兰多什么，亚当，你要我到哪儿去？

    亚当随您到哪儿去都好，只要不在这儿。

    奥兰多什么，你要我去做个要饭的吗？还是在大路上用下贱无耻的剑做一个
强盗？我只好走这种路，否则我就不知道怎么办；可是不论怎样，我也不愿这样干；
我宁愿忍受一个不念手足之情的凶狠的哥哥的恶意。

    亚当可是不要这样。我在您父亲手下侍候了这许多年，曾经辛辛苦苦把工钱
省下了五百块；我把那笔钱存下，本来是预备等我没有气力做不动事的时候做养老
之本，人老了，不中用了，是会给人踢在角落里的。您把这钱拿了去吧；上帝既然
给食物与乌鸦，也不会忘记把麻雀喂饱的，我这一把年纪，就悉听他的慈悲吧！钱
就在这儿，我把它全都给了您吧。让我做您的仆人。我虽然瞧上去这么老，可是我
的气力还不错；因为我在年轻时候从不曾灌下过一滴猛烈的酒，也不曾卤莽地贪欲
伤身，所以我的老年好比生气勃勃的冬天，虽然结着严霜，却并不惨淡。让我跟着
您去；我可以像一个年轻人一样，为您照料一切。

    奥兰多啊，好老人家！在你身上多么明白地表现出来古时那种义胆侠肠，不
是为着报酬，只是为了尽职而流着血汗！你是太不合时了；现在的人们努力工作，
只是为着希望高升，等到目的一达到，便耽于安逸；你却不是这样。但是，可怜的
老人家，你虽然这样辛辛苦苦地费尽培植的功夫，给你培植的却是一株不成材的树
木，开不出一朵花来酬答你的殷勤。可是赶路吧，我们要在一块儿走；在我们没有
把你年轻时的积蓄花完之前，一定要找到一处小小的安身的地方。

    亚当少爷，走吧；我愿意忠心地跟着您，直至喘尽最后一口气。从十七岁起
我到这儿来，到现在快八十了，却要离开我的老地方。许多人们在十七岁的时候都
去追求幸运，但八十岁的人是不济的了；可是我只要能够有个好死，对得住我的主
人，那么命运对我也不算无恩。（同下。）

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SCENE II. A room in the palace.

Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords
DUKE FREDERICK
Can it be possible that no man saw them?
It cannot be: some villains of my court
Are of consent and sufferance in this.
First Lord
I cannot hear of any that did see her.
The ladies, her attendants of her chamber,
Saw her abed, and in the morning early
They found the bed untreasured of their mistress.
Second Lord
My lord, the roynish clown, at whom so oft
Your grace was wont to laugh, is also missing.
Hisperia, the princess' gentlewoman,
Confesses that she secretly o'erheard
Your daughter and her cousin much commend
The parts and graces of the wrestler
That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles;
And she believes, wherever they are gone,
That youth is surely in their company.
DUKE FREDERICK
Send to his brother; fetch that gallant hither;
If he be absent, bring his brother to me;
I'll make him find him: do this suddenly,
And let not search and inquisition quail
To bring again these foolish runaways.
Exeunt
第二场宫中一室

    弗莱德里克公爵、众臣及侍从上。

    弗莱德里克难道没有一个人看见她们吗？决不会的；一定在我的宫廷里有奸
人知情串通。

    臣甲我不曾听见谁说曾经看见她。她寝室里的侍女们都看她上了床；可是一
早就看见床上没有她们的郡主了。

    臣乙殿下，那个常常逗您发笑的下贱小丑也失踪了。郡主的侍女希丝比利娅
供认她曾经偷听到郡主跟她的姊姊常常称赞最近在摔角赛中打败了强有力的查尔斯
的那个汉子的技艺和人品；她说她相信不论她们到哪里去，那个少年一定是跟她们
在一起的。

    弗莱德里克差人到他哥哥家里去，把那家伙抓来；要是他不在，就带他的哥
哥来见我，我要叫他去找他。马上去，这两个逃走的傻子一定要用心搜寻探访，非
把她们寻回来不可。（众下。）

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SCENE I. The Forest of Arden.

Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and two or three Lords, like foresters
DUKE SENIOR
Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,
Hath not old custom made this life more sweet
Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods
More free from peril than the envious court?
Here feel we but the penalty of Adam,
The seasons' difference, as the icy fang
And churlish chiding of the winter's wind,
Which, when it bites and blows upon my body,
Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say
'This is no flattery: these are counsellors
That feelingly persuade me what I am.'
Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
And this our life exempt from public haunt
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones and good in every thing.
I would not change it.
AMIENS
Happy is your grace,
That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
Into so quiet and so sweet a style.
DUKE SENIOR
Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
Being native burghers of this desert city,
Should in their own confines with forked heads
Have their round haunches gored.
First Lord
Indeed, my lord,
The melancholy Jaques grieves at that,
And, in that kind, swears you do more usurp
Than doth your brother that hath banish'd you.
To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself
Did steal behind him as he lay along
Under an oak whose antique root peeps out
Upon the brook that brawls along this wood:
To the which place a poor sequester'd stag,
That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt,
Did come to languish, and indeed, my lord,
The wretched animal heaved forth such groans
That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat
Almost to bursting, and the big round tears
Coursed one another down his innocent nose
In piteous chase; and thus the hairy fool
Much marked of the melancholy Jaques,
Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brook,
Augmenting it with tears.
DUKE SENIOR
But what said Jaques?
Did he not moralize this spectacle?
First Lord
O, yes, into a thousand similes.
First, for his weeping into the needless stream;
'Poor deer,' quoth he, 'thou makest a testament
As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more
To that which had too much:' then, being there alone,
Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends,
''Tis right:' quoth he; 'thus misery doth part
The flux of company:' anon a careless herd,
Full of the pasture, jumps along by him
And never stays to greet him; 'Ay' quoth Jaques,
'Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
'Tis just the fashion: wherefore do you look
Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?'
Thus most invectively he pierceth through
The body of the country, city, court,
Yea, and of this our life, swearing that we
Are mere usurpers, tyrants and what's worse,
To fright the animals and to kill them up
In their assign'd and native dwelling-place.
DUKE SENIOR
And did you leave him in this contemplation?
Second Lord
We did, my lord, weeping and commenting
Upon the sobbing deer.
DUKE SENIOR
Show me the place:
I love to cope him in these sullen fits,
For then he's full of matter.
First Lord
I'll bring you to him straight.
Exeunt
第二幕

    第一场亚登森林

    老公爵、阿米恩斯及众臣作林居人装束上。

    公爵我的流放生涯中的同伴和弟兄们，我们不是已经习惯了这种生活，觉得
它比虚饰的浮华有趣得多吗？这些树林不比猜嫉的朝廷更为安全吗？我们在这儿所
感觉到的，只是时序的改变，那是上帝加于亚当的惩罚③；冬天的寒风张舞着冰雪
的爪牙，发出暴声的呼啸，即使当它砭刺着我的身体，使我冷得发抖的时候，我也
会微笑着说，“这不是谄媚啊；它们就像是忠臣一样，谆谆提醒我所处的地位。”
逆运也有它的好处，就像丑陋而有毒的蟾蜍，它的头上却顶着一颗珍贵的宝石。我
们的这种生活，虽然远离尘嚣，却可以听树木的谈话，溪中的流水便是大好的文章，
一石之微，也暗寓着教训；每一件事物中间，都可以找到些益处来。我不愿改变这
种生活。

    阿米恩斯殿下真是幸福，能把运命的顽逆说成这样恬静而可爱。

    公爵来，我们打鹿去吧；可是我心里却有些不忍，这种可怜的花斑的蠢物，
本来是这荒凉的城市中的居民，现在却要在它们自己的家园中让它们的后腿领略箭
镞的滋味。

    臣甲不错，那忧愁的杰奎斯很为此伤心，发誓说在这件事上跟您那篡位的兄
弟相比，您还是个更大的篡位者；今天阿米恩斯大人跟我两人悄悄地躲在背后，瞧
他躺在一株橡树底下，那古老的树根露出在沿着林旁潺潺流去的溪水上面，有一只
可怜的失群的牡鹿中了猎人的箭受伤，奔到那边去喘气；真的，殿下，这头不幸的
畜生发出了那样的呻吟，真要把它的皮囊都胀破了，一颗颗又大又圆的泪珠怪可怜
地争先恐后流到它的无辜的鼻子上；忧愁的杰奎斯瞧着这头可怜的毛畜这样站在急
流的小溪边，用眼泪添注在溪水里。

    公爵但是杰奎斯怎样说呢？他见了此情此景，不又要讲起一番道理来了吗？

    臣甲啊，是的，他作了一千种的譬喻。起初他看见那鹿把眼泪浪费地流下了
水流之中，便说，“可怜的鹿，他就像世人立遗嘱一样，把你所有的一切给了那已
经有得太多的人。”于是，看它孤苦零丁，被它那些皮毛柔滑的朋友们所遗弃，便
说，“不错，人倒了霉，朋友也不会来睬你了。”不久又有一群吃得饱饱的、无忧
无虑的鹿跳过它的身边，也不停下来向它打个招呼；“嗯，”杰奎斯说，“奔过去
吧，你们这批肥胖而富于脂肪的市民们；世事无非如此，那个可怜的破产的家伙，
瞧他作什么呢？”他这样用最恶毒的话来辱骂着乡村、城市和宫廷的一切，甚至于
骂着我们的这种生活；发誓说我们只是些篡位者、暴君或者比这更坏的人物，到这
些畜生们的天然的居处来惊扰它们，杀害它们。

    公爵你们就在他作这种思索的时候离开了他吗？

    臣甲是的，殿下，就在他为了这头啜泣的鹿而流泪发议论的时候。

    公爵带我到那地方去，我喜欢趁他发愁的时候去见他，因为那时他最富于见
识。

    臣甲我就领您去见他。（同下。）

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