ACT I

SCENE I. Orchard of Oliver's house.

NARRATOR: Orlando, the youngest son of the recently-deceased Sir Roland de Boys,
is treated harshly by his eldest brother, Oliver. 

ORLANDO: Adam, as far as I can remember, my father left me an inheritance, but

Oliver keeps it hidden from me. The way Oliver treats me is really harsh. The spirit of
my father, which I believe is within me, begins to mutinyl against this servitude. I will no
longer bear it, despite the fact that I have no way of avoiding it.

ADAM: My master, your brother, is coming.

ORLANDO: Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will shake me up.

Oliver enters

NARRATOR: Orlando and his brother Oliver had a conversation, which did not go well
because Oliver considers Orlando as a villain. Bitter and angry, Orlando challenges the
court wrestler, Charles, to a fight. When Oliver learns of the fight, Oliver tells Charles to
injure Orlando if possible. 

Duke Frederick has recently deposed his brother, Duke Senior, as head of the court.
But he allowed Senior's daughter, Rosalind, to remain, and she and Celia, the new
Duke's daughter, watched the wrestling competition. During the match, Rosalind falls in
love with Orlando, who beats Charles. Rosalind gives Orlando a chain to wear; in turn,
he is overcome with love.

CELIA: Sweet cousin, let us go ahead and express our gratitude and encouragement to
him.  (walked towards Orlando)
My father's rough and envious disposition sticks me at heart. Sir, you have well
deserved. If you do keep your promises in love but justly, as you have exceeded all
promises, your mistress shall be happy.

ROSALIND: Gentleman, (Giving him a chain from her neck). Wear this for me, one out
of suits with fortune, that could give more, but that her hand lacks means. Shall we go,
coz?

CELIA: Fare you well, fair gentleman.

ORLANDO: Can I not say, I thank you? My better parts are all thrown down, and that
which here stands up. Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
ROSALIND: He calls us back: my pride fell with my fortunes. I'll ask him what he would
do. Did you call, sir? Sir, you have wrestled well and overthrown more than your
enemies.

CELIA: Will you go, coz?

ROSALIND:
Have with you. Fare you well.

Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA

SCENE III. A room in the palace.
NARRATOR: Duke Frederick couldn't take seeing his enemies' children get along so
well, so he made Rosalind disappear by claiming that she was a child of a traitor and
that she, too, must vanish like his father.

DUKE FREDERICK: Mistress, dispatch you as quickly as possible and bring you to our
court.

ROSALIND: Me, Uncle?

DUKE FREDERICK: Yes, You! All traitors act in the same way.  If their purgation
consisted just of words.  They're as pure as the grace itself. Let it suffice to say that I do
not trust thee. 

ROSALIND: I'm not a traitor because of your mistrust. Tell me where the probability is
based.

NARRATOR: However, Duke Frederick insisted that Rosalind must be exiled because
her father was a traitor. 

Celia said that she cannot live without her cousin that’s why she said she must be exiled
too. 

CELIA: Dear sovereign, hear me speak.

DUKE FREDERICK: Celia, we stay'd her for your sake, else had she and her father
ranged along.

CELIA: I’m not saying that she must stay. I’m convinced that she is a traitor, but we’re
just the same. We slept together, we ate together, and stayed together.

DUKE FREDERICK:  People pity her when you speak to them.  She takes your name
away from you, and you are a fool.  And you'll shine brighter and appear more virtuous
as a result when she is no longer here. My fate is set in stone and cannot be changed. 
Which I have passed on to her,  she has been expelled.

CELIA: Pronounce that sentence then on me, my liege I cannot live out of her
company.

DUKE FREDERICK: You are a fool! You, niece, are responsible for the following:
In my honor, if you overstay your welcome and you die in the glory of my message if
you go along with her.
Exeunt DUKE FREDERICK and Lords

NARRATOR: Rosalind dressed up as a young boy named Ganymede, while Celia

dressed up as Ganymede's younger sister, Aliena. They went to the forest of Exile with
Duke Frederick’s jester, Touchstone.
ACT 2
SCENE IV. The Forest of Arden.
NARRATOR: Ganymede, Aliena, and Touchstone are still walking through the forest.
They are all exhausted. 

ROSALIND: Oh Jupiter! My spirits are exhausted.

TOUCHSTONE: If my legs weren't tired, I couldn't care less about my spirits.

CELIA: Please bear with me, I'm sorry I can't go much 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, because I believe you don't have any money in your bag.

ROSALIND: Well, this is the forest of Arden.

Enter CORIN and SILVIUS

NARRATOR: Corin and Silvius are talking about love until they leave while Ganymede,
Aliena, and Touchstone are listening. 

Ganymede saw a house while they were walking and they decided to stay there.

SCENE VI. The forest.

NARRATOR: Adam and Orlando are walking in the forest of Arden.

ADAM: Dear master, I can go no further. O, I die for food! I'm going to lay down here,
and I'm going to measure out my grave. Farewell, benevolent master.

ORLANDO: You must lay there and I will go and find some food.

NARRATOR: While Orlando and Adam are talking  a group of people walks by on
where they are and Orlando asks them for food by pointing his sword to Duke Senior.
Even if Orlando waved his sword at them, Duke Senior fed them because he
understood it was because he was hungry. After that they asked each other's name.
ACT 3
SCENE II. The forest.
NARRATOR: Orlando enters with a paper and he posts it on every tree that he sees.

ORLANDO: (posting the letter)

        “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 witnessed everywhere.
Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tree
The fair, the chaste and unexpressive she.”

Exit

NARRATOR: Rosalind was wandering when she noticed a letter on the tree and
opened it to read it. While walking she saw again a letter and she read it again”

ROSALIND: (reading another letter that she saw while walking home)
        “From the east to western Ind,
No jewel is like Rosalind.
Her worth, being mounted on the wind,
Throughout 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!

NARRATOR: Touchstone also reads the letter that he also saw while wandering
in the forest. After their conversation, Celia enters while reading a letter too.

ROSALIND: Peace! Here comes my sister, reading: stand aside.

CELIA: (Reads)
 Why should this be a desert?
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.

NARRATOR: When Celia is left with Rosalind she asked:

CELIA: Ganymede, did these verses reach your ears?

ROSALIND: Yes I heard them all and some of them I already heard them twice.

CELIA: That doesn’t really matter. I saw the one who posted them on trees. 

ROSALIND: Is it a man?

CELIA: Yes and he has a chain, that you once wore, about his neck. 

ROSALIND: Is it Orlando?

CELIA: Orlando.
NARRATOR: And with that they continue their conversation talking about him. 

NARRATOR: Orlando and Jaques are talking.

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.

NARRATOR: When Ganymede and Celia saw Orlando with Jaques at the forest,
Ganymede planned to talk to him about the letters that she saw. 

Exit JAQUES

NARRATOR: They waited until Jaques left Orlando before they walked towards
him.

ROSALIND: Hey forester! What time is it?

ORLANDO:  There is no clock in the forest, so should you ask me what time it is?

ROSALIND: Then there’s no true lover in the forest.

ORLANDO: Why not swift foot of time?

ROSALIND: I'll tell you sir, time moves at different speeds and with different
people.

ORLANDO: Are you native of this place?

ROSALIND: Where she is lit, she lives like the cony you see. 

ORLANDO:  Your accent is something finer than you could purchase in a

dwelling.

ROSALIND: I've heard that a lot, but it was an elderly religious uncle of mine who
taught me how to speak.
ORLANDO: Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge
of women?

ROSALIND: There were no leaders; they were all the same.

NARRATOR: They continue to talk about until Ganymede told Orlando about the
letters that she saw in each tree. She said that the man who posts it is love-
shaked.

ORLANDO: I am “he” that is so love-shaked. I pray you tell me your remedy.

ROSALIND: You don't show any of my uncle's scars. He taught me how to

recognize a man in love, and I'm confident you're not a prisoner in that cage of
rushes. 

ORLANDO: What were his marks?

NARRATOR: Ganymede described all the marks and he doesn’t have any of it. 

ORLANDO: Fair youth, I wish I could make thee believe I love.

ROSALIND: I believe it. You must tell her that you love her and I'm sure she will
believe in you. Now tell me, are you ‘he’ that hangs the verses on the trees,
wherein Rosalind is so admired?
ORLANDO: I swear to thee, youngster, that I am that he, that unhappy he, by the
white hand of Rosalind.

ROSALIND: But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?

ORLANDO: Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.

NARRATOR: Ganymede said that love is merely a madness and ”he” also said
that the reason why they are not so punished and cured is, that the lunacy is so
ordinary that the wipers are in love too. Orlando asks Ganymede if “he” already
cures any. Rosalind said that yes he already cured some, but Orlando said that he
is incurable. Then Rosalind made a deal.

ROSALIND: If I can cure you, you must call me Rosalind and come to see me
everyday and to 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 to you.

ORLANDO: With all my heart, good youth.

ROSALIND: You must call me Rosalind. Will you come with me, sister?

Exeunt
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