Chapter 2 first act

Scene 1 In the garden by Oliver's house Enter Orlando and Adam. Orlando Adam, I remember that only a thousand dollars was left to me in the will, and, as you say, my elder brother was required to bring me up well, otherwise he would not have my father's blessing: such is my misfortune it has started.He sent my second brother, Jacques, to school, where he was said to do very well; but for me, he told me to live at home like a villager, or to be more precise, shut me up like an ox. At home: Do you think that a boy from a good family like me can be raised like a cow?His horses were better kept than mine; for they were trained, besides their food, and their jockeys were hired at great cost; Apart from making me grow up stupid for nothing, that's what I owe him as much as his brutes on the dunghill.In addition to giving me a great deal of nothing, he would take away a little of my native talent; he made me live with tenant workers, did not treat me as a brother, and did everything in his power to destroy me by this education. noble qualities.That's what grieves me, Adam; I feel my father's spirit in me revolts from this life of slavery.I must not bear it any longer, though I have not yet thought of a proper way of avoiding it.

Master Adam, your brother is coming from there. Orlando step aside, Adam, and you'll hear what he'll do to me. Enter Oliver. Oliver Hey, sir!What are you doing here? Orlando doesn't do anything; I haven't learned what to do. Oliver Then what are you doing, sir? Orlando Well, my lord, I'm doing you a favour, and trampling your poor useless brother, made by God, with loitering. Oliver Then you do something for me, don't stand here, sir. Orlando I'll watch over your pigs, and eat chaff with them?What have I wasted to deserve this punishment? Oliver, do you know where you are, sir?

ORLANDO O sir, I know well; I am here in your garden. Oliver, do you know to whom you speak, sir? Orlando Oh, I know who this man is before me better than he knows me.I know you're my elder brother; but you ought to know who I am, too, as far as good blood is concerned.According to the common etiquette of the world, your status is higher than mine, because you are the eldest son; but the same etiquette cannot take away my blood, even if there are twenty brothers between us.I have as much of our father's qualities in my blood as you; though I admit that you are more deserving of the respect due to parents, being born first.

Oliver what, boy! Orlando, forget it, forget it, brother, you don't have to act like this. Oliver are you going to lay your hands on me, bastard? Orlando I'm not a bastard; I'm the youngest son of Sir Roland de Bouy, and he's my father; whoever dares to say that such a father would have a bastard son is a big bastard.If you had not been my brother, I would not have let my hand loose your throat till my other hand had drawn out your tongue, for you have said such things.You are scolding yourself. Adam (stepping forward) Good grandpas, don't be angry; look at the dead master's face, let's all be kind!

Oliver let me go! Orlando When I like to release you, I'll let you go; You must listen to me, my father bids you in his will, educate me well; But you've made me a farmer, and I won't acquire or learn any of the virtues of gentlemen.My father's spirit was burning inside me, and I couldn't bear it any longer.You must allow me to learn that art which befits a gentleman; or give me the little sum my father appointed me in his will, and let me seek my own way. Oliver What will you do when that money runs out?To be a beggar?Hum, come in, sir, and don't trouble me any more; you may have what you want.please go.

Orlando I don't want to offend you too much, except for my own interest. Oliver, follow him, you old dog! Is Adam "Old Dog" your thank you for me?That's right, I've served you until all my teeth fell out.God be with my lord!He would never say such a thing. (Exit Orlando and Adam.) Is there such a thing as Oliver?Are you disobedient to my control?I want to get rid of your arrogance and not give you the thousand dollars.hello dennis! Enter Dennis. Master Dennis calling me? Wasn't that Charles the Duke of Oliver's boxer here to speak to me? Lord Dennis, he's at the door, asking to see you.

Oliver called him in. (Exit Dennis) That's a trick; tomorrow's wrestling day. Enter Charles. Good morning Charles, sir! Good friend Oliver Charles, what's new at the new court? There is no new news from Charles' court, my lord, but some old news: that the old duke was exiled to his brother the new duke; three or four loyal ministers voluntarily followed him, and their estates were confiscated by the new duke So he wished they would go out one by one. Oliver Do you know that the duke's daughter Rosaline was exiled with her father? No, Charles, because the daughter of the new duke, her sister, grew up with her in the cradle, and loved her very much, and must die with her, or die; so she is still at court Here, her uncle treated her like his own daughter; never were two young ladies so friendly.

Where is old Duke Oliver going to live? CHARLES It is said that he has lived in the Woods of Arden, and has many people with him; there they live the life of Robin Hood in England in old days.It is said that many young nobles go to him every day and pass the time leisurely, as if they were in the golden age of ancient times. Oliver, are you going to wrestle in front of the new duke tomorrow? CHARLES Exactly, my lord; I have come to inform you of one thing.I've got word, my lord, that your brother-in-law Orlando is pretending to fight me tomorrow.Tomorrow's wrestling, my lord, is about my reputation; anyone who wants to break a bone and escape safely must pay attention.Brother Ling is too young, and I was concerned about our friendship, so I didn't want to do harm to him, but if he must participate, for the sake of my own reputation, I have no other choice.For the sake of our friendship, I would like to inform you that you either persuaded him to stop this idea; or please don't be angry at the humiliation he is about to suffer, which is entirely his own fault. Not my intention.

Oliver Charles, thank you for your kindness to me, and I will definitely repay you well.I myself have noticed what my younger brother meant, and tried to dissuade him with polite words; but he insisted on not changing.I tell you, Charles, he is the most unreasonable brother in all France, ambitious, always dissatisfied when he sees any good, and always plotting against me, brother of his countrymen.Everything is at your mercy; I wish you would break his neck and fingers together.Be careful; if you don't do him a little, or if he doesn't do you a lot, he'll poison you, plot you, and take your life by mean means. Don't want to give up.To tell you the truth, I couldn't help but cry when I mentioned it. There is no more villainous young man in the world now.Because he is my own brother, I can't say anything about him; if I told you the truth about him, I'd be ashamed and weep, and you'd turn pale and startled.

Charles I am so lucky to be here with you.If he comes tomorrow, I must teach him a lesson; if I don't make him crippled, I won't wrestle or bet with others in the future.Well, God bless you sir! (Down.) Goodbye Oliver, good Charles. ——Now I'm going to provoke this aggressive guy.I hope he dies.I don't know myself why I should hate him so much; he's kind, he's never educated, but he's learned, he's full of noble thoughts, he's loved by all classes; indeed, everyone is He was so fond of him, especially of my own men, that I was despised.But it won't last long; this boxer can take care of everything for me.Now all I have to do is move the boy forward; and I'll go. (Down.)

The second scene is the lawn in front of the Duke's Palace Enter Rosalind and Celia. Celia Rosalind, my dear sister, please be happy. Rosalind Dear Celia, do you want me to be more cheerful than I have forced myself to be?Unless you can teach me how to forget an exiled father, you can't remind me of anything, however interesting. CELIA I see that you do not love me so much as I love you.If my uncle, your exiled father, exiled your uncle, my father, I could love your father as my own if you were still with me.If you love me as purely as I love you, then you will too. Rosalind: Well, I would forget my own situation, and be glad for you. Celia, you know my father has only one child, and it seems unlikely that there will be any more. When he dies, you can inherit him; Return it to you with love.On my honor, I will; and if I break it, make me a monster.So, my good Rosalind, my dear Rosalind, cheer up. From now on, sister Rosalind, I shall cheer up and think of some diversion.Let me see; how about you want to fall in love for a while? Well, Celia, it may be a diversion, but don't make serious love; and don't joke too much, let it go with a blushing shyly, and don't make it so embarrassing. Rosalind Then what shall we divert? Celia made us sit down and laugh at the good housekeeper's wife Fate, and make her leave the spinning wheel in shame, lest her rewards be always unfair. ① Rosalind I wish we could, for her grace is utterly indiscriminate.The generous blind woman was especially messy when it came to rewarding women. Celia was right, for what she gave beauty she gave no chastity, and what she gave chastity she gave only ugliness. Rosalind No, now you have cast Fate's office upon creation; Fate governs rewards and punishments in the world, but not natural looks. On the touchstone. Is Celia out of control?Creation has given birth to a beautiful being, will fate not destroy her face by throwing her into the fire?Although creation has given us wisdom, we can make fun of fate, but hasn't fate already sent this fool to interrupt our conversation? Rosalind, then fate is too sorry for creation, and she will call a born fool to interrupt the natural wisdom. Celia Perhaps it is not the business of fate, but the meaning of creation, who sees that our natural wisdom is too dull to speak of gods, so let this fool be our whetstone; for the fool's stupidity often It is the sharpening stone of the wise.Hello, wise man!where are you going Miss Touchstone, hurry to your father. Celia Are you a policeman? Touchstone No, on my honour, I was ordered to invite you. Rosalind Fool, where did you learn this oath? The touchstone was learned from a knight who swore pancakes by honor and mustard was bad; but I knew pancakes were bad and mustard was good; yet the knight never swears falsely. CELIA How do you prove with all your knowledge that he did not swear falsely? Rosalind Oh, by the way, please use your cleverness. Touchstone You both stand up; touch your chins, and swear by your beards that I'm a villain. Celia swears by our beards, and you're a rascal if we have beards. The touchstone swears by my rogue, and if I am a rogue, I am a rogue.But if you swear by what you don't have, you are not perjured.The knight swears on his honor, which is not a perjury, as he has never had one; and if he had had one, he swore it off before he saw the pancakes and mustard. Celia Who are you speaking of? Touchstone was a man your father, old Frederick, liked. Celia My father likes him, and he's honorable enough.Enough, don't speak of him any more; you'll be whipped someday for mocking people. The touchstone can sigh now, wise people can do stupid things, but fools are not allowed to speak smart words. Celia Indeed, you are right; since the little wits of fools are suppressed, the little follies of wise men are greatly displayed. — Mr. Le Beau is here. Rosalind had a mouth full of news. Celia He'll pour out his news to us like a dove to its chicks. Rosalind Then we'll be stuffed with news. Celia's is as good as it is, and it's better to sell if it's stuffed fat. Enter Le Poe. Hello Celia, Mr. Le Beau.What's the news? Princess Le Beau, you have missed a good game. Celia stuff!What suit? What kind of suit is Le Bou, madam!How can I answer you? Rosalind With your wit and your chance. Touchstone or according to the will of the goddess of fate. Celia said it well, it is extremely capable of stacking. Is the touchstone supposed to be, if what I say is not enough-- Rosalind, your bad breath is probably cured. Miss Le Beau, you call me baffled.I'm here to tell you guys there was a good wrestling and you missed your chance. Rosalind, tell us about the wrestling. Le Beau I can tell you the beginning; if the ladies like it, you can see the end for yourself, the good part has not yet begun; they will come here to perform. Celia Well, just listen to that dead opening. Le Beau An old man came with his three sons— CELIA I can take this beginning and connect it to an old story. Le Beau, three handsome young men, who are very handsome-- A poster hung around Rosalind's head and neck, "This announcement is hereby made public." Boss wrestled with Charles, the duke's boxer, and Charles knocked him down with three broken ribs, and there was no hope of life; so did the second and third.They were all lying there; and the poor old man, their father, was weeping for them, and the onlookers wept with him. Rosalind Ouch! Touchstone But, sir, what do you say the ladies missed? Le Beau, that's what I said. Touchstone so people can gain some insight every day.I just heard for the first time today that broken ribs are a thing for ladies. Celia, it's my first time too. Rosalind, but who else wants to hear the clear and moving sound from under her arm?Who else likes to have his ribs broken?Sister, do we want to watch them wrestle? Le Beau If you don't go away, you must see it; for this is where the wrestling is appointed, and they're coming to show. Celia Indeed, they're coming from yonder; let's not go away, and see for a while. Trumpets play coloratura.Enter Duke Frederick, Your Court, Orlando, Charles, and Attendants. Come, Frederick; the young man's refusal to be persuaded, let him suffer, and it is his retribution. Is that the one on Rosalind's side? Le Beau is him, madam. Celia alas!He's too young; but he looks like he's going to win. Frederick, my son and niece!Did you sneak up here to watch the wrestling too? Rosalind Yes, my lord, please allow us. Frederick, I can conclude that you will not be interested, the strength of the two parties is too uneven.Because I felt sorry for the young man who challenged me, I tried to dissuade him, but he refused to listen.Ladies, go talk to him and see if you can persuade him. Celia called him over, Monsieur Le Beau. Frederick All right, I'll go away. (Stands aside.) Mr. Le Po challenge, the two princesses welcome. Orlando dared not obey. Rosalind young man, have you challenged Charles the Boxer? Orlando Nay, fair princess, he's the one who challenged all; but I came here like the others, To measure with him the strength of my youth. Celia Young sir, you are too bold for your age.You have seen the relentless brute force of this man; and if you could have seen your own shape with your eyes, or judged your own powers with your reason, your fears of this venture would have persuaded You find another thing that is more suitable for you to do.For your own sake, we beg you, for your own safety, to relinquish this attempt. Rosalind Yes, young sir, your honor will not be hurt; we can go and beg the duke to stop this wrestling. Orlando I beg your pardon, I consider myself very guilty of refusing the request of two beautiful ladies.But let your good eyes and good intentions accompany me to this duel.If I was defeated, it would be a disgrace to a person who has never been valued by others; if I were to die, it would be the death of a person who was willing to die.I will not disappoint my friends, for no one will mourn me; I will do no harm to the world, for I have nothing in the world; I have only a place in the world, and perhaps a better one will come after death. Replenish. Rosalind I wish that a little bit of my weak strength be on you too. Celia I would add my strength to hers too. Rosalind goodbye.God, I hope I'm wrong about you! Celia May your wishes be granted! Come Charles, where is this brother who wants to come to die? Orlando is ready, my friend; but he has no such ambition. Frederick, one round is enough for you to fight. Since you have tried your best to dissuade him from this first round, my lord Charles, I assure you that there will be no second round. Orlando You don't have to laugh at me before you laugh at me later.come. Rosalind Hercules bless you, young man! Celia, I wish I had invisibility, to grab that strong man's leg. (Charles and Orlando wrestle.) Rosalind, splendid youth! CELIA If there should be thunder in my eyes, I know who'd be struck down. (Charles is thrown; cheers.) Frederick Forget it, Forget it. Orlando My lord, leave me to try again; My breath is not yet exhausted. Frederick How are you, Charles? Le Beau he is speechless, my lord. Frederick carried him out.What's your name, young man? (Charles is carried off.) Orlando To my lord, I am Orlando, the youngest son of Roland de Bauer. Frederick I hope you are someone else's son.The world thinks your father is a good man, but he is my eternal enemy; if you are a descendant of another race, your actions today will definitely make me like you more.Good-bye; you are a brave young man, and I wish you had told me of another father. (Exeunt Frederick, Le Beau, and entourage.) Sister Celia, if I were in my father's place, would I do such a thing? Orlando I am honored to be Sir Roland's son, if only his youngest; I would not change my position, To adopt Frederick's heir. Rosalind My father loves Sir Roland as his soul; and all the world hold my father's opinion.If I had known that this young man was his son, I would have advised him with tears not to take such a risk. Sister Celia, let us go to him and encourage him.My father's rude and suspicious temper pained me very much. ——Sir, you are worthy of respect; your ability is indeed beyond all expectations, if you can be sincere to the person you like, then your lover must be very lucky. Rosalind, (takes the necklace from her neck and presents it to Orlando) Please wear this for my sake; I am a man who has lost love to fate, and I have more than I can do, but only a little sympathy.Let's go, sister. Hello Celia.Goodbye, good sir. Orlando Can't I just say thank you?My mind has fallen, and what stands here is just a human-shaped target, a piece of lifeless wood and rock. Rosalind he's calling us back.My pride has long been lost along with my fate; I will ask him what he has to say.Did you call us, sir?You wrestle well, sir; you have conquered more than your enemies. Celia go, sister. Rosalind, you go first, and I will follow you.Goodbye. (Exit Rosalind and Celia.) Orlando What emotion weighs down my tongue?Although she wanted to talk to me, I couldn't think of words to say to her.Poor Orlando, you are conquered!It was not Charles who conquered you, but someone weaker than him. Re-enter Le Beau. Monsieur Le Beau, I advise you in good faith to leave this place.Though you are worthy of flattery, admiration, and love, the duke is so ill-tempered that he will misunderstand all your actions.The Duke's temperament is a little uncertain; I can't say what he is like, but you can figure it out for yourself. Orlando Thank you, sir.I would also ask you to tell me which of these two ladies is the daughter of the duke present? Le Beau Both are not his daughters, if we look at them by manners; but the smaller one is his daughter.The other was born of the duke in exile, and was left here by her usurping uncle to accompany his daughter; and they loved each other more than sisters.But I can tell you that the new duke is somewhat displeased with his tender niece; for no reason, but because the people admire her virtue, and pity her for her good father's sake; The young lady's malice will soon be revealed suddenly.Farewell, sir; I hope to see you again in a better world. Orlando I am very grateful for your kindness; Farewell. (Exit Le Pou) Through the smoke, and into the fire; On the one side the despotic duke, on the other the tyrannical brother.But celestial Rosalind! (Down.) A Room in the Palace, Scene 3 Enter Celia and Rosalind. Celia Hello, sister!Hello, Rosalind!Eros!Don't have a word? Rosalind had not a word to throw to a dog. Celia No, your words are too precious to be thrown to a bitch?Throw me a few words.Come, tell me some reasoning that will paralyze me. Rosalind and the sisters were both ill: the one paralyzed by reason, the other mad because he couldn't think of any reason. Celia But is it all for your father? Rosalind No, partly for the father of my child.Alas, this ordinary world is full of thorns! Sister Celia, these are but prickly husks Thrown on you for the sake of teasing; They'll catch our skirts if we don't walk in the way. Rosalind On my coat, I might shake them off; But the thorns are in my heart. Celia, you coughed it up. Rosalind If I cough and he'll come, then I'll try. Celia, forget it; work hard to get over your love. Rosalind O!My love is stronger than I am! Celia, then my blessing for you!One day in the future, even if you fall down, you will still work hard.But jokes aside, let's get down to business.Would you really fall so suddenly and violently in love with old Sir Rowland's youngest son? Rosalind My father and his father are on good terms. CELIA So you must be on good terms with his son too?So my father hated his father so much, so I ought to hate him too; but I don't hate Orlando. Rosalind No, for my sake, don't hate him. Why not Celia?Isn't he worth hating? Rosalind Because he is worthy of love, let me love him; as I love him, so you also will love him.Lo and behold, here comes the Duke. Celia's eyes were full of anger. Duke Frederick leads his vassals. Miss Frederick, for your safety, you must pack up quickly and leave our court. Rosalind Me, uncle? Frederick you, niece.If within ten days you are found within twenty miles of our court, you shall be put to death. Rosalind asks Your Highness to enlighten me on what crime I have committed.If I had known myself, if I hadn't been dreaming, and hadn't gone mad--I don't believe I--then, dear uncle, I would never have had the slightest thought of offending your old man. Frederick All the traitors are like this; if they can be exonerated by words, they are all innocent.But I can't trust you, this one sentence is enough. Rosalind But your distrust does not make me a traitor; tell me what proofs you have? Frederick You are your father's daughter; need say anything else? Rosalind I was my father's daughter when your lord took his dukedom; and I was his daughter when your lord banished him.Treason is not hereditary, my lord; and if we are implicated by relatives and friends, what does that concern me?My father is not a traitor.So, Your Highness, don't misread me and regard my poverty as treachery. Celia My lord, listen to me. Frederick Well, Celia, I let her stay here only for your sake, otherwise she would have wandered away with her father. Celia I didn't ask you to let her stay; that was your idea, because you were ashamed.I was too young then to know her goodness; but now I know her.If she's a rebel, so am I.We have always slept together, woke up at the same time, read together, traveled together and ate together. No matter where we go, we are like Juno's pair of swans, forever paired and inseparable. Frederick She's too treacherous for you; her kindness, her silence, and her patience, can move hearts, and make the people pity her.You are a fool, she has taken your honor; and after she is gone, you can look more glorious and virtuous.So shut your mouth; my sentence on her is certain and irrevocable, and she must be banished. CELIA Then lay that judgment upon me, my lord; I cannot live without her company. Frederick you are a fool.Be prepared, niece, that if you miss the deadline, on my honor and my eloquent orders, you will be put to death. (With my subordinates.) Celia Oh, my poor Rosalind!Where are you going?Are you willing to change your father?I gave you my father.Please don't be more sad than me. Rosalind I have more cause for sorrow than you. Celia You haven't, sister.Please be merry; do you know that the duke banished his daughter too? Rosalind he didn't. Celia no?Then Rosalind has not that love that makes you understand that you and I are one.Shall we break up?Shall we part, my dear girl?No, let my father find another heir.You should discuss with me how we should fly away, where we should go, and what we should take with us.Don't be sad alone because of the changing environment, let me share some of your worries.I swear to the pale sky because I sympathize with us, no matter what you say, I will go with you. Rosalind But where shall we go? Celia is going to my uncle in the Woods of Arden. Rosalind Oh, how dangerous it must be for girls like us to go so far!Beauty is more likely to steal the heart than gold and silver. CELIA I can put on my shabby clothes, and paint my face with some yellow mud, and so can you; and we'll pass, and we won't be tricked. Rosalind I am extraordinarily tall. Wouldn't it be better to be fully manly?At my side I have a splendid dagger, and in my hand I hold a boar-piercing lance; and though I hide a womanly timidity in my heart, I'll put on a manly appearance, like those who pretend to be heroes. Cowards in general. Celia What shall I call you when you are a man? Rosalind I shall have the same name as Jovo's page, so call me Ganymede.but what is your name CELIA I will take a name that will express my situation; I will not call Celia, but Elena. Rosalind But sister, shall we try to steal the jester from your father's court?Wasn't he a great way to amuse us during our travels? Celia He will follow me through the wide world; let me speak to him alone.Let's go and collect the jewels and money.After I left, they must pursue me. We should think of a most appropriate time and safest way to avoid them.Now we are full of joy, to find freedom, not exile. (same below.)