Chapter 3 second act

Forest of Arden Enter the old duke, Amiens and all the courtiers in forest dweller attire. Duke My companions and brethren in exile, have we not grown accustomed to this life, and find it more amusing than pomp?Are not these woods safer than a jealous court?What we feel here is only the change of time series, which is the punishment God imposed on Adam; the winter wind spreads its ice and snow claws and screams violently, even when it pierces my body, When it makes me shiver with cold, I also smile and say, "It's not flattery; they are like loyal ministers, reminding me of my position." Adversity has its benefits, just like ugly and poisonous Toad, with a precious jewel on its head.Although our life is far away from the hustle and bustle, we can listen to the conversations of the trees. The flowing water in the stream is a good article, and every minute of a stone also contains a lesson; in everything, there are some benefits to be found.I don't want to change this life.

His Majesty Amiens is truly blessed to be able to describe the stubbornness of fate in such a peaceful and lovely way. Come, duke, let's hunt deer; but I can't bear it, that poor piebald fools, who are the dwellers of this desolate city, should let their hind legs in their own homes Get a taste of arrowheads. First lord Yes, that mournful Jacques is much grieved, and swears that in this matter thou art a greater usurper than thy usurper brother; Stealing behind his back, he beheld him lying under an oak, whose ancient roots showed above the brook that ran along the edge of the wood, and a poor stray stag, wounded by a hunter's arrow, ran to Go there to catch your breath; indeed, my lord, the wretched brute uttered such a groan that it burst his skin, and large and round tears pitifully scrambled to his innocent on the nose of the stream; and melancholy Jaques watched the poor woolly beast thus stand beside the rushing brook, and fill it with tears.

Duke But what of Jaques?After seeing this situation, doesn't he want to talk about the truth again? Yes, O lord, he gave a thousand parables.At first he saw the deer shed his tears wastefully in the stream, and said, "Poor deer, he, like the world makes a will, gives all that you have to him who has too much." Seeing it was lonely and abandoned by its silky-fur friends, he said, "Yes, you are unlucky, and your friends won't come to talk to you." Soon there was another group of well-fed, carefree The caring deer skipped over him, and did not stop to say hello to him; "Well," said Jaques, "run over, you fat and fat townsfolk; that's the way things are, that Poor bankrupt, what is he doing?" Thus he cursed all country, city, and court, even our life, with the most vicious words; swore that we were but usurpers, tyrants, or Worse beings than this come to disturb the beasts in their natural dwellings, and kill them.

Duke Did you leave him while he was thinking like this? First Lord Yes, my lord, when he weeps and speaks for the weeping deer. The duke took me there, and I liked to see him when he was sad, for then he had the best knowledge. First minister, I will lead you to see him. (same below.) A room in the second scene Enter Duke Frederick, His Court, and Attendants. Didn't one of Frederick see them?Never; there must be treacherous collusion in my court. First Lord I never heard anyone claim to have seen her.The maids in her bedroom watched her go to bed; but early in the morning they saw that there was no princess on the bed.

Your Highness, Chen Yi, that lowly clown who used to make you laugh is also missing.The princess's lady-in-waiting, Sisbelia, confessed that she had overheard the princess and her sister frequently admiring the skill and character of the man who had recently beaten the mighty Charles in wrestling; Wherever they go, that boy must be with them. Frederick send to his brother's house, and bring the fellow; if he's not there, bring his brother to me, and I'll send him to him.Go right away, these two fools who have escaped must search and visit carefully, and must find them back. (Exit.)

Scene 3 in front of Oliver's house Orlando and Adam from opposite directions. Who's there in Orlando? Adam!My young master?O my good young master!My good master!Ah, you remind me of old Sir Roland!Oh, why did you come here?Why are you so nice?Why do people love you?Why are you so kind, so strong, so brave?Why are you so foolish to try to beat that queer duke's strong boxer?Your reputation is coming too fast.Don't you know, young master, some people often harm themselves because they are too kind?And so are you; your good, good sir, is a holy traitor to yourself, alas, what a world it is, where the wicked are murdered for their virtue!

Orlando, what's the matter? Adam O wretched youth!Come not through this door; in this room lurks the enemy of all your virtues.Your elder brother—no, not elder brother, but your father's son—no, he cannot be called his son—has heard your praise, and is going to set fire to the house where you live tonight ;If this plan fails, he will think of other ways to get rid of you.I overheard his plot.This is not a shelter, this house is just a slaughterhouse, you must avoid it, you must be vigilant, do not go into it. Orlando What, Adam, where do you want me to go? Adam can go wherever you want, as long as it's not here.

Orlando what, you want me to be a beggar?Or be a robber on the highroad with a vile sword?I've got to go this way, or I don't know what to do; but anyway, I don't want to do it; I'd rather suffer the malice of a cruel brother who doesn't think of brotherhood. Adam doesn't want that.I have been serving your father for many years, and I have saved five hundred yuan in wages through hard work; I saved that money, and originally planned to use it as a foundation for the elderly when I have no strength to do anything. When a person is old and useless, he will be kicked in a corner.Take this money; since God has given food and crows, He will not forget to feed the sparrows. At my age, I will listen to His mercy!Here's the money, I'll give it all to you.Make me your servant.So old as I look, yet my strength is good; for in my youth I never drank a drop of strong wine, nor did I injure myself with reckless greed, so my old age is like a living winter, though the knot It is frosty, but not bleak.Let me follow you; I can take care of everything for you like a young man.

Orlando, good old man!How evidently in you is the gallantry of old, not for reward, but for duty!You are so out of date; people these days work hard just to get ahead, and when they get there, rest easy; not you.But, poor old man, although you have worked so hard to cultivate it, what you have cultivated for you is a tree that is worthless, and cannot bloom a single flower to repay your kindness.But hurry, we'll go together; and find a little place to rest before we spend your youth's savings. Go, Master Adam; I will follow you faithfully till my last breath.I have been here since I was seventeen, and now I am almost eighty, but I have to leave my old place.Many people seek luck when they are seventeen, but it is not good for people who are eighty years old; but as long as I can have a good death and be worthy of my master, then fate is not unkind to me. (same below.)

Game 4 Arden Forest Rosalind in men's dress, Celia in shepherdess' dress and Touchstone. Rosalind!How weary my spirits are. Touchstone If my legs don't weary, I don't care about my spirit. Rosalind I'd like to disgrace my man's clothes and weep like a woman; but I must comfort the little lady, who wears a brown shirt and breeches should show a little courage to those who wear skirts is.Well, cheer up, good Elena. Celia, please bear with me; I cannot walk any longer. Touchstone I can bear you, but don't ask me to bear you; but even if I bear you, I will not bear the cross, because I don't think you have such gold coins with crosses in your wallet.

Rosalind: This is the Forest of Arden. Touchstone Oh, now I'm in Arden.What a fool I am!It is much more comfortable at home; but the traveler has to be content. Rosalind is right, good touchstone.Look who's coming; a young man and an old man are talking solemnly. Enter Colin and Sylvis. Colin, you're just making her laugh at you forever. Silvester, Colin, if only you knew how much I love her! Colin I kind of figured it out, because I've been in love too. SILVES No, Colin, you are too old to guess now; though when you were young you were as true as lovers who toss and turn on their pillows at midnight.But if your love is similar to mine—I don’t think anyone else has the love I have—then you must have done countless ridiculous things for your silly dreams! Colin I have done a thousand foolish things and have forgotten them now. Silvester Oh!Then you have never truly loved.You haven't really been in love if you can't remember the smallest foolish thing you've done for love.You haven't really been in love if you haven't sat around telling the good things about your girl like I'm doing now, and making the listeners impatient.You have not really been in love if you have not suddenly left your company, as my passion now drives me.Ah, Fee!Fei!Fei! (Down.) Rosalind O poor shepherd!While I was diagnosing your sore spots, I had the misfortune to find my own wounds. Touchstone me too.I remember when I was in love, I broke a sword on a rock and told the guy who came to meet Jean Smell at night to keep an eye on me; The cow's nipple squeezed by her chapped jade hands; I remember once proposing to her a pea pod, and I peeled two peas and put them in again, saying with tears, "For my sake, please keep it as a souvenir." Our passionate seeds will do some weird things; but since we are all mortals, we will inevitably be crazy when we are in love. of. Rosalind Your words are more clever than you expect. Touchstone Oh, I never know my own cleverness, unless I trip over it one day and break my leg. Rosalind God, God!The infatuation of this shepherd is quite similar to my own situation. The touchstone is a bit like me; but it seems a little trite to me. Celia begs any of you to ask the man over there if we'll buy him something to eat with gold; Touchstone Hey, you idiot! Rosalind Silence, fool; he is not of your family. Who is Colin? The touchstone is someone a little better than you, friend. Colin, if they're not a little better than I am, they're pretty shabby. Rosalind says to you, be quiet. ――Good night, my friend. Colin Good night, good sir; Good night, everybody. Shepherd Rosalind, if favors or gold and silver can be exchanged for a little hospitality in this wilderness, will you please take us to a place where we can rest and eat?The little girl was tired from the journey and was about to faint. Good Mr. Colin, I pity her, not for my own sake, but for her sake, if I can help her; but I only show others the sheep, and though I feed the sheep, I do not shear the wool .My boss is stingy and never does good deeds; besides, his thatched hut, his flock of sheep, and his pasture are all sold out now.Now, because he is not at home, there is nothing to feed you in our pasture; but whatever it contains, come and see, you are most welcome. Rosalind To whom are he going to sell his flocks and pastures? Colin is the young man you saw just now, and he never wants to buy anything. If there is nothing wrong with Rosalind, I ask you to buy the pasture and the sheep, and we will pay you. Celia, we'll add to your wages.I like this place and would love to spend my time here. Colin's deal will definitely be done.Come with me; and if this land, this yield, and this life pleases you, after inquiry, I will be your most faithful servant, and buy it with your money at once. (same below.) Another part of the fifth forest Enter AMINS, JAQUES, and others. Armiens (sings) Green trees are tall and emerald, Who will lie down with me, Turn the joyful heart, Learn to sing the birdsong: Are you here?Are you here?Are you here? what you see, spirit one, The only worry is that the rain and snow are coming. JAQUES One more, one more, please go on. Armiens That will make you sad, Mr. Jaques. Jaques couldn't be better.Please keep singing!I can suck melancholy out of a song like a weasel sucks an egg.Please continue singing! Amiens I have a thick throat, and I know I must not please you. Jaques I don't want you to please me; I want you to sing.Come, sing some more; don't you call them one after another? Armiens Call it what you please, Mr. Jaques. JAQUES No, I don't care what they're called; they don't lend me money.Sing it! Armiens was urged, and I resigned myself. Jaques is so good, if I could thank anyone, I would thank you; but what people call a compliment is like two dogs and apes bumping heads.If someone thanked me sincerely, it seemed to me that I had given him a penny, so he thanked me like a beggar.Come, sing; and those of you who do not sing, be silent. Hi Amiens, I'll finish the song.Gentlemen, set up the table; the duke is going to drink under this tree.He has been looking for you all day. JAQUES I've avoided him all day.He's too debating to be happy with him; I think as much as he does, but thank God I'm not as talkative as he is.Come on and sing. Armiens (singing, congregation) Who can be humbled and honored, Come to enjoy the sun and wind, Foraging for food to feed oneself, Satisfied with pleasure: Are you here?Are you here?Are you here? what you see, spirit one, The only worry is that the rain and snow are coming. JAQUES I sang a stanza to that tune yesterday without embellishment, and I'll make a fool of myself. Armiens I can sing it. Jaques looks like this: If there are foolish people, suddenly turned into a donkey, Taking advantage of the madness of mind, Forsake wealth and well-being, Tedami, Tedami, Tdami, Why are you here? look up, Only see fools everywhere. Amiens what does "Teddami" mean? Jaques is a Greek spell that summons fools to form a circle. ——If I can sleep well, I will go to sleep; if I can't, I will scold all the firstborns in Egypt. Amiens I'll go to the duke; his refreshments are ready. (Exit each.) Another part of the woods in Scene 6 Enter Orlando and Adam. Good master Adam, I can't walk any longer; alas!I'm starving to death.Let me lie down here and stand up.Farewell, good young master! Orlando, what's the matter, Adam!Have you no more courage?Live a little longer; cheer up a little, be cheerful.If there's anything wild in this strange wood, I'd kill it, if it didn't eat it, and give it to you.You're not really dying, you're just thinking about it.For my sake, brace yourselves; resist death for a while, and I'll come back to see you when I go, and if I can't find anything to feed you, I'll promise you to die; but if you don't come back Then die, then you look down on my hard work.well said!You look a little cheered up.I will come right away.But you are lying in the cold wind; come, I will carry you to a shaded place.As long as there are living things in this wasteland, you will not starve to death because of lack of food.Brace yourself, good Adam. (same below.) Another part of the Seventh Forest The dining table is laid out.Enter the Old Duke, Amiens, and the Exiles. Duke I think he must have turned into a beast, for I can't find him anywhere. Your Highness, he has just gone away; just now he was here listening to people singing happily. If the duke, who was disharmonious all over, should become fond of music, there would be riots in the heavens before long.Go to him and tell him I want to talk to him. Chen Jia came by himself, saving me a long journey. Enter Jaques. Duke, what is the matter, sir!What is this, that your poor friends must have begged so much to invite you?Ah, you look very happy! Jaques a fool, a fool!I met a fool in the woods, a fool in many colors; alas, world of distress!I met a fool, as surely as I lived on food; he lay in the sun, and cursed Fortune with wise words, and yet he was but a fool in many colors. "Good morning, fool," I said. "No, sir," said he, "you'll call me a fool when Heaven blesses me with riches." Then he took a watch out of his pocket, and looked at it with dull eyes, Say wisely, "It is ten o'clock; we can see here how the world changes: an hour ago it was only nine o'clock, and an hour later it was eleven o'clock; so Hour by hour, the older we get, the older we become, the more useless we are, and there is really a lot to express about it." I listened to this piece of mystery played by this idiot in colorful clothes about time, and my chest He crowed like a rooster, wondering how a fool could have such profound thoughts; I couldn't stop laughing for an hour on his watch.O noble fool!Honorable fool!Painted clothes are the best attire. What kind of fool is the Duke? Jaques, venerable fool!He has been in and out of the court; he said that all young and beautiful ladies are self-aware.His mind was as dry as a biscuit left over from a voyage, and every corner of it was stuffed with life's experience, which he uttered in random words.Ah, I wish I was a fool too!I want to wear a floral coat. Duke you can have one. JAQUES This is my only request; If only Your Highness be aware, Get rid of all prejudices, Don't think of me as a wise man; At the same time, Grant me a freedom as wide as the wind, To blow whoever pleases: Fools It is a right, and those who are most ridiculed by my stupidity should also laugh the most.Your Highness, why do they have to do this?The reason is as clear as the way to the parish chapel: a man who has been ridiculed by a fool's witticism, even if it hurts, if he does not pretend to be nonchalant, will show the foolishness of a wise man, and can be fooled by a fool. It would be too stupid to pierce it with an arrow inadvertently.Dress me in a coat of many colors, and let me speak what is in my heart; I'll cleanse the hideous bodies of this sick world, with all my heart, if they will patiently accept my prescriptions. Forget it, duke!I know what you'll do. JAQUES Can I bet a chip that what I do is wrong? The duke's worst sin Is to condemn another's: for you yourself were once a prodigal son of your beasts; you'll put your bloated sores, festering malaises that your folly grew , broadcast to the world. Jaques, calling out the luxury of the world, is it an attack on the individual?Have not the custom of luxury flowed like a vast tide, till it is exhausted and subsides?If I say that the women of those small families in the city dress like the wives of princes and lords, can I point out which woman it is?Who can stand up and say I'm talking about her, if her neighbors are like her?If a man of the meanest trade thinks that I have ridiculed him, that I did not pay for his fine clothes, does not he just close his stupidity with what I say?From this point of view, what does it matter?Show me where my words hurt him: if true, he's to blame; ——But who is here? Orlando drew his sword. Orlando stop, no eating! Jaques Hey, I haven't eaten yet. Orlando and won't give you any more, unless the hungry eat it first. Where did the cock Jaques come from? Duke friend, did you become so tyrannical because of your distress?Or is it because he was born to be a rough guy who despises manners and doesn't know the rules at all? Orlando You guessed me at the first glance, Hardships forced me to set aside mild manners; but I was born and bred in the city, and educated a little.But I bid you stop; whoever touches these fruits till my work is done shall die. JAQUES If you are unreasonable, I shall die. Duke, what do you want?If you don't use violence, tell us politely, we will treat you more politely. Orlando, I am starving; feed me. Please sit down, duke, and eat as you please. Orlando Are you so polite?Forgive me, but I think everything here is barbaric, and that's why I put on this tyrannical menace.But whoever you are, here in the untouched wilderness, lying in the shade of the dreary trees, and heedless of the passing of time; if you ever saw better days, if you ever came to ring the bell Places of worship, if you have ever attended the feasts of gentlemen, if you have ever wiped the tears from your eyelids, and know how to pity and be pitied, let my gentle manner move you all the more: I hold this hope, Hide my sword in shame. Duke We have seen good times, We have been summoned to church by the holy bells, We have attended the banquets of gentlemen, We have wiped from our eyes The tears moved by divine mercy; so you may Sit down kindly, and we are willing to oblige wherever we can help meet your needs. Orlando Then please don't eat your food for a while, I'll find my fawn like a doe, and feed him.There was a poor old man, who, out of sheer kindness, followed me through many weary walks, and double weariness--his old age and hunger--worn him out; I never touch a morsel of food. Duke, hurry to find him, we will never eat anything, waiting for you to come back. Thank you, Orlando; may your kindness be rewarded! (Down.) You can see, duke, that we are not alone in misfortune; on the stage of this vast universe, there are more tragic scenes than we have acted out. JAQUES All the world is a stage, and all men and women are but actors; they all have their exits and their entrances.A person plays several roles in his life, and his performance can be divided into seven periods.At first it was a baby, crying and throwing up in the nurse's arms.Then there are schoolchildren with schoolbags and flushed faces, slugging like snails and whimpering reluctantly to school.Then the lover, sighing like a stove, wrote a mournful poem to his lover's brow.Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the leopard, Jealous in honour, Quick and quick in quarrel, Seeking the reputation like the bubble Even at the cannon's mouth.And then the judge, with his fat round belly stuffed with capons, his stern eye, his neat beard, and his mouth full of maxims and platitudes; thus he plays one of his parts.The sixth period became a lean and slippered old man with spectacles on his nose and a purse at his waist; the long socks he had saved in his youth looked wide on his shriveled calves Unusual; his manly accent changed again to a childlike shriek, as if playing bagpipes and whistles.The last scene that ends this queer eventful history is the reenactment of childhood, utter oblivion, sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. Orlando re-enter with Adam on his back. Duke welcome!Put down that respectable old man on your back and let him eat. Orlando On his behalf I thank you wholeheartedly. Adam, you should be thanking me; I can't thank you for myself. Welcome, duke, use it; I won't bother you soon, and ask what happened to you.Play us some music; sir, sing it. Armiens (sings) Not afraid of the cold winter wind, The majesty is far and hard to reach the ruthlessness of the world; Although his spirit is fierce, His teeth are not yet sharp, The wind body is invisible. Hey!And sing a song to Holly: Friendship is vain, and love is chased by idiots. Hey holly! Coke is the only life. Don't worry about the snow and ice, Its cold is hard to come by, to be ungrateful; The wind wrinkled the pond's clear water, Sharp thorns are hard to beat Donate to old friends. Hey!And sing a song to Holly: Friendship is vain, and love is chased by idiots. Hey holly! Coke is the only life. DUKE As you whispered to me just now, you say you are the son of good Sir Rowland, and I think you do look like him; and if it is not false, then I do welcome you here.I am the duke who adored your father.Come to my cave and tell me about your other encounters.Good old man, we welcome you as your master.Help him.Give me your hand, and let me know all that has happened to you. (Exit.)