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As You Like It

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 3 Scene 2
No Fear Act 3 Scene 2 Page 15

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ORLANDO

Where dwell you, pretty youth?

ORLANDO

Where do you live, pretty young man?

ROSALIND

With this shepherdess, my sister, here in the skirts of the forest like fringe upon a petticoat.

ROSALIND

With this shepherdess, my sister, on the outskirts of the forest. We live like fringe on the edges of a petticoat.

ORLANDO

Are you native of this place?

ORLANDO

Were you born here?

ROSALIND

As the cony that you see dwell where she is kindled.

ROSALIND

Just like the rabbit, who lives where she is born.

ORLANDO

Your accent is something finer than you could purchase in so removed a dwelling.

ORLANDO

Your speech is more refined than I would expect in such a remote place as this.

ROSALIND

310I 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 offenses as he hath generally taxed their whole sex withal.

ROSALIND

Many people have told me so. Actually, an old religious uncle of mine taught me how to speak, and he was brought up in the city. He knew too much about courtship, because he fell in love back there, and when he came here he constantly lectured against it. Thank God I’m not a woman and afflicted with all the giddiness that troubles that entire sex.

ORLANDO

Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge of women?

ORLANDO

What were the primary evils he claimed women were guilty of?

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.

ROSALIND

There were no primary ones. All of women’s faults are as alike as one half-pence is to another. Each of a woman’s faults seems monstrous until you’re presented with the next one, which is just as bad.

ORLANDO

I prithee, recount some of them.

ORLANDO

Please, tell me some of them.