As You Like It

by: William Shakespeare

Act 1 Scene 3

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Enter CELIA and ROSALIND
CELIA and ROSALIND enter.

CELIA

Why, cousin! Why, Rosalind! Cupid have mercy, not a word?

CELIA

What’s going on, Rosalind? Cupid have mercy! You won’t utter a single word?

ROSALIND

Not one to throw at a dog.

ROSALIND

I don’t even have one to throw at a dog.

CELIA

No, thy words are too precious to be cast away upon curs.
5Throw some of them at me. Come, lame me with reasons.

CELIA

No, your words are too precious to be wasted on dogs. Throw some of your words at me. Come on, throw your words at me like you would throw stones at a dog.

ROSALIND

Then there were two cousins laid up, when the one should be lamed with reasons and the other mad without any.

ROSALIND

Then there would be two cousins lying sick in bed: one hurt by reasons and the other gone crazy without any.

CELIA

But is all this for your father?

CELIA

Is all of this about your father?

ROSALIND

No, some of it is for my child’s father. Oh, how full of briers is this working-day world!

ROSALIND

No, some of it is about my child’s father. Oh, this

working-day

Working-day=wearisome.

working-day
world is full of thorns!

CELIA

They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in holiday foolery. If we walk not in the trodden paths our very petticoats will catch them.

CELIA

They’re only burrs, cousin, thrown at you because you took a holiday from conventional behavior. If we walk on the well-worn paths, they won’t get caught in our petticoats.

ROSALIND

I could shake them off my coat. These burs are in my heart.

ROSALIND

Those burrs I could shake off my clothing, but these are in my heart.

CELIA

15Hem them away.

CELIA

Cough them up.

ROSALIND

I would try, if I could cry “hem” and have him.

ROSALIND

I’d try it, if I could cry “hem” and have him.

CELIA

Come, come, wrestle with thy affections.

CELIA

Come on, take control of your feelings.