Page 1912 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

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

CELIA
But is all this for your father? [10]

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

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. [15]

ROSALIND
I could shake them off my coat: these burs are in my heart.

CELIA
Hem them away.

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

CELIA
Come, come, wrestle with thy affections. [20]

ROSALIND
O they take the part of a better wrestler than myself.

CELIA

O a good wish upon you! You will cry in time, in despite of a fall. But turning
these jests out of service, let us talk in good earnest. Is it possible, on such a
sudden, [25] you should fall into so strong a liking with old Sir Rowland’s
youngest son?

ROSALIND
The Duke my father loved his father dearly.