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CELIA

          Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his son dearly? By this kind of
          chase, I should hate him, for [30] my father hated his father dearly; yet I
          hate not Orlando.



              ROSALIND
          No faith, hate him not, for my sake.



              CELIA

          Why should I not? Doth he not deserve well?


              ROSALIND

          Let  me  love  him  for  that,  and  do  you  love  him  because  I  do.  Look,  here
          comes the Duke. [35]


                                          Enter Duke (Frederick) with lords.



              CELIA
          With his eyes full of anger.



              DUKE FREDERICK
               Mistress, dispatch you with your safest haste

               And get you from our court.


              ROSALIND

                               Me uncle?



              DUKE FREDERICK
                               You cousin.
               Within these ten days if that thou be’st found
               So near our public court as twenty miles, [40]
               Thou diest for it.



              ROSALIND

                               I do beseech your Grace,
               Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me.
               If with myself I hold intelligence,
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