Page 1974 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2
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ROSALIND
No, faith, die by attorney. The poor world is almost six thousand years old,
and in all this time there was not any man died in his own person, videlicet,
in a love-cause. Troilus had his brains dashed out with a Grecian club, yet he
did what he could to die before, and he [90] is one of the patterns of love.
Leander, he would have lived many a fair year though Hero had turned nun, if
it had not been for a hot mid summer night; for, good youth, he went but
forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being taken with the cramp, was
drowned, and the [95] foolish chroniclers of that age found it was Hero of
Sestos. But these are all lies: men have died from time to time and worms
have eaten them, but not for love.
ORLANDO
I would not have my right Rosalind of this mind, for I protest her frown might
kill me. [100]
ROSALIND
By this hand, it will not kill a fly. But come, now I will be your Rosalind in a
more coming-on disposition; and ask me what you will, I will grant it.
ORLANDO
Then love me Rosalind.
ROSALIND
Yes faith will I, Fridays and Saturdays and all. [105]
ORLANDO
And wilt thou have me?
ROSALIND
Ay, and twenty such.
ORLANDO
What sayest thou?
ROSALIND
Are you not good?
