Page 2005 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

His crown bequeathing to his banish’d brother, [160]
And all their lands restor’d to them again
That were with him exil’d. This to be true,
I do engage my life.

DUKE SENIOR
Welcome young man.

Thou offer’st fairly to thy brothers’ wedding;
To one his lands withheld, and to the other [165]
A land itself at large, a potent dukedom.

First, in this forest, let us do those ends
That here were well begun and well begot:
And after, every of this happy number
That have endur’d shrewd days and nights with us, [170]
Shall share the good of our returned fortune,

According to the measure of their states.
Meantime forget this new-fall’n dignity,
And fall into our rustic revelry.

Play music, and you brides and bridegrooms all, [175]
With measure heap’d in joy, to th’ measures fall.

JAQUES
Sir, by your patience. If I heard you rightly,
The Duke hath put on a religious life,
And thrown into neglect the pompous court?

JAQUES DE BOYS
He hath. [180]

JAQUES
To him will I. Out of these convertites,
There is much matter to be heard and learn’d.
(to Duke Senior)
You to your former honour I bequeath,

Your patience and your virtue well deserve it.
(to Orlando)
You to a love that your true faith doth merit: [185]
(to Oliver)