Speeches (Lines) for Oliver in "As You Like It"

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1 I / 1
  • Now, sir! what make you here?
  • Now, sir! what make you here?
  • Orlando. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will shake me
    up.

    Oliver. Now, sir! what make you here?

2 I / 1
  • What mar you then, sir?
  • What mar you then, sir?
  • Orlando. Nothing; I am not taught to make any thing.

    Oliver. What mar you then, sir?

3 I / 1
  • Marry, sir, be better employed, and be nought awhile.
  • Marry, sir, be better employed, and be nought awhile.
  • Orlando. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that which God made, a
    poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness.

    Oliver. Marry, sir, be better employed, and be nought awhile.

4 I / 1
  • Know you where you are, sir?
  • Know you where you are, sir?
  • Orlando. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with them? What
    prodigal portion have I spent that I should come to such penury?

    Oliver. Know you where you are, sir?

5 I / 1
  • Know you before whom, sir?
  • Know you before whom, sir?
  • Orlando. O, sir, very well; here in your orchard.

    Oliver. Know you before whom, sir?

6 I / 1
  • What, boy! [Strikes him]
  • What, boy! [Strikes him]
  • Orlando. Ay, better than him I am before knows me. I know you are
    my eldest brother; and in the gentle condition of blood, you
    should so know me. The courtesy of nations allows you my better
    in that you are the first-born; but the same tradition takes not
    away my blood, were there twenty brothers betwixt us. I have as
    much of my father in me as you, albeit I confess your coming
    before me is nearer to his reverence.

    Oliver. What, boy! [Strikes him]

7 I / 1
  • Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain?
  • Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain?
  • Orlando. Come, come, elder brother, you are too young in this.

    Oliver. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain?

8 I / 1
  • Let me go, I say.
  • Let me go, I say.
  • Adam. [Coming forward] Sweet masters, be patient; for your father's
    remembrance, be at accord.

    Oliver. Let me go, I say.

9 I / 1
  • And what wilt thou do? Beg, when that is spent? Well, sir,
    get you in. I wil...
  • And what wilt thou do? Beg, when that is spent? Well, sir,
    get you in. I will not long be troubled with you; you shall have
    some part of your will. I pray you leave me.
  • Orlando. I will not, till I please; you shall hear me. My father
    charg'd you in his will to give me good education: you have
    train'd me like a peasant, obscuring and hiding from me all
    gentleman-like qualities. The spirit of my father grows strong in
    me, and I will no longer endure it; therefore allow me such
    exercises as may become a gentleman, or give me the poor
    allottery my father left me by testament; with that I will go buy
    my fortunes.

    Oliver. And what wilt thou do? Beg, when that is spent? Well, sir,
    get you in. I will not long be troubled with you; you shall have
    some part of your will. I pray you leave me.

10 I / 1
  • Get you with him, you old dog.
  • Get you with him, you old dog.
  • Orlando. I no further offend you than becomes me for my good.

    Oliver. Get you with him, you old dog.

11 I / 1
  • Is it even so? Begin you to grow upon me? I will physic
    your rankness, and y...
  • Is it even so? Begin you to grow upon me? I will physic
    your rankness, and yet give no thousand crowns neither. Holla,
    Dennis!
  • Adam. Is 'old dog' my reward? Most true, I have lost my teeth in
    your service. God be with my old master! He would not have spoke
    such a word.
    Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM

    Oliver. Is it even so? Begin you to grow upon me? I will physic
    your rankness, and yet give no thousand crowns neither. Holla,
    Dennis!

12 I / 1
  • Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, here to speak with me?
  • Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, here to speak with me?
  • Dennis. Calls your worship?

    Oliver. Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, here to speak with me?

13 I / 1
  • Call him in. [Exit DENNIS] 'Twill be a good way; and
    to-morrow the wrestling...
  • Call him in. [Exit DENNIS] 'Twill be a good way; and
    to-morrow the wrestling is.
  • Dennis. So please you, he is here at the door and importunes access
    to you.

    Oliver. Call him in. [Exit DENNIS] 'Twill be a good way; and
    to-morrow the wrestling is.

14 I / 1
  • Good Monsieur Charles! What's the new news at the new
    court?
  • Good Monsieur Charles! What's the new news at the new
    court?
  • Charles. Good morrow to your worship.

    Oliver. Good Monsieur Charles! What's the new news at the new
    court?

15 I / 1
  • Can you tell if Rosalind, the Duke's daughter, be banished
    with her father?
  • Can you tell if Rosalind, the Duke's daughter, be banished
    with her father?
  • Charles. There's no news at the court, sir, but the old news; that
    is, the old Duke is banished by his younger brother the new Duke;
    and three or four loving lords have put themselves into voluntary
    exile with him, whose lands and revenues enrich the new Duke;
    therefore he gives them good leave to wander.

    Oliver. Can you tell if Rosalind, the Duke's daughter, be banished
    with her father?

16 I / 1
  • Where will the old Duke live?
  • Where will the old Duke live?
  • Charles. O, no; for the Duke's daughter, her cousin, so loves her,
    being ever from their cradles bred together, that she would have
    followed her exile, or have died to stay behind her. She is at
    the court, and no less beloved of her uncle than his own
    daughter; and never two ladies loved as they do.

    Oliver. Where will the old Duke live?

17 I / 1
  • What, you wrestle to-morrow before the new Duke?
  • What, you wrestle to-morrow before the new Duke?
  • Charles. They say he is already in the Forest of Arden, and a many
    merry men with him; and there they live like the old Robin Hood
    of England. They say many young gentlemen flock to him every day,
    and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.

    Oliver. What, you wrestle to-morrow before the new Duke?

18 I / 1
  • Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which thou shalt
    find I will most...
  • Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which thou shalt
    find I will most kindly requite. I had myself notice of my
    brother's purpose herein, and have by underhand means laboured to
    dissuade him from it; but he is resolute. I'll tell thee,
    Charles, it is the stubbornest young fellow of France; full of
    ambition, an envious emulator of every man's good parts, a secret
    and villainous contriver against me his natural brother.
    Therefore use thy discretion: I had as lief thou didst break his
    neck as his finger. And thou wert best look to't; for if thou
    dost him any slight disgrace, or if he do not mightily grace
    himself on thee, he will practise against thee by poison, entrap
    thee by some treacherous device, and never leave thee till he
    hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other; for, I
    assure thee, and almost with tears I speak it, there is not one
    so young and so villainous this day living. I speak but brotherly
    of him; but should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must blush
    and weep, and thou must look pale and wonder.
  • Charles. Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint you with a
    matter. I am given, sir, secretly to understand that your younger
    brother, Orlando, hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against
    me to try a fall. To-morrow, sir, I wrestle for my credit; and he
    that escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him well.
    Your brother is but young and tender; and, for your love, I would
    be loath to foil him, as I must, for my own honour, if he come
    in; therefore, out of my love to you, I came hither to acquaint
    you withal, that either you might stay him from his intendment,
    or brook such disgrace well as he shall run into, in that it is
    thing of his own search and altogether against my will.

    Oliver. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which thou shalt
    find I will most kindly requite. I had myself notice of my
    brother's purpose herein, and have by underhand means laboured to
    dissuade him from it; but he is resolute. I'll tell thee,
    Charles, it is the stubbornest young fellow of France; full of
    ambition, an envious emulator of every man's good parts, a secret
    and villainous contriver against me his natural brother.
    Therefore use thy discretion: I had as lief thou didst break his
    neck as his finger. And thou wert best look to't; for if thou
    dost him any slight disgrace, or if he do not mightily grace
    himself on thee, he will practise against thee by poison, entrap
    thee by some treacherous device, and never leave thee till he
    hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other; for, I
    assure thee, and almost with tears I speak it, there is not one
    so young and so villainous this day living. I speak but brotherly
    of him; but should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must blush
    and weep, and thou must look pale and wonder.

19 I / 1
  • Farewell, good Charles. Now will I stir this gamester. I
    hope I shall see an...
  • Farewell, good Charles. Now will I stir this gamester. I
    hope I shall see an end of him; for my soul, yet I know not why,
    hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school'd and
    yet learned; full of noble device; of all sorts enchantingly
    beloved; and, indeed, so much in the heart of the world, and
    especially of my own people, who best know him, that I am
    altogether misprised. But it shall not be so long; this wrestler
    shall clear all. Nothing remains but that I kindle the boy
    thither, which now I'll go about. Exit
  • Charles. I am heartily glad I came hither to you. If he come
    to-morrow I'll give him his payment. If ever he go alone again,
    I'll never wrestle for prize more. And so, God keep your worship! Exit

    Oliver. Farewell, good Charles. Now will I stir this gamester. I
    hope I shall see an end of him; for my soul, yet I know not why,
    hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school'd and
    yet learned; full of noble device; of all sorts enchantingly
    beloved; and, indeed, so much in the heart of the world, and
    especially of my own people, who best know him, that I am
    altogether misprised. But it shall not be so long; this wrestler
    shall clear all. Nothing remains but that I kindle the boy
    thither, which now I'll go about. Exit

20 III / 1
  • O that your Highness knew my heart in this!
    I never lov'd my brother in my l...
  • O that your Highness knew my heart in this!
    I never lov'd my brother in my life.
  • Frederick. Not see him since! Sir, sir, that cannot be.
    But were I not the better part made mercy,
    I should not seek an absent argument
    Of my revenge, thou present. But look to it:
    Find out thy brother wheresoe'er he is;
    Seek him with candle; bring him dead or living
    Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more
    To seek a living in our territory.
    Thy lands and all things that thou dost call thine
    Worth seizure do we seize into our hands,
    Till thou canst quit thee by thy brother's mouth
    Of what we think against thee.

    Oliver. O that your Highness knew my heart in this!
    I never lov'd my brother in my life.

21 IV / 3
  • Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if you know,
    Where in the purlieus of this...
  • Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if you know,
    Where in the purlieus of this forest stands
    A sheep-cote fenc'd about with olive trees?
  • Rosalind. Do you pity him? No, he deserves no pity. Wilt thou love
    such a woman? What, to make thee an instrument, and play false
    strains upon thee! Not to be endur'd! Well, go your way to her,
    for I see love hath made thee tame snake, and say this to her-
    that if she love me, I charge her to love thee; if she will not,
    I will never have her unless thou entreat for her. If you be a
    true lover, hence, and not a word; for here comes more company.

    Oliver. Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if you know,
    Where in the purlieus of this forest stands
    A sheep-cote fenc'd about with olive trees?

22 IV / 3
  • If that an eye may profit by a tongue,
    Then should I know you by description...
  • If that an eye may profit by a tongue,
    Then should I know you by description-
    Such garments, and such years: 'The boy is fair,
    Of female favour, and bestows himself
    Like a ripe sister; the woman low,
    And browner than her brother.' Are not you
    The owner of the house I did inquire for?
  • Celia. West of this place, down in the neighbour bottom.
    The rank of osiers by the murmuring stream
    Left on your right hand brings you to the place.
    But at this hour the house doth keep itself;
    There's none within.

    Oliver. If that an eye may profit by a tongue,
    Then should I know you by description-
    Such garments, and such years: 'The boy is fair,
    Of female favour, and bestows himself
    Like a ripe sister; the woman low,
    And browner than her brother.' Are not you
    The owner of the house I did inquire for?

23 IV / 3
  • Orlando doth commend him to you both;
    And to that youth he calls his Rosalin...
  • Orlando doth commend him to you both;
    And to that youth he calls his Rosalind
    He sends this bloody napkin. Are you he?
  • Celia. It is no boast, being ask'd, to say we are.

    Oliver. Orlando doth commend him to you both;
    And to that youth he calls his Rosalind
    He sends this bloody napkin. Are you he?

24 IV / 3
  • Some of my shame; if you will know of me
    What man I am, and how, and why, an...
  • Some of my shame; if you will know of me
    What man I am, and how, and why, and where,
    This handkercher was stain'd.
  • Rosalind. I am. What must we understand by this?

    Oliver. Some of my shame; if you will know of me
    What man I am, and how, and why, and where,
    This handkercher was stain'd.

25 IV / 3
  • When last the young Orlando parted from you,
    He left a promise to return aga...
  • When last the young Orlando parted from you,
    He left a promise to return again
    Within an hour; and, pacing through the forest,
    Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
    Lo, what befell! He threw his eye aside,
    And mark what object did present itself.
    Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd with age,
    And high top bald with dry antiquity,
    A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair,
    Lay sleeping on his back. About his neck
    A green and gilded snake had wreath'd itself,
    Who with her head nimble in threats approach'd
    The opening of his mouth; but suddenly,
    Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself,
    And with indented glides did slip away
    Into a bush; under which bush's shade
    A lioness, with udders all drawn dry,
    Lay couching, head on ground, with catlike watch,
    When that the sleeping man should stir; for 'tis
    The royal disposition of that beast
    To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead.
    This seen, Orlando did approach the man,
    And found it was his brother, his elder brother.
  • Celia. I pray you, tell it.

    Oliver. When last the young Orlando parted from you,
    He left a promise to return again
    Within an hour; and, pacing through the forest,
    Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
    Lo, what befell! He threw his eye aside,
    And mark what object did present itself.
    Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd with age,
    And high top bald with dry antiquity,
    A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair,
    Lay sleeping on his back. About his neck
    A green and gilded snake had wreath'd itself,
    Who with her head nimble in threats approach'd
    The opening of his mouth; but suddenly,
    Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself,
    And with indented glides did slip away
    Into a bush; under which bush's shade
    A lioness, with udders all drawn dry,
    Lay couching, head on ground, with catlike watch,
    When that the sleeping man should stir; for 'tis
    The royal disposition of that beast
    To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead.
    This seen, Orlando did approach the man,
    And found it was his brother, his elder brother.

26 IV / 3
  • And well he might so do,
    For well I know he was unnatural.
  • And well he might so do,
    For well I know he was unnatural.
  • Celia. O, I have heard him speak of that same brother;
    And he did render him the most unnatural
    That liv'd amongst men.

    Oliver. And well he might so do,
    For well I know he was unnatural.

27 IV / 3
  • Twice did he turn his back, and purpos'd so;
    But kindness, nobler ever than...
  • Twice did he turn his back, and purpos'd so;
    But kindness, nobler ever than revenge,
    And nature, stronger than his just occasion,
    Made him give battle to the lioness,
    Who quickly fell before him; in which hurtling
    From miserable slumber I awak'd.
  • Rosalind. But, to Orlando: did he leave him there,
    Food to the suck'd and hungry lioness?

    Oliver. Twice did he turn his back, and purpos'd so;
    But kindness, nobler ever than revenge,
    And nature, stronger than his just occasion,
    Made him give battle to the lioness,
    Who quickly fell before him; in which hurtling
    From miserable slumber I awak'd.

28 IV / 3
  • 'Twas I; but 'tis not I. I do not shame
    To tell you what I was, since my con...
  • 'Twas I; but 'tis not I. I do not shame
    To tell you what I was, since my conversion
    So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.
  • Celia. Was't you that did so oft contrive to kill him?

    Oliver. 'Twas I; but 'tis not I. I do not shame
    To tell you what I was, since my conversion
    So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.

29 IV / 3
  • By and by.
    When from the first to last, betwixt us two,
    Tears our recoun...
  • By and by.
    When from the first to last, betwixt us two,
    Tears our recountments had most kindly bath'd,
    As how I came into that desert place-
    In brief, he led me to the gentle Duke,
    Who gave me fresh array and entertainment,
    Committing me unto my brother's love;
    Who led me instantly unto his cave,
    There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm
    The lioness had torn some flesh away,
    Which all this while had bled; and now he fainted,
    And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind.
    Brief, I recover'd him, bound up his wound,
    And, after some small space, being strong at heart,
    He sent me hither, stranger as I am,
    To tell this story, that you might excuse
    His broken promise, and to give this napkin,
    Dy'd in his blood, unto the shepherd youth
    That he in sport doth call his Rosalind.
  • Rosalind. But for the bloody napkin?

    Oliver. By and by.
    When from the first to last, betwixt us two,
    Tears our recountments had most kindly bath'd,
    As how I came into that desert place-
    In brief, he led me to the gentle Duke,
    Who gave me fresh array and entertainment,
    Committing me unto my brother's love;
    Who led me instantly unto his cave,
    There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm
    The lioness had torn some flesh away,
    Which all this while had bled; and now he fainted,
    And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind.
    Brief, I recover'd him, bound up his wound,
    And, after some small space, being strong at heart,
    He sent me hither, stranger as I am,
    To tell this story, that you might excuse
    His broken promise, and to give this napkin,
    Dy'd in his blood, unto the shepherd youth
    That he in sport doth call his Rosalind.

30 IV / 3
  • Many will swoon when they do look on blood.
  • Many will swoon when they do look on blood.
  • Celia. Why, how now, Ganymede! sweet Ganymede!

    Oliver. Many will swoon when they do look on blood.

31 IV / 3
  • Look, he recovers.
  • Look, he recovers.
  • Celia. There is more in it. Cousin Ganymede!

    Oliver. Look, he recovers.

32 IV / 3
  • Be of good cheer, youth. You a man!
    You lack a man's heart.
  • Be of good cheer, youth. You a man!
    You lack a man's heart.
  • Celia. We'll lead you thither.
    I pray you, will you take him by the arm?

    Oliver. Be of good cheer, youth. You a man!
    You lack a man's heart.

33 IV / 3
  • This was not counterfeit; there is too great testimony in
    your complexion th...
  • This was not counterfeit; there is too great testimony in
    your complexion that it was a passion of earnest.
  • Rosalind. I do so, I confess it. Ah, sirrah, a body would think
    this was well counterfeited. I pray you tell your brother how
    well I counterfeited. Heigh-ho!

    Oliver. This was not counterfeit; there is too great testimony in
    your complexion that it was a passion of earnest.

34 IV / 3
  • Well then, take a good heart and counterfeit to be a man.
  • Well then, take a good heart and counterfeit to be a man.
  • Rosalind. Counterfeit, I assure you.

    Oliver. Well then, take a good heart and counterfeit to be a man.

35 IV / 3
  • That will I, for I must bear answer back
    How you excuse my brother, Rosalind...
  • That will I, for I must bear answer back
    How you excuse my brother, Rosalind.
  • Celia. Come, you look paler and paler; pray you draw homewards.
    Good sir, go with us.

    Oliver. That will I, for I must bear answer back
    How you excuse my brother, Rosalind.

36 V / 2
  • Neither call the giddiness of it in question, the poverty
    of her, the small...
  • Neither call the giddiness of it in question, the poverty
    of her, the small acquaintance, my sudden wooing, nor her sudden
    consenting; but say with me, I love Aliena; say with her that she
    loves me; consent with both that we may enjoy each other. It
    shall be to your good; for my father's house and all the revenue
    that was old Sir Rowland's will I estate upon you, and here live
    and die a shepherd.
  • Orlando. Is't possible that on so little acquaintance you should
    like her? that but seeing you should love her? and loving woo?
    and, wooing, she should grant? and will you persever to enjoy
    her?

    Oliver. Neither call the giddiness of it in question, the poverty
    of her, the small acquaintance, my sudden wooing, nor her sudden
    consenting; but say with me, I love Aliena; say with her that she
    loves me; consent with both that we may enjoy each other. It
    shall be to your good; for my father's house and all the revenue
    that was old Sir Rowland's will I estate upon you, and here live
    and die a shepherd.

37 V / 2
  • And you, fair sister. Exit
  • And you, fair sister. Exit
  • Rosalind. God save you, brother.

    Oliver. And you, fair sister. Exit

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