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

Total: 11
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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 V / 1
  • Good ev'n, Audrey.
  • Good ev'n, Audrey.
  • Touchstone. It is meat and drink to me to see a clown. By my troth,
    we that have good wits have much to answer for: we shall be
    flouting; we cannot hold.

    William. Good ev'n, Audrey.

2 V / 1
  • And good ev'n to you, sir.
  • And good ev'n to you, sir.
  • Audrey. God ye good ev'n, William.

    William. And good ev'n to you, sir.

3 V / 1
  • Five and twenty, sir.
  • Five and twenty, sir.
  • Touchstone. Good ev'n, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover thy
    head; nay, prithee be cover'd. How old are you, friend?

    William. Five and twenty, sir.

4 V / 1
  • William, sir.
  • William, sir.
  • Touchstone. A ripe age. Is thy name William?

    William. William, sir.

5 V / 1
  • Ay, sir, I thank God.
  • Ay, sir, I thank God.
  • Touchstone. A fair name. Wast born i' th' forest here?

    William. Ay, sir, I thank God.

6 V / 1
  • Faith, sir, so so.
  • Faith, sir, so so.
  • Touchstone. 'Thank God.' A good answer.
    Art rich?

    William. Faith, sir, so so.

7 V / 1
  • Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit.
  • Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit.
  • Touchstone. 'So so' is good, very good, very excellent good; and
    yet it is not; it is but so so. Art thou wise?

    William. Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit.

8 V / 1
  • I do, sir.
  • I do, sir.
  • Touchstone. Why, thou say'st well. I do now remember a saying: 'The
    fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be
    a fool.' The heathen philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a
    grape, would open his lips when he put it into his mouth; meaning
    thereby that grapes were made to eat and lips to open. You do
    love this maid?

    William. I do, sir.

9 V / 1
  • No, sir.
  • No, sir.
  • Touchstone. Give me your hand. Art thou learned?

    William. No, sir.

10 V / 1
  • Which he, sir?
  • Which he, sir?
  • Touchstone. Then learn this of me: to have is to have; for it is a
    figure in rhetoric that drink, being pour'd out of cup into a
    glass, by filling the one doth empty the other; for all your
    writers do consent that ipse is he; now, you are not ipse, for I
    am he.

    William. Which he, sir?

11 V / 1
  • God rest you merry, sir. Exit
  • God rest you merry, sir. Exit
  • Audrey. Do, good William.

    William. God rest you merry, sir. Exit

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