to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep's heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in't. I would not be cured, youth. I would cure you, if you would but call me Rosalind and come every day to my cote and woo me. Now, by the faith of my love, I will: tell me where it is. Go with me to it and I'll show it you and by the way you shall tell me where in the forest you live. Will you go? With all my heart, good youth. Nay you must call me Rosalind. Come, sister, will you go? Come apace, good Audrey: I will fetch up your goats, Audrey. And how, Audrey? am I the man yet? doth my simple feature content you? Your features! Lord warrant us! what features! I am here with thee and thy goats, as the most capricious poet, honest Ovid, was among the Goths. O knowledge ill-inhabited, worse than Jove in a thatched house! When a man's verses cannot be understood, nor a man's good wit seconded with the forward child Understanding, it strikes a man more dead than a great reckoning in a little room. Truly, I would the gods had made thee poetical. I do not know what 'poetical' is: is it honest in deed and word? is it a true thing? No, truly; for the truest poetry is the most feigning; and lovers are given to poetry, and what they swear in poetry may be said as lovers they do feign. Do you wish then that the gods had made me poetical? I do, truly; for thou swearest to me thou art honest: now, if thou wert a poet, I might have some hope thou didst feign. Would you not have me honest? No, truly, unless thou wert hard-favoured; for honesty coupled to beauty is to have honey a sauce to sugar. A material fool! Well, I am not fair; and therefore I pray the gods make me honest. Truly, and to cast away honesty upon a foul slut were to put good meat into an unclean dish. I am not a slut, though I thank the gods I am foul. Well, praised be the gods for thy foulness! sluttishness may come hereafter. But be it as it may be, I will marry thee, and to that end I have been with Sir Oliver Martext, the vicar of the next village, who hath promised to meet me in this place of the forest and to couple us. I would fain see this meeting. Well, the gods give us joy