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ROSALIND. O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to see thee
wear
thy heart in a scarf!
ORLANDO. It is my arm.
ROSALIND. I thought thy heart had been wounded with the claws
of a
lion.
ORLANDO. Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady.
ROSALIND. Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to
swoon
when he show'd me your handkercher?
ORLANDO. Ay, and greater wonders than that.
ROSALIND. O, I know where you are. Nay, 'tis true. There was
never
any thing so sudden but the fight of two rams and Caesar's
thrasonical brag of 'I came, saw, and overcame.' For your
brother
and my sister no sooner met but they look'd; no sooner look'd
but
they lov'd; no sooner lov'd but they sigh'd; no sooner sigh'd
but
they ask'd one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason
but
they sought the remedy- and in these degrees have they made
pair
of stairs to marriage, which they will climb incontinent, or
else
be incontinent before marriage.
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