As You Like It, Act 5, Scene 1

We shall find a time, Audrey; patience, gentle Audrey.

We'll find a time, Audrey; be patient, gentle Audrey.

Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the old gentleman’s saying.

Honestly, the priest was good enough, whatever the old gentleman said.

A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile Martext. But Audrey, there is a youth here in the forest lays claim to you.

A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile Martext. But Audrey, there's a young man here in the forest who claims you for himself.

Ay, I know who ’tis. He hath no interest in me in the world.

Yes, I know who it is. He has no claim on me at all.

Here comes the man you mean.

Here comes the man you mean.

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.

It's food and drink to me to see a country fool. Truly, those of us with good wits have a lot to answer for. We can't help mocking; we can't hold back.

Good ev’n, Audrey.

Good evening, Audrey.

God ye good ev’n, William.

God give you a good evening, William.

And good ev’n to you, sir.

And good evening to you, sir.

Good ev’n, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover thy head. Nay, prithee, be covered. How old are you, friend?

Good evening, gentle friend. Put your hat back on, put your hat back on. No, please, keep it on. How old are you, friend?

Five-and-twenty, sir.

Twenty-five, sir.

A ripe age. Is thy name William?

A ripe age. Is your name William?

William, sir.

William, sir.

A fair name. Wast born i’ th’ forest here?

A fine name. Were you born here in the forest?

Ay, sir, I thank God.

Yes, sir, thank God.

“Thank God.” A good answer. Art rich?

"Thank God." A good answer. Are you rich?

Faith, sir, so-so.

Honestly, sir, so-so.

“So-so” is good, very good, very excellent good. And yet it is not, it is but so-so. Art thou wise?

"So-so" is good, very good, very excellently good. And yet it isn't, it's only so-so. Are you wise?

Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit.

Yes, sir, I have a decent wit.

Why, thou sayst 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?

Well, you speak well. I now remember a saying: "The fool thinks he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool." The heathen philosopher, when he wanted to eat a grape, would open his lips as he put it into his mouth, meaning by that that grapes were made to be eaten and lips to be opened. Do you love this girl?

I do, sir.

I do, sir.

Give me your hand. Art thou learned?

Give me your hand. Are you educated?

No, sir.

No, sir.

Then learn this of me: to have is to have. For it is a figure in rhetoric that drink, being poured 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.

Then learn this from me: to have is to have. For it's a figure of speech in rhetoric that drink, poured out of a cup into a glass, by filling the one empties the other. For all your writers agree that ipse means "he." Now, you are not ipse, because I am he.

Which he, sir?

Which he, sir?

He, sir, that must marry this woman. Therefore, you clown, abandon—which is in the vulgar, “leave”—the society—which in the boorish is “company”—of this female—which in the common is “woman”; which together is, abandon the society of this female, or, clown, thou perishest; or, to thy better understanding, diest; or, to wit, I kill thee, make thee away, translate thy life into death, thy liberty into bondage. I will deal in poison with thee, or in bastinado, or in steel. I will bandy with thee in faction; will o’errun thee with policy. I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways! Therefore tremble and depart.

He, sir, who must marry this woman. Therefore, you country fool, abandon — which in ordinary speech is "leave" — the society — which in rustic talk is "company" — of this female — which in common words is "woman"; all of which together is, abandon the society of this female, or, fool, you perish; or, to put it so you understand better, you die; that is to say, I kill you, do away with you, translate your life into death, your liberty into slavery. I'll deal with you by poison, or by a beating with a stick, or by the sword. I'll fight you with a gang of allies; I'll overwhelm you with cunning. I'll kill you a hundred and fifty different ways! So tremble and go.

Do, good William.

Do it, good William.

God rest you merry, sir.

God keep you happy, sir.

Our master and mistress seek you. Come away, away.

Our master and mistress are looking for you. Come along, off we go.

Trip, Audrey, trip, Audrey! I attend, I attend.

Step lively, Audrey, step lively, Audrey! I'm coming, I'm coming.