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And so am I for no woman.

Phe.

If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

Sil.

If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

Orl.

If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

Ros. Why do you speak too, “Why blame you me to love you?”

Orl. To her that is not here, nor doth not hear.

Ros. Pray you no more of this, ’tis like the howling of Irish wolves against the moon. [To Silvius.] I will help you if I can. [To Phebe.] I would love you if I could.—To-morrow meet me all together. [To Phebe.] I will marry you, if ever I marry woman, and I’ll be married to-morrow. [To Orlando.] I will satisfy you, if ever I satisfied man, and you shall be married to-morrow. [To Silvius.] I will content you, if what pleases you contents you, and you shall be married to-morrow. [To Orlando.] As you love Rosalind, meet. [To Silvius.] As you love Phebe, meet. And as I love no woman, I’ll meet. So fare you well; I have left you commands.

Sil. I’ll not fail, if I live.

Phe. Nor I.

Orl. Nor I.

Exeunt.

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