O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! And yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping.

Here comes a pair of very strange beast, which in all tongues are called “fools”.

I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.

Under the greenwood tree,Who loves to lie with meAnd tune his merry note,Unto the sweet bird’s throat;Come hither, come hither, come hither.Here shall he seeNo enemyBut winter and rough weather.

JAQUES: Rosalind is your love’s name?ORLANDO: Yes, just.JAQUES: I do not like her name.ORLANDO: There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.

You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths’ wives and conned them out of rings?