Ros. Well, in her person I say I will not have
you.
Orl. Then in mine own person I die. 96
Ros. No, faith, die by attorney. The poor
world is almost six thousand years old, and in
all this time there was not any man died in his
own person, videlicet, in a love-cause. Troilus
had his brains dashed out with a Grecian club;
yet he did what he could to die before, and he
is one of the patterns of love. Leander, he would 103
have lived many a fair year, though Hero had
turned nun, if it had not been for a hot mid-
summer night; for, good youth, he went but
forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being
taken with the cramp was drowned; and the
foolish chroniclers of that age found it was 'Hero
of Sestos.' But these are all lies: men have died
from time to time, and worms have eaten them,
but not for love. 112
Orl. I would not have my right Rosalind of
this mind; for, I protest, her frown might kill
me.
Ros. By this hand, it will not kill a fly. But
come, now I will be your Rosalind in a more
coming-on disposition; and ask me what you
will, I will grant it.
Orl. Then love me, Rosalind. 120
Ros. Yes, faith, will I, Fridays and Saturdays
and all.
Orl. And wilt thou have me?
Ros. Ay, and twenty such. 124
Orl. What sayest thou?
97 attorney: proxy
100 videlicet: namely
Troilus; cf. n.
103 patterns: models
Leander; cf. n.
109 chroniclers; cf. n.
113 right: true
