some good counsel, for he seems to have the
quotidian of love upon him. 389
Orl. I am he that is so love-shaked. I pray
you, tell me your remedy.
Ros. There is none of my uncle's marks upon
you: he taught me how to know a man in love;
in which cage of rushes I am sure you are not
prisoner.
Orl. What were his marks? 396
Ros. A lean cheek, which you have not; a
blue eye and sunken, which you have not; an
unquestionable spirit, which you have not; a
beard neglected, which you have not: but I
pardon you for that, for, simply, your having in
beard is a younger brother's revenue. Then,
your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet 403
unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe
untied, and everything about you demonstrating
a careless desolation. But you are no such man:
you are rather point-device in your accoutre-
ments as loving yourself than seeming the lover
of any other. 409
Orl. Fair youth, I would I could make thee
believe I love.
Ros. Me believe it! you may as soon make her
that you love believe it; which, I warrant, she is
apter to do than to confess she does; that is
one of the points in the which women still give
the lie to their consciences. But, in good sooth,
389 quotidian: an intermittent daily fever; cf. n.
394 cage of rushes: i.e., ineffectual prison
398 blue eye: i.e., with a dark circle about the eye
399 unquestionable: unwilling to talk
401 having: possessions
403 ungartered . . . untied: i.e., the signs of a disconsolate lover
404 unbanded: without a hatband
407 point-device: extremely precise
