Betwixt the constant red and mingled damask.
There be some women, Silvius, had they mark'd him 124
In parcels as I did, would have gone near
To fall in love with him; but, for my part,
I love him not nor hate him not; and yet
Have more cause to hate him than to love him: 128
For what had he to do to chide at me?
He said mine eyes were black and my hair black;
And, now I am remember'd, scorn'd at me.
I marvel why I answer'd not again: 132
But that's all one; omittance is no quittance.
I'll write to him a very taunting letter,
And thou shalt bear it: wilt thou, Silvius?
Sil. Phebe, with all my heart.
Phe.I'll write it straight; 136
The matter's in my head and in my heart:
I will be bitter with him and passing short.
Go with me, Silvius. Exeunt.
ACT FOURTH
Scene One
[The Forest of Arden]
Enter Rosalind, and Celia, and Jaques.
Jaq. I prithee, pretty youth, let me be better
acquainted with thee.
Ros. They say you are a melancholy fellow.
123 constant: uniform
mingled damask: mixed red and white; cf. n.
125 In parcels: in detail
131 am remember'd: recall
133 omittance is no quittance: omission is no discharge (proverbial)
138 passing short: extremely curt
