Cel. Well, the beginning that is dead and buried Le Beu. There comes an old man, and his three sons Cel. I could match this beginning with an old tale Le Beu. Three proper yong men, of excellent growth and presence Ros. With bils on their neckes: Be it knowne vnto all men by these presents Le Beu. The eldest of the three, wrastled with Charles the Dukes Wrastler, which Charles in a moment threw him, and broke three of his ribbes, that there is little hope of life in him: So he seru'd the second, and so the third: yonder they lie, the poore old man their Father, making such pittiful dole ouer them, that all the beholders take his part with weeping Ros. Alas Clo. But what is the sport Monsieur, that the Ladies haue lost? Le Beu. Why this that I speake of Clo. Thus men may grow wiser euery day. It is the first time that euer I heard breaking of ribbes was sport for Ladies Cel. Or I, I promise thee Ros. But is there any else longs to see this broken Musicke in his sides? Is there yet another doates vpon rib-breaking? Shall we see this wrastling Cosin? Le Beu. You must if you stay heere, for heere is the place appointed for the wrastling, and they are ready to performe it Cel. Yonder sure they are comming. Let vs now stay and see it. Flourish. Enter Duke, Lords, Orlando, Charles, and Attendants. Duke. Come on, since the youth will not be intreated His owne perill on his forwardnesse Ros. Is yonder the man? Le Beu. Euen he, Madam Cel. Alas, he is too yong: yet he looks successefully Du. How now daughter, and Cousin: Are you crept hither to see the wrastling? Ros. I my Liege, so please you giue vs leaue Du. You wil take little delight in it, I can tell you there is such oddes in the man: In pitie of the challengers youth, I would faine disswade him, but he will not bee entreated. Speake to him Ladies, see if you can mooue him Cel. Call him hether good Monsieuer Le Beu Duke. Do so: Ile not be by Le Beu. Monsieur the Challenger, the Princesse cals for you Orl. I attend them with all respect and dutie Ros. Young man, haue you challeng'd Charles the Wrastler? Orl. No faire Princesse: he is the generall challenger, I come but in as others do, to try with him the strength of my youth Cel. Yong Gentleman, your spirits are too bold for your yeares: you haue seene cruell proofe of this mans strength, if you saw your selfe with your eies, or knew your selfe with your iudgment, the feare of your aduenture would counsel you to a more equall enterprise. We pray you for your owne sake to embrace your own safetie, and giue ouer this attempt Ros. Do yong Sir, your reputation shall not therefore be misprised: we wil make it our suite to the Duke, that the wrastling might not go forward