Jaq. I thank you for your company; but, good faith, I had as lief have been myself alone.
240 Orl. And so had I; but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you too for your society.
[242] Jaq. God buy you: let’s meet as little as we can.
Orl. I do desire we may be better strangers.
Jaq. I pray you, mar no more trees with writing love-songs 245 in their barks.
[246] Orl. I pray you, mar no more of my verses with reading them ill-favouredly.
Jaq. Rosalind is your love’s name?
Orl. Yes, just.
250 Jaq. I do not like her name.
Orl. There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.