As You Like It
Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak. (3.2.25)
You have simply misus'd our sex in your love-prate. We must
have your doublet and hose pluck'd over your head, and show the
world what the bird hath done to her own nest. (4.1.3)
Be of good cheer, youth. You a man!
You lack a man's heart.
I do so, I confess it. Ah, sirrah, a body would think
this was well counterfeited. I pray you tell your brother how
well I counterfeited. Heigh-ho!
This was not counterfeit; there is too great testimony in
your complexion that it was a passion of earnest.
Counterfeit, I assure you.
Well then, take a good heart and counterfeit to be a man.
So I do; but, i' faith, I should have been a woman by