Ami. Well, I'll end the fong, Sirs; cover the while; the Duke will dine under this tree; he hath been all this day to look you. Jaq. And I have been all this day to avoid him. He is too difputable for my company: I think of as many matters as he, but I give heav'n thanks, and make no boaft of them. Come, warble, come. SONG. Who doth ambition fhun, And loves to lye i' th' Sun, And pleas'd with what he gets; Come hither, come hither, come hither; No enemy, But winter and rough weather. Jaq. I'll give you a verfe to this note, that I made yesterday in defpight of my invention. Ami. And I'll fing it. Jaq. Thus it goes. If it do come to pass, Grofs fools as he, An if he will come to me. Ami. What's that ducdame? Faq. Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a circle. I'll go to fleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail against all the first born of Egypt. Ami. And I'll go feek the Duke: his banquet is prepar'd. [Exeunt, feverally. Enter Orlando and Adam. Adam. Dear mafter, I can go no further; O, I die N 2 for for food! here lie I down, and measure out my grave. Farewel, kind mafter. Orla. Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee? live a little; comfort a little; chear thyself a lit tle. If this uncouth Foreft yield any thing favage, I will either be food for it, or bring it for food to thee: For thy conceit is nearer death, than thy powers. my fake be comfortable, hold death a while at the arm's end I will be here with thee prefently, and if I bring thee not fomething to eat, I'll give thee leave to die. But if thou dieft before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well faid, thou look'ft cheerly. And I'll be with thee quickly; yet thou lieft in the bleak air. Come, I will bear thee to fome shelter, and thou shalt not die for lack of a dinner, if there live any thing in this Defart. Cheerly, good [Exeunt. Adam. Enter Duke Sen. and Lords. [A Table fet out. Duke Sen. I think, he is transform'd into a beaft, For I can no where find him like a man. 1 Lord. My lord, he is but even now gone hence; Here was he merry, hearing of a Song. Duke Sen. If he, compact of jars, grow mufical, Enter Jaques. 1 Lord. He faves my labour by his own approach. Duke Sen. Why, how now, Monfieur, what a life is this, That your poor friends must woo your company? Faq. A fool, a fool ;- -I met a fool i' th' foreft, As I do live by food, I met a fool, Who laid him down and bask'd him in the fun, Call Call me not fool, 'till heaven hath fent me fortune; Thus may we fee, quoth he, how the world wags : And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time, My lungs began to crow like chanticleer, An hour by his dial. O noble fool, Faq. O worthy fool! one that hath been a Courtier, After a voyage, he hath ftrange places cram'd In mangled forms. O that I were a fool! I am ambitious for a motley coat. Duke Sen. Thou shalt have one. Provided, that you weed your better judgments. Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please; for fo fools have; They moft mult laugh: and why, Sir, muft they fo? (6) He whom a Fool dotb very wifely bit, Deth very foolishly, although be fmari, N 3 Doth Seem Doth very foolishly, although he smart, To fpeak my mind, and I will through and through If they will patiently receive my medicine. Duke Sen. Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do. Jaq. What, for a counter, would I do but good? Duke Sen. Moft mischievous foul fin, in chiding fin: For thou thyself hast been a libertine, As fenfual as the brutish fting itself; And all th' emboffed fores and headed evils, That fays, his bravery is not on my coft; There then; how then? what then? let me fee wherein Seem fenfelefs of the bob. If not, &c.] Befides that the third Verfe is defective one whole Foot in Measure, the Tenour of what Jaques continues to fay, and the Reafoning of the Paffage, fhew it no lefs defective in the Senfe. There is no doubt, but the two little Monofyllables, which I have fupply'd, were either by Accident wanting in the Manufcript Copy, or by Inadvertence were left out at Prefs. Then Then he hath wrong'd himself; if he be free, Enter Orlando, with Sword drawn. Orla. Forbear, and eat no more.- Orla. Nor fhalt thou, 'till neceffity be ferv'd. Or else a rude defpifer of good manners, That in civility thou feem'ft fo empty? Orla. You touch'd my vein at firft; the thorny point Of bare diftrefs hath ta'en from me the fhew Of fmooth civility; yet am I in-land bred, Jaq. If you will not Be answered with reason, I must die. Duke Sen. What would you have? Your gentleness shall force, More than your force move us to gentleness. Orla. I almost die for food, and let me have it. Duke Sen. Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table. Orla. Speak you fo gently? pardon me, I pray you; Of ftern commandment. But whate'er you are, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lofe and neglect the creeping hours of time; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church; |