At first, the Infant, Mewling and puking in his nurse's arms.

Then a Soldier ; seeking the bubble reputation,
Even in the cannon's mouth.

And then the whining School-boy, with his satchell,
And shining morning face.

And then the Justice; In fair round belly, with good capon lin'd.

And then the Lover, Sighing like furnace.

The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd Pantaloon.

Last scene of all
Is second childishness, and mere oblivion !

As You Like It.-Act II, Scene VII.