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Duke. But what said Jaques? . , -...--- ..
Lord. O yes, into a thousand similies,
Duke. And did you leave him in this contemplation-?.
Lord. We did, my Lord, weeping and commenting Upon the sobbing deer,
Duke. Show me the place £
Lord. I'll bring you to him straight.
DUKE AND JAQUES.
Duke. WHY, how now, monsieur, what a life is this, That your poor friends must woo your company? 'What? you look merrily.
Jag. A fool, a fool; 1 met a fool i' th' forest,
A motley fool; a miserable varlet I
As I do live by food, I met a fool,
Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun,
And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms,
In good set terms, and yet a motley fool.
Good morrow, fool, quoth I; No, sir, quoth he,
Call me not fool, till Heaven hath sent me fortune;
And then he drew a dial from his poak,
And looking on it with lack-lustre eye,
Says very wisely, It is ten o'clock:
Thus ,may we see, quoth he, how the world wags:
>Tis but an hour ago since it was nine,
And after one hour more 'twill be eleven;
And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe,
And then from hour to hour we rot and rot,
And thereby hangs a tale. When I did hear
The motley fbol thus moral oh the time,
My lungs began to crow like chanticleer, ".?'
That fools should be so deep contemplative:
And I did laugh sans intermission,
An hour by his 'dial. 0' noble fool,
A worthy fool! motley's the only wear.
Duke. What fool is this?
Jaq. O worthy'fool! one that hath been a courtier, And says, if ladies.be biit young and fair, They have the gift to know it: and in his brain, Which is as dry as the remaind,er-bisket After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd With observations^ the which he vents In mangled forms. O that I were a fool.' lam ambitious for a motley coat.
Duke. Thou shall have one.
Jaq. It is my only itii't;
Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
To blow on whom I please; for so fools have, , v ,,
And .they that are most galled with my folly "&%&.
They most must laugh. And why, sir, must-they so.?
The why is plain, as way to parish-churchy;
He whom a fool does very wisely hit, /
Doth very foolishly, although he smart, /
Not to seem senseless of.the bob. If not,
The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd
Even by the squad'ring glances of a fool. . . , ., »
Invest me in my motley, give me leave
To speak my mind, and I will, through and through
Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world,
If they will patiently receive my medicine.
Duke. Fie on thee! I can tell what thou would'st do.
Jag. What for a counter, would I do but good ?,''
Duhe. Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin;
Jag. Why, who cries out on pride,.
Why, then my taxing, like a wild goosfe fifes
r HENRY AND LORD CHIEF JUSTICE.
Ch. Just. I AM assur'd, if I be rneasur'd rightly, Your majesty hath iio just cause to hate me.
P. Henry. No! might a prince of my great hopes forget So great indignities you laid upon me? What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to ptisob Th' immediate heir of England! was this easy? May this be wash'd in Lethe and forgotten?
Ch. Just. I then did use the person of your fatheV; The image of his power lay then in me: And in th^ administration of his law, While I was busy for the commonwealth, Your Highness pleased to forget my place, The majesty and pow'r of law and justice, The image of the King whom I presented j And struck me in my very seat of Judgment: Whereon, as an offender to your fattier, I gave bold way to my authority,* And did commit you. If the deed were ill, Be you contented, wearing now the garland, To have a son set your decrees at nought: To pluck down justice 'from your awful bench, To trip the course of law, and blunt the sw.x»rd • That guards the peace and safety of your person: Nay more, to spurh at your most royal image, And mock your working in a second body. Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours;
Be now the fatiher, and propose A son;
P. Henry. You are right, Justice, and you weigh this
Therefore stffl bear the baiafcce and the sword Jl