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My master is of churlih difpofition,
And little wreaks to find the way to heav'n
By doing deeds of hospitality:
Besides, his coate, his flocks, and bounds of feed
Are now on sale, and at our sheep-coate now,
By reason of his absence, there is nothing

will feed on; but what is, come see;
And in my voice most welcome shall


be. Roj. What is he, that shall buy his flock and pasture?

Cor. That young swain, that you saw here but ere while,
That little cares for buying any thing.

Roj. I pray thee, if it stand with honesty,
Buy thou the cottage, fafture, and the flock,
And thou shalt have to pay for it of us.

Cel. And we will mend thy wages.
I like this place, and willingly could waste
My time in it.

Cor. Affuredly the thing is to be sold ;
Go with me; if you like, upon report,
The foil, the profi:, and this kind of life,
I will your very faithful feeder be;
And bay it with your gold right suddenly.

SCENE changes to a desart Part of the


Enter Amiens, Jaques, and others

Under the green-wood tree,
Who loves to lie with me,
And tune his merry note,
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:

Here shall he fee

No enemy,

But winter and rough weather.
Ing. More, more, I prythee, mose.

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Ami. It will make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaquela

Jag. I thank it; more, I pr’ythee, more; I can fuck
melancholy out of a song, as a weazle sucks eggs: more,
I pr’ythee, more.
Ami. My voice is rugged; I know, I cannot please you.

Jaq. I do not desire you to please me, I do desire you to ling; come, come, another stanzo; call you 'em fanzo's?

Ami. What you will, Monsieur Jaques.

Faq. Nay, I care not for their names, they owe me nothing.--Will you fing? Ami. More at your request, than to please myself

. Jaq. Well then, if ever I thank any man, i'll thank you; but that, they call compliments, is like the encounter of two dog-apes. And when a man thanks me heartily, methinks, I have given him a penny, and he renders me. the beggarly thanks. Come, sing; and you that will not, hold your tongues.

Aru. Well, I'll end the song, 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 disputable for my company : I think of as many matiers as he, but I give heav'n thanks, and make ao boalt of them. Come, warble, come.

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Who doth ambition Thun,
And loves to lie i'th' fun,
Seeking the food he eats,
And pleas'd with what he gets ;.
Come hither, come hither, come hither ;;

Here shall he fee

No enemy,

But winter and rough weather. Faq. I'll give you a verse to this note, that I made. yesterday in despight of my invention,

umi. And I'll sing it. Yuq. Thus it goes.


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If it do come to pass,
That any man turn ass ;
Leaving his wealth and ease
A stubborn will to please,
Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame ;

Here shall he see

Gross fools as he,
And if he will come to me.

Ami What's that ducdame?

Yaq. 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a circle. I'll

go sleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail against all the firf-born of Egypt.

Ami. And i'll go seek the Duke: his banquet is prepar’d.

EExeuni, feverello, Enter Orlando and Adam. Adam. Dear. master, I can go no further; 0, I die for food! here lie I down, and measure out my grave. Farewel, kind master,

Orla. Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee! live a little; comfort a little ; cheer thyself a little. If this uncouth foreit yield any thing favage, I will either be food for it, or bring it for food to thee: thy conceit is. nearer deach, than thy powers. For my fake be confortable, hold death a while at the arm's end; I will be here with thee presently, and if I bring thee not something to eat, I'll give thee leave to die. But if thou. dieit before I come, thou art a mocker of


labour.. Well said, thou look'st cheerly. And I'll be with thee quickly; yet thou lieft in the bleak air. Come, I will bear thee to some shelter, and thou shalt not die for lack. of a dinner, if there live any thing in this delart. Cheerly, good Adam.

(Exeunt. Enter Duke Sen, and Lords. [A table set out. Duke Sen. I think, he is transform'd into a bealt, 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 musical,
We shall have shortly discord in the spheres:
Go, seek him; tell him, I would speak with him,

En:er Jaques.
1 Lord. He faves my labour by his own approach.

Duke Sen. Why, how now, Monsieur, what a life is this, That your poor friends must woo your company? What! you look merrily.

Jaq. A fool, a fool; I met a fool i'th' forest, A motley fool; a miserable world! 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 motiey fool. Good-morrow, fool, quosh 1: No, Sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, 'till heaven hath sent me fortune; And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-luftre eye, Says, very wisely, it is ten a clock: Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world wags : 'Tis but an hour ago Ginee 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 fool ihus moral on the time, My lungs began to crow like chanticleer, That fools should be so deep contemplative :. And I did laugh, fans intermiflion, An hour by his dial. O noble fool, A worthy fool! motley's the only wear

Duke Sen. What fool is this?!

Faq. O worthy fool! one that hath been a courtier,
And says, if Ladies, be but

and fair,
They have the gift to know it: And in his brain,
Which is as dry as the remainder bisket
After a voyage, he hath strange places cram'd
With observation, the which he vents
In mangled forms. O that I were a fool!


Jam ambitious for a motley coat.

Duke Sen. Thou shalt have one.

Jaq. It is my only fuit; Provided, that you weed your better judgments Of all opinion, that grows rank in them, That I am wise. I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please, for fo fools have; And they that are most gauled with my folly, They moft muft laugh. And why, Sir, mult they fo? The why is plain, as way to parish church; (12) He, whom a fool doth 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 squandring glances of a fool. Inveft 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 Sen. Fy on thee! I can tell what thou woulda da Jaq. What, for a counter, would I do but good ?

Duke Sen. Most mischievous foul fin, in chiding fin: For thou thyself haft been a libertine, As sensual as the brutish iting itself; And all th' embossed sores and headed evils, That thou with licence of free foot haft caught, Would'At thou disgorge into the general world.

Jag. Why, who cries out on pride, That can cherein tax any private party? Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea, 'Till that the very very means do ebb? What woman in the I name, (12) He, whom a fool doth very wisely bit,

Doth very foolishly, although be smart,

Seem senseless of the bzb. if noi, c) Bolides that the thief verse is defective one whole fuos in measure, the tenour of what qua continues to say, and the reasoning of the parlage, the: it is no leis defective in the sense. There is no doubt, but the two litte mono. fyllables, which I have fupply'd, were either by accident wanting in the Manuscript copy, or by inadvertence were left out at grijs.



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