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SCENE changes to a desart Part of the
Faq. More, more, I pr’ythce, more.
Jaques. Jaq. I thank it; more, I pr’ythực, more; I can fuck melancholy out of a Song, as a weazel sucks eggs; more, I prythee, 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 sing; come, come, another stanzo; call you 'em stanzo's?
Ami. What you will, Monsieur Jaques,
Faq. Nay, I care not for their names, they owe me nothing. Will you sing ? Ami. More at your request, than to please my
felf. 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, ling; and you that will not, hold your tongues
Ami. 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 matters as he, but I give heav'n thanks, and maké no boast of them. Come, warble, come.
But winter and rough weather, Faq. I'll give you a verse to this note, that I made yesterday in despight of my invention.
Ami. And I'll ling it.
If it do come to pass,
A ftubborn will to please,
Here fall be fee
Grofs fools as be,
And if be will come to me, Ami. What's that ducdame?
Faq. 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call' fools into a circle. I'll go fleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail 2gainft all the first-born of Egypt.
Ami. And I'll go seek the Duke: his banquet is prepar'd,
Enter Orlando and Adam.
Adam. Dear master, I can go no further ; O, I die for food! here lye 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 thy self a little. If this uncouth Forest yield any thing savage, I will either be food for it, or bring it for food to thee : thy conceit is nearer death, than thy powers. For my fake be comfortable, 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 diest before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said, thou look'st cheerly. And I'll be with thee quickly; yet thou liest 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 Desart. Cheerly, good
Enter. Duke Sen. and Lords. [Atable set out. Duke Sen. I think, he is transform'd into a beast, For I can no where find him like a man.
i 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,
Enter Jaques. i Lord. He saves 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,
Duke Sen. What fool is this?
Faq. O worthy fool! one that hath been a Courtier,
Duke Sen. Thou shalt have one,
Jaq. It is my only suit;
(12) He, whom a fool doth very wisely hit,
Duke Sen. Moft mischievous foul fin, in chiding fin:
Jaq. Why, who cries out on pride,
(12) He, whom a Fool doth very wisely bit,
Doth very foolishl, although he smart,
Seem fenfeless of the bob. If not, c. Besides that the third Verse is defective one whole Foot in Measure, the Tenour of what Jaques continues to say, and the Reasoning of the Passage, shew it is no lefs de fective in the Sense. 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 Presi.