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SCENE VI. The same.

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. Farewell, kind master.

Orl. Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee? Live a little ; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little: If this uncouth forest yield anything savage, I will either be food for it, or bring it for food to thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy powers. sake, be comfortable," hold death awhile at the arm's end : I will here be with thee presently; and if I bring thee not something to eat I will 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 anything in this desert. Cheerly, good Adam! (Exeunt.

For my

SCENE VII. - The same. A table set out. Enter Duke senior, Amiens, Lords,

and others. Duke s. I think he be transform'd into a beast; For I can nowhere 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 S. If he, compact b of jars, grow musical, We shall have shortly discord in the spheres :Go, seek him; tell him I would speak with him.

Enter JAQUES. 1 Lord. He saves my labour by his own approach. a Be comfortable-become susceptible of comfort.

o Compact-compounded, made up of.

Duke S. 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' the 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 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 poke : And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, “ It is ten o'clock": Thus we may see,” quoth he, “ how the world wags : 'T is but an hour ago, since it was nine; And after one hour more, 't will 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 thus moral on 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.--O noble fool! A worthy fool! Motley 's the only wear.

Duke S. What fool is this?

Jaq. O worthy fool !-One that hath been a courtier ; And says, if ladies be but young, and fair, They have the gift to know it: and in his brain,Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit After a voyage,-he hath strange places cramm'd With observation, the which he vents In mangled forms :-0, that I were a fool! I am ambitious for a motley coat.

Duke S. Thou shalt have one.


It is my only suit : 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 so fools have : 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 church : He that a fool doth very wisely hit Doth very foolishly, although he smart, [Not to] seem senseless of the bob:b if not, The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd Even by the squand'ring glances of the fool. Invest me in my motley; give me leave To speak my mind, and I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.

Duke S. Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do. Jaq. What, for a counter, would I do but good ?

Duke S. Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin :
For thou thyself hast been a libertine,
As sensual as the brutish sting itself';
And all the embossed sores, and headed evils,
That thou with licence of free foot hast caught,
Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world.

Jaq. Why, who cries out on pride,
That can therein tax any private party ?
Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea,
Till that the wearyo very means do ebb?
What woman in the city do I name
When that I say, The city-woman bears
The cost of princes on unworthy shoulders ?
Who can come in, and say that I mean her,
When such a one as she, such is her neighbour ?
a Suit-request.

b Bub-rap
.* Weary-exhausted.

Or what is he of basest function,
That says, his bravery a is not on my cost,
(Thinking that I mean him,) but therein suits
His folly to the mettle of my speech?
There then; How then? what then? Let me see wherein
My tongue hath wrong d him: if it do him right,
Then he hath wrong d himself; if he be free,
Why, then my taxing b like a wild goose flies,
Unclaim'd of any man.--

-But who comes here?
Enter ORLANDO, with his sword drawn.
Orl. Forbear, and eat no more.

Why, I have eat none yet.
Orl. Nor shalt not, till necessity he serv'd.
Jaq. Of what kind should this cock come of ?
Duke S. Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy dis-

Or else a rude despiser of good manners,
That in civility thou seem'st so empty ?

Orl. You touch'd my vein at first; the thomy point Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show Of smooth civility : yet am I inland bred, And know some nurture. But, forbear, I say: He dies that touches any of this fruit Till I and my affairs are answered,

Jaq. An you will not be answered with reason, I must die. Duke S. What would you have? Your gentleness

shall force,
More than your force move us to gentleness.

Orl. I almost die for food, and let me have it,
Duke S. Sit down and feed, and welcome to our

table. Orl. Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you : I thought that all things had been savage here ; a Bravery-finery • Taxing-censure, reproach.

6 Nurture-education.

And therefore put I on the countenance
Of stern commandment : But whate'er you are,
That in this desert inaccessible,
Under the shade of melancholy boughs,
Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ;
If ever you have look 'd on better days;
If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church;
If ever sat at any good man's feast ;
If ever from your eyelids wip'd a tear,
And know what 't is to pity and be pitied ;
Let gentleness my strong enforcement be:
In the which hope, 1 blush, and hide my sword.

Duke S. True is it that we have seen better days;
And have with holy bell been knoll'd to church ;
And sat at good men's feasts ; and wip'd our eyes
Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd :
And therefore sit you down in gentleness,
And take upon command* what help we have,
That to your wanting may be minister'd.

Orl. Then, but forbear your food a little while,
Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawr,
And give it food. There is an old poor man,
Who after me hath many a weary step
Limp'd in pure love ; till he be first suffied,
Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger,
I will not touch a bit.
Duke s.

Go, find him out,
And we will nothing waste till you return.
Orl. I thank ye : and be bless'd for your good com-
fort !

Duke S. Thou seest, we are not all alone unhappy :
This wide and universal theatre
Presents more woeful pageants than the scene
Wherein we play in.

All the world 's a stage,
Å Upon command-at your pleasure.
6 Weak evils causes of weakness.

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