Orla. Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee? Live a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little: If this uncouth foreft yield any thing favage, 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 dieft before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well faid! 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 defert. Cheerly, good Adam! Exeunt. SCENE VII. Another Part of the Forest. Enter Duke Senior and lords. [A table fet out. Duke Sen. I think he is transform'd into a beaft; For I can no where find him like a man. I Lord. My lord, he is but even now gone hence, Duke Sen. If he, 'compact of jars, grow musical, Enter Jaques, 1 Lord. He faves my labour by his own approach. Duke Sen. Why, how now, monfieur! what a life is this, That your poor friends muft woo your company? t compact of jars,]-compofed of difcords. What! What! you look merrily. Jaq. A fool, a fool?—I met a fool i' the foreft, A 'motley fool,-a miferable world! As I do live by food, I met a fool; Who laid him down, and bask'd him in the fun, In good fet terms, and yet a motley fool. Thus may we fee, quoth he, how the world wags: And after one bour more, 'twill be eleven ; A worthy fool! Motley's the only wear. Duke Sen. What fool is this? Jaq. O worthy fool!-One that hath been a courtier; And fays, 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 bisket After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd With obfervation, the which he vents In mangled forms :-O, that I were a fool! Duke Sen. Thou fhalt have one. Jaq. It is my only "fuit; Provided, that you weed your better judgments X Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please; for so fools have: He, that a fool doth very wifely hit, Doth very foolishly, although he smart, Even by the fquandring glances of the fool. To speak my mind, and I will through and through If they will patiently receive my medicine. Duke Sen. Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do. faq. What, for a counter, would I do, but good? Duke Sen. Moft mifchievous foul fin, in chiding fin: For thou thyself haft been a libertine, As fenfual as the brutish fting itself; And all the emboffed fores, and headed evils, а HENRY V, A&t I, S. 1. Cant. as the brutish fting-as the brute, whom kindly rage doth fting. 2fquandring]-random. That b That can therein tax any private party? с Doth it not flow as hugely as the fea, d That fays, his bravery is not on my cost, (Thinking that I mean him) but therein suits His folly to the metal of my speech? There then; How then? What then? Let me fee wherein Enter Orlando, with his fword drawn. Orla. Forbear, and eat no more. Orla. Nor fhall not, 'till neceffity be serv❜d. Duke Sen. Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy diftrefs; Or elfe a rude defpifer of good manners, That in civility thou feem'ft fo empty? Orla. You touch'd my vein at first; the thorny point Of bare diftrefs hath ta'en from me the fhew Of smooth civility: yet am I in-land bred, b tax]-can be faid to tax. d bravery]-finery. P 2 means]-to fupport it. e in-land bred,]-civilized. Jaq. Jaq. An you will not Be answered with reason, I must die. Duke Sen. What would you have? Your gentleness shall force, More than your force move us to gentleness. Orla. I almost die for food, and let me have it. Of ftern commandment: But whate'er you are, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lofe and neglect the creeping hours of time; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church; If ever from your eye-lids wip'd a tear, In the which hope, I blush, and hide my fword. Orla. Then but forbear your food a little while, Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn, f s upon demand ]-on asking for it-upon command. |