SCENE VI. Enter Orlando and Adam. Adam. Dear mafter, I can go no further. O, 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 thyfelf a little. If this uncouth Foreft yield any thing favagé, 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 prefently, and if I bring thee not fomething 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 look'ft cheerly; and I'll be with you quickly. Yet thou lieft in the bleak air; come, I will bear thee to fome shelter, and thou fhalt not die for lack of a dinner, if there live any thing in this Defert. Cheerly, good Adam. [Exeunt. - thou SCENE VII. Another part of the FOREST. Enter Duke Sen. 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 Here was he merry, hearing of a Song. hence Duke Sen. If-he, compact of jars, grow mufical, Enter Jaques. 1 Lord. He faves my labour by his own approach. That your poor friends must woo your company? Ja. Jaq. A fool, a fool I met a fool i' th' foreft, Who laid him down and balk'd him in the fun, Thus may we fee, quoth he, how the world wags: is but an hour ago fince it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; An hour by his dial. O noble fool, A worthy fool-motley's the only wear. Faq. 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, After a voyage, he hath ftrange places cramm'd (2) A motley fool; a miferable WORLD-] What! because he met a motley fool, was it therefore a miserable world? This is fadly blundered ; we should read, a miferable VARLET. His head is altogether running on this fool, both before and after thefe words, and here he calls him a miferable varlet, notwithstanding he railed on lady fortune in good terms, &c. Nor is the change we make so great as appears at firft fight. WARBURTON. I fee no need of changing world to varlet, nor, if a change were neceffary, can I guess how it fhould be certainly known that warlet is the true word. A miferable world is a parenthetical exclamation, frequent among melancholy men, and natural to Jaques at the fight of a fool, or at the hearing of reflections on the fragility of life. With observation, the which he vents Duke Sen. Thou shalt have one. Provided, that you weed your better judgments To blow on whom I please for so fools have; 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. Most mischievous foul fin, in chiding fin : For thou thyself haft been a libertine, (3) Only fuit ;] Suit means petition, I believe, not dress. (4) He, whom a Fool doth very wifely bit, Doth very feolifbly, although he Smart, -Seem fenfeless of the bob. If not, &c.] Befides that the third Verse is defective one whole Foot-in Measure, the Tenour of what Jaques continues to fay, and the Reasoning of the Paffage, fhew it is no less defective in the Senfe. There is no doubt, but the two little Monofyllables, which I have fupplied, were either by Accident wanting in the Manufcript Copy, or "by Inadvertence were left out. THEOBALD. *If not, &c.] Unless men have the prudence not to appear touched with the farcafms of a Jefter, they subject themselves to his power, and the wife man will have his folly anatomifed, that is, diffected and laid open by the squandring glances or random shots of a fool. As As fenfual as the brutish fting itself (5) ; That fays, his bravery is not on my cost; There then how then? what then? let me fee wherein My tongue hath wrong'd him; if it do him right, Unclaim'd of any man But who comes here? Enter Orlando, with Sword drawn. Orla. Forbear, and eat no more. Faq. Why, I have eat none yet. Orla. Nor fhalt thou, 'till neceffity be ferv'd. diftrefs; Or elfe a rude defpifer of good manners, The thorny Of (5) As fenfual as the brutifb fling-] though the brutish fting is ca pable of a fenfe not inconvenient in this paffage, yet as it is a harfk and unusual mode of fpeech, Ifhould read the brutib fty. The thorny point (6) of Of bare diftrefs hath ta'en from me the fhew Be anfwered with reason, I must die. Duke Sen. What would you have? Your gentleness. fhall force, More than your force move us to gentleness, Orla. I almoft die for food, and let me have it? Duke Sen. Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table. Orla. Speak you fo gently ?-Pardon me, I pray you ; I thought, that all things had been favage here; Of ftern commandment. But whate'er you are, Under the fhade 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 eyelids wip'd a tear, my fword. Orla. Then but forbear your food a little while, Of Smooth civility;] We might read torn with more el gance, but elegance alone will not justify alteration. (7)Then take upon command what help we have,] It seems neceffary to read, then take upon demand what help, &c. that is, afk for what we can fupply, and have it. Whiles, |