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 fold;
Go with me. If you like upon report,
The foil, the profit, and this kind of life,
I will your very faithful feeder be;
And buy it with your gold right fuddenly.

SCENE V.

Enter Amiens, Jaques, and others.
SONG.

Under the greenwood tree,

Who loves to lie with me,

And tune his merry note,

Unto the fweet bird's throat,

Come hither, come hither, come hither:

Here fhall he fee

No enemy

But winter and rough weather.

JAQ More, more, I pr'ythee more.

[Exeunt.

AMI. It will make you melancholy, monfieur Jaques. JAQ. I thank it-more, I pr'ythee more. I can fuck melancholy out of a fong, as a weazel fucks eggs: more, I pr'ythee, more.

AMI. My voice is rugged; I know, I cannot please you. JAQ I do not defire you to please me, I do defire you to fing; come, come, another stanzo; call you 'em ftanzo's? AMI. What you will, monfieur Jaques.

JAQ 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, fing; and you that will not, hold your tongues.

AMI. Well, I'll end the fong. 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 difputable for my company: I think of as many matters as he, but I give heav'n thanks, and make no boast of them. -Come, warble, come.

SONG.

Who doth ambition fhun,
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 fhall he fee

No enemy

But winter and rough weather.

JAQ I'll give thee a verse to this note, that I made yefter

day in defpight of my invention.

AMI. And I'll fing it.

JAQ. Thus it goes.

If it do come to pass,

- That any man turn afs;

Leaving his wealth and ease

A ftubborn will to please,

Duc-ad-me, duc-ad-me, duc-ad-me.

Here fhall he fee

Grofs fools as he,

An' if he will come to me.

AMI. What's that duc-ad-me?

JAQ 'tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a circle. -I'll go to fleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail against all the first born of Egypt.

AMI. And I'll go feek the duke: his banquet is prepar'd. [Exeunt, feverally.

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 mafter.

OLLA. Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee?

live a little; comfort a little; chear thyfelf 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 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 faidthou look'ft cheerly; and I'll be with you quickly. Yet thou lieft in the bleak air; come, I will bear thee to fome fhelter, 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 fen. and lords.

[A table fet out.

DUKE fen. 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 fong.

DUKE SEN. If he, compact of jars, grow musical,
We fhall have fhortly discord in the spheres.
Go, feek him. Tell him, I would speak with him.
Enter Jaques.

I LORD. He faves my labour, by his own approach.
DUKE fen. Why, how now, Monfieur, 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' 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, And rail'd on lady Fortune in good terms,

In good fet terms-and yet a motley fool.

Good morrow, fool, quoth I-No, fir, 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 wifely, it is ten o'clock:

Thus we may fee, quoth he, how the world wags:

"Tis but an hour ago fince it was nine,

And after one hour more 'twill be eleven;
And fo 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 fhould be fo deep contemplative:
And I did laugh, fans intermiffion,
An hour by his dial. O noble fool,
A worthy fool-motley's the only wear.
DUKE fen. 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!
I am ambitious for a motley coat.

DUKE fen. Thou fhált 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 wife. 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 gauled with my folly,

They most must laugh: and why, Sir, muft they fo?
The Why is plain, as way to parish church;

He, whom a fool doth very wifely hit,
Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
Not to feem fenfelefs of the bob. If not,
The wife man's folly is anatomiz'd
Even by the fquandring glances of a fool.
Inveft me in my motley, give me leave