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Joq. I'll give thee a verse to this note, that I made yesterday in despight of my

invention. Ami And I'll sing it. Jaq. Thus it goes.

If it do come to pass
That any man turn ass ;
Leaving his wealth and ease
A siubborn will to please,
Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame ti

Here shall be fee

Gross fools as be
An' if he will come to me,

Ami. What's that ducdame? Jaq. 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a circle.--I'll go to sleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail against all the first-born of Egypt.

Ami. And I'll go seek the Duke: his banquet is prepar’d.

[Exeunt, fever ally.

That is,

* Old Edition, to live. reads, duc ad me.

† For ducdame Sir T. Hanmer, bring him to me, yery acutely and judiciously,

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Enter Orlando and Adam.

Adam. Dear master, 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 thyself 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 faid-thou look'st cheerly, and I'll be with you 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 Desert. Cheerly, good Adam.



Ancther part of the Forest. Enter Duke Sen. and Lords. [A Table set out. Duke Sen. I think, he is transformed into a beaft, 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,
We shall have shortly discord in the spheres.
Go seek him. Tell him, I would speak with him,

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 !


look merrily. Jaq. A fool, a fool ;-I met a fool i'ch' forest, A motley foolma miserable world -As I do live by food, I met a fool, Who laid him down and balk'd him in the fun, And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms-and yet a motley foo). Good-morrow, fool, quoch I—No, Sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, 'till heav'n 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 a-clock; Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world w-gs : 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill 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,

2 A motley feel; A miferable change we make so great as apWORLD.] What! because he pears at first fight. met a morley fool, was it there

WARBURTON. fore a miserable world ? This is I see no need of changing world fadly blundered; we should read, to varlet, nor, if a change were

necessary, can I guess how it a miferable VARLET, fhould be certainly known that

varler is the true word. A mifeHis head is altogether running rable world is a parenthetical exon this fool, bath before and af- clamation, frequently among ter these words, and here he calls melancholy men, and natural to him a mifereble varlet, notwith- Jaques at the fight of a fool, or kanding he railed an lady fortune at the hearing of reflections on in good terms, &c. Nor is the the fragility of life,

A worthy


A worthy fool-motley's the only wear.

Duke Sen. What fool is this?

Faq. 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 bisket After a voyage, he hath strange places crammid With observation, the which he vents In mangled forms. O that I were a fool! I an ambitious for a motley coat.

Duke Sen. Thou shalt have one.

Jog. It is my only suit 3 ; 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 gauled with my folly, They most must laugh; and why, Sir, must they fo? The why is plain, as way to parish church; He4, whom a fool doth very wisely hit, Doth very foolishly, although he smart, Not to feem fenfeless of the bob. If not The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd Even by the squandring glances of a fool,



3 Only suit.] Suit means pe- which I have supplyed, were eitition, I believe, not dress. ther by Accident wanting in the 4 He, whom a Fool doth very Manuscript Copy, 'or by Inadwiftly hit,

vertence were left out. Doth very foolishly, although he

THEOBALD. Smart, Seem senseless of the bob. If If not, &c.] Unless men

not, &c.] Besides that the have the prudence not to appear third Verfeis defective one whole touched with the farcasms of a Foot in Measure the Tenour of Jefter, they subject themselves to what Jaques continues to say, and his power, and the wise man will the reasoning of the Passage, have his folly anatomised, that is, shew it is no less defective in the dissected and laid open by the Sense. There is no doubt, but Squandring glance; or random shots the two little Monofyllables, of a fool.


Invest me in my motley, give me leave
To speak my mind, and I will through and through
Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world,
If they will patiently receive my medicine.
Duke Sen. Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst

do. Jaq. What, for a counter, would I do but good ? Duke Sen. Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding

For thou thyself haft been a libertine.
As sensual as the brutish fting itselfs ;
And all the embossed sores and headed evils,
That thou with licence of free foot haft caught,
Would'st 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 very 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 fhe, such is her neighbour ?
Or what is he of baseft function,
That says, his bravery is not on my cost;
Thinking, that I mean him ; but therein sutes
His folly to the metal of my speech ?
There then; how then? what then? let me fee

My tongue hath wrong’d; if it do him right,
Then he hath wrong'd himself; if he be free,
Why, then my taxing, like a wild goofe, flies
Unclaim'd of any man-But who comes here?

* As sensual as the brutish fling.) in this paffage, yet as it is a harsh Though the brutishing is capa. and unusual mode of speech, I ble of a fenfe not inconvenient fhould read the brutish lly.


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