As you like it.Ros.Peace I say; good euen to your friend.Cor.
[825]
And to you gentle Sir, and to you all.Ros.I prethee Shepheard, if that loue or goldCan in this desert place buy entertainment,Bring vs where we may rest our selues, and feed:Here's a yong maid with trauaile much oppressed,
[830]
And faints for succour.Cor.Faire Sir, I pittie her,And wish for her sake more then for mine owne,My fortunes were more able to releeue her:But I am shepheard to another man,
[835]
And do not sheere the Fleeces that I graze:My master is of churlish disposition,And little wreakes to finde the way to heauenBy doing deeds of hospitalitie.Besides his Coate, his Flockes, and bounds of feede
[840]
Are now on sale, and at our sheep‑coat nowBy reason of his absence there is nothingThat you will feed on: but what is, come see,And in my voice most welcome shall you be.Ros.What is he that shall buy his flocke and pasture
?Cor.
[845]
That yong Swaine that you saw heere but ere
while,
That little cares for buying any thing.Ros.I pray thee, if it stand with honestie,Buy thou the Cottage, pasture, and the flocke,And thou shalt haue to pay for it of vs.Cel.
[850]
And we will mend thy wages:I like this place, and willingly couldWaste my time in it.Cor.Assuredly the thing is to be sold:Go with me, if you like vpon report,
[855]
The soile, the profit, and this kinde of life,I will your very faithfull Feeder be,And buy it with your Gold right sodainly.Exeunt.
Scena Quinta.
[Act 2, Scene 5]
Enter, Amyens, Iaques, & others.Song.Vnder the greene wood tree,who loues to lye with mee,
[860]
And turne his merrie Note,vnto the sweet Birds throte:Come hither, come hither, come hither:Heere shall he see no enemie,But Winter and rough Weather.Iaq.
[865]
More, more, I pre'thee more.Amy.It will make you melancholly Monsieur
Iaques.
Iaq.I thanke it: More, I prethee more,I can sucke melancholly out of a song,As a Weazel suckes egges: More, I pre'thee more.Amy.
[870]
My voice is ragged, I know I cannot please
you.
Iaq.I do not desire you to please me,I do desire you to sing:Come, more, another stanzo: Cal you 'em stanzo's?Amy.What you wil Monsieur
Iaques.
Iaq.
you: but that they cal complement is like th'encounter
[880]
of two dog‑Apes. And when a man thankes me hartily,
me thinkes I haue giuen him a penie, and he renders me
the beggerly thankes. Come sing; and you that wil not
hold your tongues.
Amy.
Wel, Ile end the song. Sirs, couer the while,
[885]
the Duke wil drinke vnder this tree; he hath bin all this
day to looke you.
Iaq.And I haue bin all this day to auoid him:He is too disputeable for my companie:I thinke of as many matters as he, but I giue
[890]
Heauen thankes, and make no boast of them.Come, warble, come.Song. Altogether heere.Who doth ambition shunne,and loues to liue i'th Sunne:Seeking the food he eates,
[895]
and pleas'd with what he gets:Come hither, come hither, come hither,Heere shall he see. &c.Iaq.Ile giue you a verse to this note,That I made yesterday in despight of my Inuention.Amy.
[900]
And Ile sing it.Amy.Thus it goes.If it do come to passe, that any man turne Asse:Leauing his wealth and ease,A stubborne will to please,
[905]
Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame:Heere shall he see, grosse fooles as he,And if he will come to me.Amy.What's that Ducdame?Iaq.
'Tis a Greeke inuocation, to call fools into a cir
[910]
cle. Ile go sleepe if I can: if I cannot, Ile raile against all
the first borne of Egypt.
Amy.And Ile go seeke the Duke,His banket is prepar'd.Exeunt.
Scena Sexta.
[Act 2, Scene 6]
Enter Orlando, & Adam.Adam.Deere Master, I can go no further:
[915]
O I die for food. Heere lie I downe,And measure out my graue. Farwel kinde master.Orl.Why how now
Adam? No greater heart in thee:
Liue a little, comfort a little, cheere thy selfe a little.If this vncouth Forrest yeeld any thing sauage,
[920]
I wil either be food for it, or bring it for foode to thee:Thy conceite is neerer death, then thy powers.For my sake be comfortable, hold death a whileAt the armes end: I wil heere be with thee presently,And if I bring thee not something to eate,
[925]
I wil giue thee leaue to die: but if thou diestBefore I come, thou art a mocker of my labor.Wel said, thou look'st cheerely,And Ile be with thee quickly: yet thou liestIn the bleake aire. Come, I wil beare thee
[930]
To some shelter, and thou shalt not dieFor lacke of a dinner,If there liue any thing in this Desert.Cheerely good
Adam.
Exeunt
Scena Quinta.
[Act 2, Scene 5]
Enter, Amyens, Iaques, & others.Song.Vnder the greene wood tree,who loues to lye with mee,
[860]
And turne his merrie Note,vnto the sweet Birds throte:Come hither, come hither, come hither:Heere shall he see no enemie,But Winter and rough Weather.Iaq.
[865]
More, more, I pre'thee more.Amy.It will make you melancholly Monsieur
Iaques.
Iaq.I thanke it: More, I prethee more,I can sucke melancholly out of a song,As a Weazel suckes egges: More, I pre'thee more.Amy.
[870]
My voice is ragged, I know I cannot please
you.
Iaq.I do not desire you to please me,I do desire you to sing:Come, more, another stanzo: Cal you 'em stanzo's?Amy.What you wil Monsieur
Iaques.
Iaq.
[875]
Nay, I care not for their names, they owe mee
nothing. Wil
you sing?
A
More at your request, then to please my selfe.
ell then, if euer I thanke any man, Ile thanke
you: but that they cal complement is like th'encounter
[880]
of two dog‑Apes. And when a man thankes me hartily,
me thinkes I haue giuen him a penie, and he renders me
the beggerly thankes. Come sing; and you that wil not
hold your tongues.
Amy.
Wel, Ile end the song. Sirs, couer the while,
[885]
the Duke wil drinke vnder this tree; he hath bin all this
day to looke you.
Iaq.And I haue bin all this day to auoid him:He is too disputeable for my companie:I thinke of as many matters as he, but I giue
[890]
Heauen thankes, and make no boast of them.Come, warble, come.Song. Altogether heere.Who doth ambition shunne,and loues to liue i'th Sunne:Seeking the food he eates,
[895]
and pleas'd with what he gets:Come hither, come hither, come hither,Heere shall he see. &c.Iaq.Ile giue you a verse to this note,That I made yesterday in despight of my Inuention.Amy.
[900]
And Ile sing it.Amy.Thus it goes.If it do come to passe, that any man turne Asse:Leauing his wealth and ease,A stubborne will to please,
[905]
Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame:Heere shall he see, grosse fooles as he,And if he will come to me.Amy.What's that Ducdame?Iaq.
'Tis a Greeke inuocation, to call fools into a cir
[910]
cle. Ile go sleepe if I can: if I cannot, Ile raile against all
the first borne of Egypt.
Amy.And Ile go seeke the Duke,His banket is prepar'd.Exeunt.
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