How many actions most ridiculous Car. Into a thousand that I have forgotten. Or if thou hast not fat as I do now, Or if thou haft not broke from company, C. And I mine: I remember, when I was in love, I broke my fword upon a stone, and bid him take that for coming o' nights to Jane Smile: and I remember the kiffing of her battlet, and the cow dugs that her pretty chopp'd hands had mik'd: and I remember the wooing of a peafcod instead of her; from whom I took two cods 2, and, giving her them again, faid with weeping tears, Hear those for my fake. We, that are true lovers, run into itrange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, fo is all nature in love mortal 3 in folly. R. Thou speak'ft wifer, than thou art 'ware of. Cla. Nay, I fhall ne'er be aware of mine own wit, till I break my thins against it. Rg. Jove! Jove! this thepherd's paffion is much upon my fashion. Ch. And mine; but it grows formething ftale with me. Cl. I pray you, one of you queftion yon man, If he for gold will give us any food; I faint almost to death. C. Hoila; you, clown! Ref. Peace, fool; he's not thy kinsman. Ch. Your betters, fir. Cor. Elfe they are very wretched. R. Peace, I fay:-Good even to you, friend. By reafon of his abfence, there is nothing Cor. That young fwain, that you faw here but That little cares for buying any thing. Rof. I pray thee, if it itand with honesty, Gel. And we will mend thy wages: I like this place, Cor. Affuredly, the thing is to be fold: Enter Amiens, Jaques, and others. No enemy, But winter and rough weather. Jaq. More, more, I pr'ythee, more. faq. 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, more; another ftanza; Call you 'em ftanzas ? Ami. What you will, monfieur Jaques. Cer. And to you, gentle fir, and to you all. Jag. Nay, I care not for their naines; they owe Cor. Fair fir, I pity her, And with for her fake, more than for mine own, But I am shepherd to another man, And little recks to find the way to heaven Befides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed Ami. More at your request, than to please myself. faq. Well then, if ever I thank any man, I'll thank you: but that they call compliment, 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 drink 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 heaven 1 An inftrument with which wafher-women beat their coarse cloaths. 2 Peafoods is a term fill in ufe in Staffordshire for peas as they are brought to market. 3 That is, abundant in folly, In tome counties, mortal, from mort, a great quantity, is ftill used as a particle of amplification; as mortal tall, mortal little. thanke thanks, and make no boaft of them. Came, warble, come. Who doth ambition fhun, [All together bere. And pleas'd with what he gets, Come hither, come bithor, come hither; No enemy, Eut winter and rough weather. Enter Jaques. 1 Lord. He faves my labour by his own approach. That your poor friends must woo your company? Jag. A fool, a fool ! I met a fool i' the forest, A motley 4 fool,-a miferable world!- Who laid him down, and bafk'd him in the fun, faq. I'll give you a verse to this note, that I made In good fet terms, and yet a motley fool. yesterday in defpight of my invention. Ani. And I'll fing it. Jaq. Thus it goes: If it do came to pass, That any man turn afs, Leaving his wealth and eafe, Aftubborn will to pleafe, Duc ad duc ad me, me, dic ad me; Here frall be fee Grofs feels as bi, An if he will come to me. a faq. 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into circle. I'll go fleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail against all the first-born of Egypt 2. Ani. And I'll go feek the duke; his banquet 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 master. [he, "Good-morrow, fool,” quoth I: "No, fir," quoth Tis but an hour ago, fince it was nine; [wags ; Orla. Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee? Live a little; comfort a little; cheer thy-In mangled forms :-O, that I were a fool ! After a voyage,--he hath strange places cramm'd feif a little: If this uncouth foreft yield any thing am anbitious for a motley coat. With obfervation, the which he vents 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 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! thou look'it cheerly: and I'll be with thee quickly. Yet thou lieft in the bleak air: Come, I will bear thee to fome fholter; and thou fhalt 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 Foreft. 1 Lord. My lord, he is but even now gone Provided, that you weed your better judgements Not to feem fenfelefs of the bob: if not, [do. 1 That is, bring him to me; alluding to the burthen of Amiens's fong: Come hither, come hither, come ither. 2 A proverbial expreffion for high-born perfons. i. e. made up of difcords. 4 i. e. parti-coloured fool, alluding to his coat. si. e. petition. For For thom thy felf haft been a libertine, 4. Why, who cries out on pride, That fays, his bravery is not on my coft, 4. Why, I have eat none yet. Bewered with reafon, I must die. And therefore fit you down in gentleness, Oria. Then but forbear your food a little while, Whiles, like a doc, I go to find my fawn, And give it food. There is an old poor man, Who after me hath many a weary ftep Limp'd in pure love, 'till he be firit fuffie'd,Opprefs'd with two weak evils, age, and hunger,I will not touch a bit. Duke Sen. Go find him out, And we will nothing watte till your return. comfort! [Exit. [happy: Duke Sen. Thou feeft, we are not all alone unThis wide and univerfal theatre Prefents more woful pageants than the fcene Wherein we play in. Jaq. All the word's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: And fo he plays his part: The fixth age fhifts Duke Jez. What would you have? Your gentle-His youthful hofe well fav'd, a world too wide nefs thail force, More than your force move us to gentleness. Vader the shade of melancholy boughs, de and neglect the creeping hours of time; if ever you have look'd on better days; Fever been where bells have knoll'd to church; ever fat at any good man's feaft; I ever from your eye-lids wip'd a tear, And know what 'tis to pity, and be pitied; Let gentleness my ftrong enforcement be: Lathe which hope, I bluth, and hide my fword. Dake Sen. True is it, that we have feen better days; And have with holy bell been knoil'd to church; And fat at good men's feafts; and wip'd our eyes Cdrops that facred pity hath engender'd; For his thrunk thank; and his big manly voice, O. l. I thank you most for him. I fcarce can speak to thank you for myself. [you S 0 N G. As man's ingratitude; Nurture means education, i. e. at your own command. 3 i. e. trite, common inftances, accord. ing to Mr. Steevens, Heigh bo! fing, beigh ho! unto the green bolly: As benefits forgot: Heigh ho! fing, &c. Duke Sen. If that you were the good fir Row- As you have whifpered faithfully, you were; Duke. ACT SCENE I. The Palace. Enter Duke, Lords, and Oliver. OT fee him fince? Sir, fir, that NOT But were I not the better part made mercy, Thy lands, and all things that thou doft call thine, III. Cor. And how like you this thepherd's life, mafter Touchitone? Clo. Truly, shepherd, in refpect of itself, it is a good life; but in refpect that it is a fhepherd's life, it is naught. In refpect that it is folitary, I like it very well; but in refpect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in refpect it is in the fields, it pleafeth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a fpare life, look you, it fits my humour well; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach. Haft any philofophy in thee, thepherd ? Cor. No more, but that I know, the more one Oli. Oh, that your highnafs knew my heart in fickens, the worfe at eafe he is; and that he that this: I never lov'd my brother in my life. wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends:-That the property of rain is to wet, Duke. More villain thou.-Well, push him out and fire to burn :-That good pafture makes fat Orla. Hang there, my verfe, in witnefs of my egg, all on one fide. love: And thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, furvey And in their barks my thoughts I'll character; Cor. For not being at court? Your reafon. Clo. Why, if thou never waft at court, thou never faw'ft good manners; if thou never faw'st good manners, then thy manners must be wicked; and wickedness is fin, and fin is damnation: Thou art in a parlous 5 ftate, fhepherd. Cor. Not a whit, Touchitone: thofe, that are good manners at the court, are as ridiculous in the I i. e. turn, or change them from their natural state. 2 To make an extent of lands, is a legal phrafe, from the words of a writ (extendi facias) whereby the fheriff is directed to cause certain lands to be appraised to their full extended value, before he delivers them to the perfon entitled under a recognizance, &c. 3 i. e. cxpeditioufly. 4 inexpreflible. 5 perilous. country's country, as the behaviour of the country is most mockable at the court. You told me, you falute not at the court, but you kifs your hands; that courtely would be uncleanly, if courtiers were hepherds. Cto. Inftance, briefly; come, inftance. Cor. Why, we are ftill handling our ewes; and their fells you know are greafy. Clo. Why, do not your courtiers' hands sweat ? and is not the greafe of a mutton as wholefome as the fweat of a man? Shallow, fhallow: A better itance, I fay; come. Car. Befides, our hands are hard. C. Your lips will feel them the fooner. Shallow again: A more founder inftance, come. Cer. And they are often tarr'd over with the fargery of our sheep; And would you have us kiis tur? The courtier's hands are perfumed with ci vet. Cla. Moft fhallow man! Thou worms-meat, in refpect of a good piece of flesh :-indeed!--Learn of the wife, and perpend: Civet is of a bafer birth Mend than tar; the very uncleanly flux of a cat. the inftance, fhepherd. Cor. You have too courtly a wit for me: I'll reft. Cl. Wilt thou reft damn'd? God help thee, fhallow man! God make incifion in thee I thou art raw. Car. Sir, I am a true labourer; I earn that I dinners, and fuppers, and fleeping hours excepted: Clo. For a tafte : "If a hart do lack a hind, "He that sweetest rofe will find, "Muft find love's prick, and Rofalind." This is the very falfe gallop of verfes; Why do you infect yourself with them? Rof. Peace, you dull fool; I found them on a tree. Clo. Truly, the tree yields bad fruit. Ref. I'll graff it with you, and then I fhall graff it with a medlar: then it will be the earlieft fruit i' the country; for you'll be rotten ere you be half ripe, and that's the right virtue of the mediar. Clo. You have faid; but whether wifely or no, let the foreft judge. Enter Celia, with a writing. Rof. Peace! eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate; envy no] Here comes my fifter, reading; ftand afide. man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm: and the greatest of my pride is, to fee my ewes graze, and my lambs fuck. Clo. That is another fimple fin in you; to bring the ewes and rams together, and to offer to get your living by the copulation of cattle: to be bawd to a bell-wether; and to betray a the-lamb of a twelvemonth to a crooked-pated, old, cuckoldly ram, out of all reasonable match. If thou be'ft not damn'd for this, the devil himself will have no fhepherds; I cannot fee elfe how thou fhouldft| 'ícape. Cor. Here comes young Mr. Ganimed, my new miftrefs's brother. Enter Rofalind with a paper. Ref." From the east to western Ind, "No jewel is like Rofalind. "Her worth, being mounted on the wind, "Let no face be kept in mind, "But the fair 2 of Rofalind. Clo. I'll rhime you fo, eight years together; Cel. "Why fhould this defert filent be? "That fhall civil 3 favings show. "Runs his erring pilgrimage; ""Twixt the fouls of friend and friend: "But upon the faireft boughs, "Or at every fentence' end, "Teaching all that read, to know "Sad 5 Lucretia's modefty. I Dr. Warburton fays, To make incifion was a proverbial expreffion then in vogue for, to make to understand; while Mr. Steevens thinks, that it alludes to the common expreflion, of cutting fuch a one for the fimples. 2 Fair means beauty, complexion. 3 Civil is here ufed in the fame fenfe as when we 4 The commentators are much divided in their tay civil life, in oppofition to the ftate of nature. opinions on our author's meaning in this line. Dr. Johnfon is of opinion, that Shakspeare feems here to have mistaken fome other character for that of Atalanta. Mr. Tollet thinks, the poet may perhaps mean her beauty, and graceful elegance of fhape, which he would prefer to her fwiftnefs; or that it may allude probably to her being a maiden; while Mr. Farmer supposes Atalanta's better part is her wit, i, e. the swiftness of her mind. 5 i. e. grave or fober. "Thus |