ACT 2, SCENE 5: The Forest.

Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and others.

                           SONG.

AMIENS: Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:                                              [5]
Here shall he see no enemy
But winter and rough weather.

JAQUES: More, more, I prithee, more.

AMIENS: It will make you melancholy, Monsieur
Jaques.                                                                                                           [10]

JAQUES: I thank it. More, I prithee, more. I can suck
melancholy out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs. More,
I prithee, more.

AMIENS: My voice is ragged: I know I cannot please
you.                                                                                                                [15]

JAQUES: I do not desire you to please me; I do desire
you to sing. Come, more; another stanzo: call you
'em stanzos?

AMIENS: What you will, Monsieur Jaques.

JAQUES: Nay, I care not for their names; they owe me                                [20]
nothing. Will you sing?

AMIENS: More at your request than to please myself.

JAQUES: Well then, if ever I thank any man, I'll thank
you; but that they call compliment is like the en-
counter of two dog-apes, and when a man thanks me                      [25]
heartily, methinks I have given him a penny and he
renders me the beggarly thanks. Come, sing; and you
that will not, hold your tongues.

AMIENS: Well, I'll end the song. Sirs, cover the while;
the duke will drink under this tree. He hath been all                      [30]
this day to look you.

JAQUES: And I have been all this day to avoid him. He
is too disputable for my company: I think of as many
matters as he, but I give heaven thanks and make no
boast of them. Come, warble, come.                                                     [35]

                           SONG.

Who doth ambition shun

[All together here.]

And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats
And pleased with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:                                              [40]
Here shall he see no enemy
But winter and rough weather.

JAQUES: I'll give you a verse to this note that I made
yesterday in despite of my invention.

AMIENS: And I'll sing it.                                                                                     [45]

JAQUES: Thus it goes:--

If it do come to pass
That any man turn ass,
Leaving his wealth and ease,
A stubborn will to please,                                                                      [50]
Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame:
Here shall he see gross fools as he,
An if he will come to me.

AMIENS: What's that 'ducdame'?

JAQUES: 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a                                    [55]
circle. I'll go sleep, if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail against all
the first-born of Egypt.

AMIENS: And I'll go seek the duke: his banquet is
prepared.

[Exeunt severally.]


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