If it do come to pa.s.s That any man turn a.s.s, Leaving his wealth and ease A stubborn will to please, 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 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 prepar"d.
Exeunt severally
SCENE VI.
The forest
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. Farewell, kind master.
ORLANDO. Why, how now, Adam! No greater heart in thee? Live a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little. If this uncouth forest yield anything 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 sake be comfortable; hold death awhile at the arm"s end. I will here be with thee presently; and if I bring thee not something to eat, I will give thee leave to die; but if thou diest before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said!
thou look"st cheerly; and I"ll be with thee 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 anything in this desert. Cheerly, good Adam! Exeunt
SCENE VII.
The forest
A table set out. Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and LORDS, like outlaws
DUKE SENIOR. I think he be transform"d into a beast; For I can nowhere find him like a man.
FIRST LORD. My lord, he is but even now gone hence; Here was he merry, hearing of a song.
DUKE SENIOR. 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
FIRST LORD. He saves my labour by his own approach.
DUKE SENIOR. Why, how now, monsieur! what a life is this, That your poor friends must woo your company?
What, you look merrily!
JAQUES. A fool, a fool! I met a fool i" th" forest, A motley fool. A miserable world!
As I do live by food, I met a fool, Who laid him down and bask"d him in the sun, And rail"d on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms- and yet a motley fool.
"Good morrow, fool," quoth I; "No, sir," 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-l.u.s.tre eye, Says very wisely, "It is ten o"clock; Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the world wags; "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 n.o.ble fool!
A worthy fool! Motley"s the only wear.
DUKE SENIOR. What fool is this?
JAQUES. 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 biscuit After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm"d With observation, the which he vents In mangled forms. O that I were a fool!
I am ambitious for a motley coat.
DUKE SENIOR. Thou shalt have one.
JAQUES. It is my only suit, 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 galled with my folly, They most must laugh. And why, sir, must they so?
The why is plain as way to parish church: He that a fool doth very wisely hit Doth very foolishly, although he smart, Not to seem senseless of the bob; if not, The wise man"s folly is anatomiz"d Even by the squand"ring glances of the 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 SENIOR. Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do.
JAQUES. What, for a counter, would I do but good?
DUKE SENIOR. Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin; For thou thyself hast been a libertine, As sensual as the brutish sting itself; And all th" embossed sores and headed evils That thou with license of free foot hast caught Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world.
JAQUES. 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 wearer"s 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 she such is her neighbour?
Or what is he of basest function That says his bravery is not on my cost, Thinking that I mean him, but therein suits His folly to the mettle of my speech?
There then! how then? what then? Let me see wherein My tongue hath wrong"d him: if it do him right, Then he hath wrong"d himself; if he be free, Why then my taxing like a wild-goose flies, Unclaim"d of any man. But who comes here?
Enter ORLANDO with his sword drawn
ORLANDO. Forbear, and eat no more.
JAQUES. Why, I have eat none yet.
ORLANDO. Nor shalt not, till necessity be serv"d.
JAQUES. Of what kind should this c.o.c.k come of?
DUKE SENIOR. Art thou thus bolden"d, man, by thy distress?
Or else a rude despiser of good manners, That in civility thou seem"st so empty?
ORLANDO. You touch"d my vein at first: the th.o.r.n.y point Of bare distress hath ta"en from me the show Of smooth civility; yet am I inland bred, And know some nurture. But forbear, I say; He dies that touches any of this fruit Till I and my affairs are answered.
JAQUES. An you will not be answer"d with reason, I must die.
DUKE SENIOR. What would you have? Your gentleness shall force More than your force move us to gentleness.
ORLANDO. I almost die for food, and let me have it.
DUKE SENIOR. Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table.
ORLANDO. Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you; I thought that all things had been savage here, And therefore put I on the countenance Of stern commandment. But whate"er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; If ever you have look"d on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll"d to church, If ever sat at any good man"s feast, If ever from your eyelids wip"d a tear, And know what "tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be; In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
DUKE SENIOR. True is it that we have seen better days, And have with holy bell been knoll"d to church, And sat at good men"s feasts, and wip"d our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engend"red; And therefore sit you down in gentleness, And take upon command what help we have That to your wanting may be minist"red.
ORLANDO. Then but forbear your food a little while, Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn, And give it food. There is an old poor man Who after me hath many a weary step Limp"d in pure love; till he be first suffic"d, Oppress"d with two weak evils, age and hunger, I will not touch a bit.
DUKE SENIOR. Go find him out.
And we will nothing waste till you return.
ORLANDO. I thank ye; and be blest for your good comfort!
Exit DUKE SENIOR. Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy: This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in.
JAQUES. All the world"s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse"s arms; Then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress" eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon"s mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin"d, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper"d pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well sav"d, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Re-enter ORLANDO with ADAM
DUKE SENIOR. Welcome. Set down your venerable burden, And let him feed.
ORLANDO. I thank you most for him.
ADAM. So had you need; I scarce can speak to thank you for myself.
DUKE SENIOR. Welcome; fall to. I will not trouble you As yet to question you about your fortunes.
Give us some music; and, good cousin, sing.
SONG Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man"s ingrat.i.tude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly.
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot; Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend rememb"red not.
Heigh-ho! sing, &c.