Shakespeare - First Folio facsimile (1910)/As You Like It/Act 2 Scene 5

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Scena Quinta.


Enter, Amyens, Iaques, & others.


Song.

Vnder the greene wood tree,

who loues to lye with mee,
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.
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.
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.
Nay, I care not for their names, they owe mee nothing. Wil you sing?

Amy.
More at your request, then to please my selfe.

Iaq.
Well then, if euer I thanke any man, Ile thanke you: but that they cal complement is like th'encounter 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, 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
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,
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.
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,
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 circle. 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.