Enter Duke senior, Amiens, and two or three Lords, like foresters. Duke S. Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, 10 Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Ami. Happy is your grace, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Duke S. Come, shall we go and kill us venison? First Lord. 20 Indeed, my lord, 30 Under an oak whose antique root peeps out Duke S. 40 But what said Jaques? Did he not moralize this spectacle? First Lord. O, yes, into a thousand similes. First, for his weeping into the needless stream; To that which had too much: " then, being there alone, Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends, ""Tis right," quoth he; "thus misery doth part The flux of company: anon a careless herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him 50 And never stays to greet him; "Ay," quoth Jaques, "Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens; 60 'Tis just the fashion: wherefore do you look Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?" Thus most invectively he pierceth through The body of the country, city, court, Yea, and of this our life, swearing that we Are mere usurpers, tyrants, and what's worse, To fright the animals and to kill them up In their assign'd and native dwelling-place. Duke S. And did you leave him in this contemplation? Sec. Lord. We did, my lord, weeping and commenting Upon the sobbing deer. Duke S. Show me the place: First Lord. I'll bring you to him straight. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A room in the palace. Enter Duke Frederick, with Lords. Duke F. Can it be possible that no man saw them? It cannot be some villains of my court |