And buy it with your gold right suddenly. [Exeunt. SCENE V. Another Part of the Forest. Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and others. Ami. I Under the greenwood tree Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Jaq. More, more! I prithee, more. Ami. It will make you mel ancholy, Monsieur Jaques. Jaq. I thank it. More! I prithee, more. I can suck melancholy out of a song as a weasel sucks eggs. More! prithee, more. I Ami. My voice is ragged; I know I cannot please you. Jaq. I do not desire you to please me; I do desire you to sing. Come, more; another stanzo. Call you 'em stanzos? Ami. What you will, Monsieur Jaques. Jaq. Nay, i care not for their names; they owe me nothing. Will you sing? 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 penny and he renders me the beggarly thanks. Come, sing; and you that will not, hold your tongues. Ami. Well, I'll end the song. Sirs, cover the while; the duke will drink under this tree. He hath been all this day to look you. Jag. 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. warble; come. All. Come, Who doth ambition shun, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Faq, I'll give you a verse to this note, that I made yesterday in despite of my invention. Ami. And I'll sing it. If it do come to pass |