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As You Like It, II. vii

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.

Duke S. 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 S. 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.

First Lord. He saves my labour by his own approach.

Duke S. Why, how now, monsieur! what a life is this,

That your poor friends must woo your company?

What, you look merrily!

Jaq. A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' the 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,

 4 hearing of: listening to

5 compact of jars: made up of discords

6 spheres; cf. n.

13 motley: i.e., in the parti-colored dress of a professional jester

16 rail'd Fortune; cf. n. 