Scene Five
[Another Part of the Forest]
Enter Amiens, Jaques, and Others.
Song.
Ami. 'Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat, 4
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.' 8
Jaq. More, more, I prithee, more.
Ami. It will make you melancholy, Monsieur
Jaques. 11
Jaq. I thank it. More! I prithee, more. I
can suck melancholy out of a song as a weasel
sucks eggs. More! I prithee, more.
Ami. My voice is ragged; I know I cannot
please you. 16
Jaq. I do not desire you to please me; I do
desire you to sing. Come, more; another stanzo:
call you them stanzos?
Ami. What you will, Monsieur Jaques. 20
Jaq. Nay, I care not for their names; they
owe me nothing. Will you sing?
Ami. More at your request than to please
myself. 24
Jaq. Well then,if ever I thank any man,I'll thank
you: but that they call compliment is like the en-
3 turn: compose; cf. n.
18 stanzo: stanza
21 names: i.e., their technical names
