Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn 128
And give it food. There is an old poor man,
Who after me hath many a weary step
Limp'd in pure love: till he be first suffic'd,
Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger, 132
I will not touch a bit.
Duke S.Go find him out,
And we will nothing waste till you return.
Orl. I thank ye; and be bless'd for your good comfort! [Exit.]
Duke S. Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy: 136
This wide and universal theatre
Presents more woful pageants than the scene
Wherein we play in.
Jaq.All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players: 140
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. 144
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel,
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad 148
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation 152
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin'd,
132 Oppress'd: oppressed as he is
139 All . . . stage; cf. n.
143 seven ages; cf. n.
144 Mewling: crying feebly
150 pard: leopard
151 Jealous: suspicious, or, apprehensive
154 capon; cf. n.
