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Act 2 scene 7
Jacques:
A fool, a fool! I met a fool i'th'forest,
A motley fool -- a miserable world! --
As I do live by food, I met a fool,
Who laid him down and basked him in the sun,
And railed on Lady Fortune in good terms,
In good wet terms, and yet a motley fool....
`Good morrow, fool' quoth I: `No, sir,'quoth he,
`Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune.'
And then he drew a dial from his poke,
And looking on it with a lack-lustre eye,
Says very wisely, `It is ten o'clock:
Thus we may see,' quoth he, `how the world wags:
'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine,
And after one more hour 'twill be eleven,
And so from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe,
And then from hour to hour, we rot, and rot --
And thereby hangs a tale.'... When I did hear
The motley fool thus moral on the time,
My lungs began to crow like chanticleer,
That fools should be so deep - contemplative;
And I did laugh, sans intermission,
An hour by his dial... O noble fool!
O worthy fool! Motley's the only wear.