Speeches (Lines) for Amiens in "As You Like It"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 II / 1
  • Happy is your Grace,
    That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
    Into...
  • Happy is your Grace,
    That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
    Into so quiet and so sweet a style.
  • Duke. Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,
    Hath not old custom made this life more sweet
    Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods
    More free from peril than the envious court?
    Here feel we not the penalty of Adam,
    The seasons' difference; as the icy fang
    And churlish chiding of the winter's wind,
    Which when it bites and blows upon my body,
    Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say
    'This is no flattery; these are counsellors
    That feelingly persuade me what I am.'
    Sweet are the uses of adversity,
    Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
    Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
    And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
    Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
    Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
    I would not change it.

    Amiens. Happy is your Grace,
    That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
    Into so quiet and so sweet a style.

2 II / 5
  • Under the greenwood tree
    Who loves to lie with me,
    ...
  • Under the greenwood tree
    Who loves to lie with me,
    And turn his merry note
    Unto the sweet bird's throat,
    Come hither, come hither, come hither.
    Here shall he see
    No enemy
    But winter and rough weather.
  • Corin. Assuredly the thing is to be sold.
    Go with me; if you like upon report
    The soil, the profit, and this kind of life,
    I will your very faithful feeder be,
    And buy it with your gold right suddenly. Exeunt

    Amiens. Under the greenwood tree
    Who loves to lie with me,
    And turn his merry note
    Unto the sweet bird's throat,
    Come hither, come hither, come hither.
    Here shall he see
    No enemy
    But winter and rough weather.

3 II / 5
  • It will make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaques.
  • It will make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaques.
  • Jaques (lord). More, more, I prithee, more.

    Amiens. It will make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaques.

4 II / 5
  • My voice is ragged; I know I cannot please you.
  • My voice is ragged; I know I cannot please you.
  • Jaques (lord). I thank it. More, I prithee, more. I can suck melancholy
    out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs. More, I prithee, more.

    Amiens. My voice is ragged; I know I cannot please you.

5 II / 5
  • What you will, Monsieur Jaques.
  • What you will, Monsieur Jaques.
  • Jaques (lord). I do not desire you to please me; I do desire you to sing.
    Come, more; another stanzo. Call you 'em stanzos?

    Amiens. What you will, Monsieur Jaques.

6 II / 5
  • More at your request than to please myself.
  • More at your request than to please myself.
  • Jaques (lord). Nay, I care not for their names; they owe me nothing. Will
    you sing?

    Amiens. More at your request than to please myself.

7 II / 5
  • Well, I'll end the song. Sirs, cover the while; the Duke
    will drink under th...
  • 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.
  • Jaques (lord). Well then, if ever I thank any man, I'll thank you; but
    that they call compliment is like th' encounter of two dog-apes;
    and when a man thanks me heartily, methinks have given him a
    penny, and he renders me the beggarly thanks. Come, sing; and you
    that will not, hold your tongues.

    Amiens. 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.

8 II / 5
  • And I'll sing it.
  • And I'll sing it.
  • Jaques (lord). I'll give you a verse to this note that I made yesterday in
    despite of my invention.

    Amiens. And I'll sing it.

9 II / 5
  • What's that 'ducdame'?
  • What's that 'ducdame'?
  • Jaques (lord). Thus it goes:
    If it do come to pass
    That any man turn ass,
    Leaving his wealth and ease
    A stubborn will to please,
    Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame;
    Here shall he see
    Gross fools as he,
    An if he will come to me.

    Amiens. What's that 'ducdame'?

10 II / 5
  • And I'll go seek the Duke; his banquet is prepar'd.
  • And I'll go seek the Duke; his banquet is prepar'd.
  • Jaques (lord). 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a circle. I'll
    go sleep, if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail against all the
    first-born of Egypt.

    Amiens. And I'll go seek the Duke; his banquet is prepar'd.

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