As You Like It
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Act IV, Scene 2
Enter JAQUES and LORDS, in the habit of foresters
- Jaques (lord). Which is he that killed the deer?
- Jaques (lord). Let's present him to the Duke, like a Roman conqueror; and
it would do well to set the deer's horns upon his head for a
branch of victory. Have you no song, forester, for this purpose?
- Jaques (lord). Sing it; 'tis no matter how it be in tune, so it make noise
What shall he have that kill'd the deer?
His leather skin and horns to wear.
[The rest shall hear this burden:]
Then sing him home.
Take thou no scorn to wear the horn;
It was a crest ere thou wast born.
Thy father's father wore it;
And thy father bore it.
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn,
Is not a thing to laugh to scorn. Exeunt