_For I’ll cut my green coat a foot above my knee, And I’ll clip my yellow locks an inch below mine eye. Hey nonny, nonny, nonny. He’s buy me a white cut, forth for to ride, And I’ll go seek him through the world that is so wide. Hey nonny, nonny, nonny._ O, for a prick now, like a nightingale, To put my breast against. I shall sleep like a top else. [_Exit._] SCENE V. Another part of the forest Enter a Schoolmaster and five Countrymen, one dressed as a Bavian. SCHOOLMASTER. Fie, fie, What tediosity and disinsanity Is here among ye! Have my rudiments Been laboured so long with ye, milked unto ye, And, by a figure, even the very plum-broth And marrow of my understanding laid upon ye, And do you still cry “Where?” and “How?” and “Wherefore?” You most coarse-frieze capacities, ye jean judgements, Have I said “Thus let be” and “There let be” And “Then let be” and no man understand me? _Proh Deum, medius fidius_, ye are all dunces! For why? Here stand I; here the Duke comes; there are you, Close in the thicket; the Duke appears; I meet him And unto him I utter learned things And many figures; he hears, and nods, and hums, And then cries “Rare!” and I go forward. At length I fling my cap up—mark there! Then do you As once did Meleager and the boar, Break comely out before him; like true lovers, Cast yourselves in a body decently, And sweetly, by a figure, trace and turn, boys. FIRST COUNTRYMAN. And sweetly we will do it, Master Gerald. SECOND COUNTRYMAN. Draw up the company. Where’s the taborer? THIRD COUNTRYMAN. Why, Timothy! TABORER. Here, my mad boys, have at ye. SCHOOLMASTER. But I say, where’s their women? Enter five Countrywomen. FOURTH COUNTRYMAN. Here’s Friz and Maudlin. SECOND COUNTRYMAN. And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing Barbary. FIRST COUNTRYMAN. And freckled Nel, that never failed her master. SCHOOLMASTER. Where be your ribbons, maids? Swim with your bodies, And carry it sweetly and deliverly, And now and then a favour and a frisk. NEL. Let us alone, sir. SCHOOLMASTER. Where’s the rest o’ th’ music? THIRD COUNTRYMAN. Dispersed, as you commanded. SCHOOLMASTER. Couple, then, And see what’s wanting. Where’s the Bavian? My friend, carry your tail without offence Or scandal to the ladies; and be sure You tumble with audacity and manhood; And when you bark, do it with judgement. BAVIAN. Yes, sir. SCHOOLMASTER. _Quo usque tandem?_ Here is a woman wanting. FOURTH COUNTRYMAN. We may go whistle; all the fat’s i’ th’ fire. SCHOOLMASTER. We have, as learned authors utter, washed a tile. we have been _fatuus_ and laboured vainly. SECOND COUNTRYMAN. This is that scornful piece, that scurvy hilding, That gave her promise faithfully, she would be here, Cicely, the sempster’s daughter. The next gloves that I give her shall be dogskin! Nay an she fail me once—You can tell, Arcas, She swore by wine and bread, she would not break.