In mangled forms.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
I must have liberty
Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
To blow on whom I please.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
The "why" is plain as way to parish church.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
Under the shade of melancholy boughs,
Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time;