In spring time, &c.
Touch. Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no [033] great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untuneable.
[034] First Page. You are deceived, sir: we kept time, we 035 lost not our time.
Touch. By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to [037] hear such a foolish song. God buy you; and God mend your voices! Come, Audrey. [Exeunt.
[000] Scene IV. The forest.
AYLI V. 4 Enter Duke senior, Amiens, Jaques, Orlando, Oliver, and Celia.
Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy
Can do all this that he hath promised?
Orl. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not;
[004] As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.