JACQUES.
Rosalind is your love's name?
ORLANDO.
Yes, just.
JACQUES.
I do not like her name.
A fool, a fool!—I met a fool i' the forest,
A motley fool!—a miserable world!—
As I do live by food, I met a fool,
Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun,
And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms,
In good set terms,—and yet a motley fool.
.... O noble fool! worthy fool! Motley's the only wear.
.... O that I were a fool!
I am ambitious for a motley coat.
JACQUES.