Act 5, Scene 3
The forest.
Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY.
Touchstone
To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey; to-morrow will we be married.
Audrey
I do desire it with all my heart: and I hope it is no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the world. Here come two of the banished duke's pages.
First Page
Well met, honest gentleman.
Touchstone
By my troth, well met. Come, sit, sit, and a song.
Second Page
We are for you: sit i' the middle.
First Page
Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking or spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are the only prologues to a bad voice?
Second Page
I' faith, i' faith; and both in a tune, like two gipsies on a horse.
Both Pages
Touchstone
Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untuneable.
First Page
You are deceived, sir: we kept time, we lost not our time.
Touchstone
By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God buy you; and God mend your voices! Come, Audrey.