ACT I
SCENE 1
Duke:
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken and so die.
SCENE v
CLOWN.
Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are
fools, let them use their talents.
ACT II
SCENE 3
CLOWN.
[Sings.]
What is love? 'T is not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure.
In delay there lies no plenty,
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
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