As You Like It

by: William Shakespeare

Act IV, scene iii

1

Sing it. ’Tis no matter how it be in tune, so it make noise enough. (IV.iii.9)

2

Take thou no scorn to wear the horn. It was a crest ere thou wast born. Thy father’s father wore it, And thy father bore it. The horn, the horn, the lusty horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn. (IV.iii.15–20)

3

Patience herself would startle at this letter And play the swaggerer. Bear this, bear all. (IV.iii.34–35)