Act IV, Scene 2

The forest

[Enter JAQUES and LORDS, in the habit of foresters]

Jaques (lord) - Which is he that killed the deer?

Lord - Sir, it was I.

Jaques (lord) - Let's present him to the Duke, like a Roman conqueror; and it would do well to set the deer's horns upon his head for a branch of victory. Have you no song, forester, for this purpose?

Lord - Yes, sir.

Jaques (lord) - Sing it; 'tis no matter how it be in tune, so it make noise enough.

            SONG.

            What shall he have that kill'd the deer?

            His leather skin and horns to wear.

            [The rest shall hear this burden:]

            Then sing him home.

            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.

[Exeunt]