Mark it, nuncle
Have more than thou showest
Speak less than thou knowest
Lend less than thou owest
Ride more than thou goest
Learn more than thou trowest
Set less than thou throwest
Leave thy drink and thy whore
And keep in-a-door
Then they for sudden joy did weep
And I for sorrow sung
That such a king should play bo-peep
And go the fools among
Leave thy drink and thy whore
And keep in-a-door
And thou shalt have more
Than two tens to a score
I had rather be
any kind o' thing than a fool
And yet I would not be thee
I would not be thee, nuncle
Then they for sudden joy did weep
And I for sorrow sung
That such a king should play bo-peep
And go the fools among
Lyrics by William Shakespeare
From
King Lear