Quotation by Shakespeare

What shall he have that killed the deer?
His leather skin and horns to wear.
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.
William Shakespeare (1564–1616), British dramatist, poet. 2nd Lord, in As You Like It, act 4, sc. 2, l. 10-8.

A hunting song; also an elaborate play on the horns of a cuckold, a husband whose wife is unfaithful.
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