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  • Title: As You Like It (Folio 1, 1623)
  • Editor: David Bevington
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-369-4

    Copyright David Bevington. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: David Bevington
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    As You Like It (Folio 1, 1623)

    Scena Sexta.
    Enter Orlando, & Adam.
    Adam. Deere Master, I can go no further:
    O I die for food. Heere lie I downe,
    And measure out my graue. Farwel kinde master.
    Orl. Why how now Adam? No greater heart in thee:
    955Liue a little, comfort a little, cheere thy selfe a little.
    If this vncouth Forrest yeeld any thing sauage,
    I wil either be food for it, or bring it for foode to thee:
    Thy conceite is neerer death, then thy powers.
    For my sake be comfortable, hold death a while
    960At the armes end: I wil heere be with thee presently,
    And if I bring thee not something to eate,
    I wil giue thee leaue to die: but if thou diest
    Before I come, thou art a mocker of my labor.
    Wel said, thou look'st cheerely,
    965And Ile be with thee quickly: yet thou liest
    In the bleake aire. Come, I wil beare thee
    To some shelter, and thou shalt not die
    For lacke of a dinner,
    If there liue any thing in this Desert.
    970Cheerely good Adam.