ACT 2, SCENE 6: The forest.


ADAM: Dear master, I can go no further: O, I die for
food! Here lie I down, and measure out my grave.
Farewell, kind master.

ORLANDO: Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart
in thee? Live a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a                         [5]
little. If this uncouth forest yield any thing savage, I
will either be food for it or bring it for food to thee.
Thy conceit is nearer death than thy powers. For my
sake be comfortable; hold death awhile at the arm's
end: I will here be with thee presently; and if I bring                       [10]
thee not something to eat, I will give thee leave to die:
but if thou diest before I come, thou art a mocker of
my labour. Well said! thou lookest cheerly, and I'll be
with thee quickly. Yet thou liest in the bleak air:
come, I will bear thee to some shelter; and thou shalt                      [15]
not die for lack of a dinner, if there live any thing in this
desert. Cheerly, good Adam!


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