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Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends;
The flux of company: Anon, a careless herd,
Show me the place;
2 Lord. I'll bring you to him straight. (Exeunt. SCENE II.-A room in the palace. Enter Duke
Frederick, Lords, and attenilants.
1 Lord. I cannot hear of any that did see her.
2 Lord. My lord, the roynish2 clown, at whom Your grace was wont to laugh, is also missing. Hesperia, the princess' gentlewoman,
(1) Encounter (2) Scurvy.
Confesses that she secretly o'erheard
of the wrestler
hither; If he be absent, bring his brother to me, I'll make him find him: do this suddenly : And let not search and inquisition quaili To bring again these foolish runaways. [Exeunt. SCENE III.- Before Oliver's house. Enter Or
lando and Adam, meeting. Orl. Who's there? Adam. What! my young master ?--0, my gen
Orl. Why, what's the matter?
O unhappy youth,
(1) Sink into dejection., (2) Memorial. (3) Inconsiderate
my food ?
Of him I was about to call his father,)-
me go? Adam. No matter whither, so you come not here.
Orl. What, would'st thou have me go and beg
(1) Mansion, residence.
In all your business and necessities.
Orl. O good old man; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat, but for promotion ; And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having : it is not so with thee. But, poor old man, thou prun'st a rotten tree, That cannot so much as a blossom yield, In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry : But come thy ways, we'll go along together; And ere we have thy youthful wages spent, We'll light upon some settled low content.
Adam. Master, go on; and I will follow thee, o the last gasp, with truth and loyalty.1.om seventeen years till now almost fourscore · Here lived I, but now live here no more. At seventeen years many their fortunes seek; But at fourscore, it is too late a week ; Yet fortune cannot recompense me better, Than to die well, and not my master's debtor.
(Exeunt. SCENE IV.-The Forest of Arden. Enter
Rosalind in boy's clothes, Celia drest like a
Touch. I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary
Ros. I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's apparel, and to cry like a woman, but I must comfort the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought to show itself courageous to petticoat: therefore, courage, good Aliena.
Cel. I pray you, bear with me; I cannot go no further.
Touch. For my part, I had rather bear with you, than bear you: yet I should bear no cross, if I did
(1) A piece of money stamped with a cross.
bear you; for, I think, you have no money in your purse.
Ros. Well, this is the forest of Arden.
Touch. Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I; when I was at home, I was in a better place; but travellers must be content,
Ros. Ay, be só, good Touchstone :-Look you who comes here; a young man, and an old, in solemn talk.
Enter Corin and Silvius. Cor. That is the way to make her scorn you still
. Sil. O Corin, that thou knew'st how I do love her! Cor. I partly guess; for I have lov'd ere now.
Sil. No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess ; Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow : But if thy love were ever like to mine (As sure I think did never man love so,) How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?
Cor. Into a thousand that I have forgotten.
Sil. O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily: If thou remember'st not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run into, Thou hast not lov'd : Or if thou hast not sat as I do now, Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise, Thou hast not lov'd; Or if thou hast not broke from company, Abruptly, as my passion now makes me, Thou hast not lov'd :-O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe!
(Exit Silvius. Ros. Alas, poor shepherd ! searching of the
wound, I have by hard adventure found mine own.
Toucň. And I mine : I remember, when I was in love, I broke my sword upon a stone, and bid him take that for coming anight! to Jane Smile :
(1) In the night.