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ACT II. SCENE VI.
The forest. [Enter ORLANDO and ADAM.]
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 little.
If this uncouth forest yield anything 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 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 look'st 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 not die for lack of a dinner,
if there live anything in this desert. Cheerly, good Adam!
[Exeunt.]
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