SCENE VI. The forest. As You Like It  Shakespeare homepage  |  As You Like It  | Act 2, Scene 6 

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 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 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 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 not die for 

 lack of a dinner, if there live any thing in this 

 desert. Cheerly, good Adam! 



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