Stood on the extreameft verge of the swift brook, Duke Sen. But what faid Jaques ? 1 Lord. O, yes, into a thousand fimilies. Duke Sen. And did you leave him in this contemplation? 1 Lord. We did, my lord, weeping and commenting Upon the fobbing deer. Duke Sen. Show me the place; W I love to cope him in these fullen fits. For then he's full of matter. 1 Lord. I'll bring you to him ftraight. [Exeunt. SCENE Enter Duke Frederick with Lords. Duke. Can it be poffible, that no man faw them? It cannot be fome villains of my court Are of consent and * fufferance in this. 1 Lord. I cannot hear of any that did see her. y 2 Lord. My lord, the roynish clown, at whom fo oft Your grace was wont to laugh, is also miffing. Hefperia, the princefs' gentlewoman, Confeffes, that fhe fecretly o'er-heard Your daughter and her coufin much commend parts and graces of the wrestler The That did but lately foil the finewy Charles; Duke. Send to his brother's; fetch that gallant hither; If he be abfent, bring his brother to me, I'll make him find him: do this fuddenly; SCE NE III. Oliver's Houfe. Enter Orlando and Adam. Orla. Who's there? [Exeunt. Adam. What! my young mafter? -Oh, my gentle a Oh, my sweet master, O you memory Of old fir Rowland! why, what make you here? b The bony prifer of the humourous duke? No more do yours; your virtues, gentle master, Oh, what a world is this, when what is comely Orla. Why, what's the matter? Come not within thefe doors; within this roof Your brother (no, no brother; yet the son Yet not the fon ;-I will not call him fon- Hath heard your praises; and this night he means And you within it: if he fail of that, I overheard him, and his practices. d This is no place, this house is but a butchery; Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it. Orla. Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me go? Adam. No matter whither, fo you come not here. Orla. What, wouldst thou have me go and beg my Or, with a base and boisterous fword, enforce A thievifh living on the common road? a memory]-memorial. food? This I muft do: or know not what to do: Yet this I will not do, do how I can; I rather will subject me to the malice Adam. But do not fo: I have five hundred crowns, Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Therefore my age is as a lufty winter, : Frofty, but kindly let me go with you; In all your business and neceffities. Orla. Oh good old man; how well in thee appears The conftant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry: с diverted blood,]-eftranged, out of it's natural course. Even with the having :]-Even with the acquifitions made by it is fuch fervice extinguished. But But come thy ways, we'll go along together; Adam. Mafter, go on; and I will follow thee, [Exeunt. Enter Rofalind in boy's cloaths for Ganimed; Celia dreft like a fhepherdefs for Aliena, and Touchstone the Clown. Rof. O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits! Clo. I care not for my fpirits, if my legs were not weary. Rof. I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's apparel, and cry like a woman: but I muft comfort the weaker veffel, as doublet and hose ought to fhow itself courageous to petticoat; therefore, courage, good Aliena. Cel. I pray you, bear with me; I can go no further. Clo. For my part, I had rather bear with you, than bear you: yet I should bear no cross, if I did bear you; for, I think you have no money in your purse. Rof. Well, this is the foreft of Arden. Clo. Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I ; when & bear no cross,]—a piece of coin ftamp'd with a cross. "Not a penny-you are too impatient to bear crosses." HENRY IV, Part 2, Act I, S. 2. Ch. Juft. in a den. |