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 any thing savage,
I will either be food for it or bring it for food to thee.
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.
Cheerly, good Adam!
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