Your grace was wont to laugh, is also missing. Confesses, that she secretly o'erheard Your daughter and her cousin much commend The parts and graces of the wrestler, That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles; And she believes, wherever they are gone, That youth is surely in their company. Duke F. Send to his brother; fetch that gallant hither; If he be absent, bring his brother to me, SCENE III.- Before Oliver's House. Enter ORLANDO and ADAM, meeting. Orl. Who's there? [Excunt. Adam. What! my young master?-O, my gentle master, O, my sweet master, O you memory Are sanctified and holy traitors to you. Orl. Why, what's the matter? Adam. O unhappy youth, Come not within these doors; within this roof Your brother-(no, no brother; yet the son- Orl. Why, whither, Adam, would'st thou have me go? Adam. No matter whither, so you come not here. Orl. What, would'st thou have me go and beg my food? Or, with a base and boisterous sword, enforce Adam. But do not so: I have five hundred crowns, And unregarded age in corners thrown; Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Orl. O good old man, how well in thee appears Adam. Master, go on; and I will follow thee, To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty.From 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: [Excunt. SCENE IV.-The Forest of Arden. Enter ROSALIND in boy's clothes, CELIA drest like a Shepherdess, and TOUCHSTONE. Ros. O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits! 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 shew 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 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 so, 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. Cor. Into a thousand, that I have forgotten. If thou remember'st not the slightest folly, Or if thou hast not sat as I do now, Or if thou hast not broke from company, [Exit SILVIUS. Ros. Alas, poor shepherd! searching of thy wound, I have by hard adventure found mine own. Touch. 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: and I remember the kissing of her batlet, and then the cow's dugs that her pretty chop'd hands had milk'd: and I remember the wooing of a peascod instead of her; from |