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Envenoms him that bears it!
Orl. Why, what's the matter?
O unhappy youth! 16
20 Of him I was about to call his father, Hath heard your praises, and this night he means To burn the lodging where you use to lie, And you within it: if he fail of that,
24 He will have other means to cut you off. I overheard him and his practices. This is no place; this house is but a butchery: Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it. Orl. Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me
go? Adam. No matter whither, so you come not here. Orl. What! wouldst thou have me go and beg my
food? Or with a base and boisterous sword enforce
32 A thievish living on the common road? This I must 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
36 Of a diverted blood and bloody brother. Adam. But do not so.
I have five hundred crowns, The thrifty hire I sav'd under your father, Which I did store to be my foster-nurse
40 When service should in my old limbs lie lame, And unregarded age in corners thrown. 15 Envenoms: proves poisonous to; cf. n.
26 practices: stratagems 27 place: residence butchery: shambles; cf. n. 37 diverted blood; cf. n. 39 thrifty. sav'd: hire I thriftily saved 42 in corners thrown: (lie) cast aside
23 use: are wont
Take that; and He that doth the ravens feed,
44 Be comfort to my age! Here is the gold; All this I give you.
Let me be your servant: Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; For in my youth I never did apply
Orl. O good old man! how well in thee appears
64 In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry. But come thy ways, we'll go along together, And ere we have thy youthful wages spent, We'll light upon some settled low content.
68 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: 43 ravens; cf. n.
not; cf. n. 53 kindly: seasonable, healthful
65 In lieu of: in return for 67 youthful: i.e., earned in youth
74 a week; cf. n.
51 means: causes 58 meed: reward
Yet fortune cannot recompense me better
[The Forest of Arden] Enter Rosalind for Ganymede, Celia for Aliena, and
Clown, alias Touchstone.
Touch. I care not for my spirits if my legs were not weary.
Ros. I could find it 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 show itself courageous to petticoat: therefore, courage, good Aliena.
8 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.
14 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.
Enter Corin and Silvius. Ros. Ay, be so, good Touchstone. Look you, who comes here; a young man and an old in solemn talk.
Scene Four S. d. for: i.e., dressed to represent 12 cross ...
money; cf. n.
Cor. That is the way to make her scorn you still. Sil. O Corin, that thou knew'st how I do love her! Cor. I partly guess, for I have lov'd ere now.
Sil. No, Corin; being old, thou canst not guess, Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow: But if thy love were ever like to mine,
28 As sure I think did never man love so,How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?
Cor. Into a thousand that I have forgotten.
Sil. O! thou didst then ne'er love so heartily.
Exit. Ros. Alas, poor shepherd! searching of thy wound, I have by hard adventure found mine own.
44 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 a-night to Jane Smile; and I remember the kissing of her batler, and the cow's dugs that her pretty chopped hands had milked; and I remember the wooing of a 50 peascod instead of her, from whom I took two
31 fantasy: imagination
38 Wearing: wearing out 43 thy wound; cf. n.
44 adventure: hazard, chance 48 batler: bat for beating clothes in the process of washing 49 chopped: chapped
51 peascod; cf. n. 52 cods: pods 55 nature in love: i.e., human lovers mortal in folly: deadly foolish 57 ware: aware 59 be ware: beware
cods, and giving her them again, said with weeping tears, 'Wear these for my sake.' We that are true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.
56 Ros. Thou speakest wiser than thou art ware of.
Touch. Nay, I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it. Ros. Jove, Jove! this shepherd's passion
Is much upon my fashion. Touch. And mine; but it grows something stale with me.
64 Cel. I pray you, one of you question yond man, If he for gold will give us any food: I faint almost to death. Touch.
Holla, you clown! Ros. Peace, fool: he's not thy kinsman. Cor.
Who calls ? 68 Touch. Your betters, sir. Cor.
Else are they very wretched. Ros. Peace, I say. Good even to you, friend. Cor. And to you, gentle sir, and to you all.
Ros. I prithee, shepherd, if that love or gold 72
Fair sir, I pity her,
67 clown: peasant