That thou with license of free foot hast caught, That says, his bravery is not on my cost There then; How, what then? Let me see wherein Enter Orlando, with his sword drawn. Orl. Forbear, and eat no more. Jaq. Why, I have eat none yet. Orl. Nor shalt not, till necessity be serv'd. Jaq. Of what kind should this cock come of? Duke S. Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy distress; Or else a rude despiser of good manners, Orl. You touch'd my vein at first; the thorny point Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show Of smooth civility: yet am I inland bred,2 Till I and my affairs are answered. (1) Finery. (2) Well brought up. Jaq. An you will not be answered with reason, I must die. Duke S. What would you have? Your gentleness shall force, More than your force move us to gentleness. Orl. Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you: I thought that all things had been savage here; And therefore put I on the countenance Of stern commandment: But whate'er you are, That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church; Duke S. True is it that we have seen better days; Orl. Then, but forbear your food a little while, Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn, And give it food. There is an old poor man, Who after me hath many a weary step Limp'd in pure love; till he be first suffic'd,Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger,— I will not touch a bit. Duke S. Go find him out, And we will nothing waste till you return. Orl. I thank ye; and he bless'd for your good comfort! [Exit. Duke S. Thou seest, we are not all alone un happy: This wide and universal theatre Presents more woful pageants than the scene Jaq. And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel Even in the cannon's mouth: And then, the justice; Re-enter Orlando, with Adam. Duke S. Welcome: set down your venerable burden, And let him feed. (1) Violent. (2) Trite, common. Orl. I thank you most for him. Adam. So had you need; I scarce can speak to thank you for myself. Duke S. Welcome, fall to: I will not trouble you Ag yet, to question you about your fortunes:Give us some music; and, good cousin, sing. Amiens sings. SONG. I. Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind! As man's ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho! sing, heigh, ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh, ho, the holly! II. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, As friend remember'd2 not. Heigh, ho! sing, heigh, ho! &c. Duke S. If that you were the good sir Rowland's son, As you have whisper'd faithfully, you were; (1) Unnatural. Go to my cave and tell me.-Good old man, [Exe. ACT III. SCENE I-A room in the palace. Enter Duke Frederick, Oliver, Lords, and attendants. Duke F. Not see him since? Sir, sir, that cannot be: But were I not the better part made mercy, I should not seek an absent argument Seek him with candle; bring him dead or living, Thy lands, and all things that thou dost call thine Oli. O, that your highness knew my heart in this! I never lov'd my brother in my life. Duke F. More villain thou.-Well, push him And let my officers of such a nature Do this expediently,2 and turn him going. [Exe. SCENE II.-The Forest. Enter Orlando, with a paper. Orl. Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love And, thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, survey With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above, Thy huntress' name, that full life doth sway. (1) Seize by legal process. my (2) Expeditiously |