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Before OLIVER'S house.
[Enter ORLANDO and ADAM]
ORLANDO
Who's there?
ADAM
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What my | young mas/ter, oh | my gentle | master,
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Oh my / sweet mast|er, O | you mem|ory
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Of old | Sir^Row|land; why,| what make | you
here?
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Why are you | virtuous?| Why do | people | love
you?
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And where|fore are | you gentle,| strong, and |
valiant?
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Why would | you be | so fond | to ov|ercome
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The bon|ny pris|er of | the hum|orous duke?
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Your praise is | come too | swiftly | home
be|fore you.
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Know you | not mas/ter, to | some kind of men,
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Their grac|es serve | them but | as en|emies,
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No more | do yours:| your virt|ues gentle |
master
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Are sanc|tified | and ho|ly trait|ors to you:
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Oh what | a world | is this,| when what is |
comely
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Enven|oms him | that bears it? \\
ORLANDO
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Why, what's | the mat|ter?
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O | unhap|py youth,
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Come not | within | these doors:| within | this
roof
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The en|emy | of all | your grac|es lives
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Your broth|er, no,| no broth|er, yet | the son
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(Yet not | the son,| I will | not call | him son)
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Of him | I was | about to | call his | father,
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Hath heard | your prais|es, and | this night | he
means,
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To burn | the lodg|ing where | you use | to lie,
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And you | within | it: if | he fail | of that
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He will | have oth|er means | to cut | you off;
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I ov|erheard | him and | his prac|tices:
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This is no place,| this house is | but a |
butchery;
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Abhor | it, fear | it, do | not ent/er it.
ORLANDO
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Why whith|er Ad|am, wouldst | thou have | me go?
ADAM
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No mat|ter whith|er, so | you come | not here.
ORLANDO
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What, wouldst | thou have | me go | and beg | my
food,
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Or with | a base | and bois|terous sword |
enforce
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A thiev|ish liv|ing on | the com|mon road?
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This I | must do,| or know | not what | to do:
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Yet this | I will | not do,| do how | I can,
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I rath|er will | subject | me to | the malice
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Of a di|verted | blood, and | bloody | brother.
ADAM
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But do | not so:| I have / five hund|red crowns,
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The thrift|y hire | I saved | under your |
father,
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Which^I | did store | to be | my fost|er-nurse,
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When serv|ice should | in my old | limbs lie
lame,
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And un|regard|ed age | in corn|ers thrown.
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Take that, and he | that doth | the rav|ens feed,
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Yea, prov/idently | caters | for the | sparrow,
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Be com|fort to | my age:| Here is | the gold,
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And all | this I | give you,| Let me be | your
serv||ant,
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Though I / look old,| yet I am | strong and |
lusty;
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For in | my youth | I nev|er did | apply
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Hot, and | rebel|lious liqu|ors in | my blood,
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Nor did | not with | unbash|ful fore|head woo,
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The means | of weak|ness and | debil|ity,
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Therefore | my age is | as a | lusty | winter,
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Frosty,| but kind|ly; let | me go | with you,
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I'll do | the serv|ice of | a young|er man
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In all | your bus|iness and | neces|sities.
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Oh good | old man,| how well | in thee | appears
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The const|ant serv|ice of the // antique world,
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When serv|ice sweat | for dut|y, not | for meed:
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Thou art | not for | the fash|ion of / these
times,
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Where none | will sweat,| but for | promo|tion,
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And hav|ing that | do choke | their serv|ice up,
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Even with the | having,| it is | not so | with
thee:
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But poor | old man,| thou prunst | a rot|ten
tree,
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That can|not so | much^as | a bloss|om yield,
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In lieu | of all | thy pains | and hus|bandry,
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But come | thy ways,| we'll go a|long to|gether,
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And ere | we have | thy youth|ful wag|es spent,
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We'll light | upon | some set|tled low | content.
ADAM
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Master | go on,| and I | will fol|low thee
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To the / last gasp,| with truth | and loy|alty,
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From sevent|een^years,| till now | almost
fourscore
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Here lived I,| but now | live^here | no more
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At sevent|een^years,| many | their fort|unes seek
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But at | fourscore,/ it is | too late a week,
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Yet fort|une can|not rec|ompense | me better
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Than to / die well,| and not | my mast|er's
debtor.
[Exeunt]