As You Like It: Act 2, Scene 6



           Enter ORLANDO and ADAM.

      ADAM
  1   Dear master, I can go no further. O, I die for
  2   food! Here lie I down, and measure out my
  3   grave. Farewell, kind master.

      ORLANDO
  4   Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee?
  5   Live a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little.
  6   If this uncouth forest yield any thing savage, I
  7   will either be food for it or bring it for food to
  8   thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy powers.
  9   For my sake be comfortable; hold death awhile at
 10   the arm's end: I will here be with thee presently;
 11   and if I bring thee not something to eat, I will
 12   give thee leave to die: but if thou diest before I
 13   come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said!
 14   thou lookest cheerly, and I'll be with thee quickly.
 15   Yet thou liest in the bleak air: come, I will bear
 16   thee to some shelter; and thou shalt not die for
 17   lack of a dinner, if there live any thing in this
 18   desert. Cheerly, good Adam!

           Exeunt.