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Orl. I almost die for food, and let me have it.
Orl. Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you:
Orl. Then, but forbear your food a little while,
Go find him out,
[Exit. Duke S. Thou seest, we are not all alone unhappy : This wide and universal theatre Presents more woful pageants, than the scene
Wherein we play in.
All the world's a stage,
At first, the infant,
Re-enter ORLANDO, with ADAM.
burden, And let him feed. Orl.
I thank you most for him.
and modern instances ;] i.e. common instances. The use of the word in this sense is frequent.
Adam. So had you need ;
Duke S. Welcome; fall to : I will not trouble you
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
As man's ingratitude ;
Although thy breath be rude.
Then, heigh, hoʻ! the holly!
This life is most jolly.
As benefits forgot :
As friend remember'd not.
Duke S. If that you were the good sir Rowland's son, As you have whisper'd faithfully, you were, And as mine eye doth his effigies witness Most truly limn'd, and living in your face, Be truly welcome hither. I am the duke, That lov'd your father. The residue of
your fortune, Go to my cave and tell me.—Good old man, Thou art right welcome as thy master is. Support him by the arm.—Give me your hand, And let me all your fortunes understand. [Exeunt.
5 Tuen, heigh, ho !] First folio, The.
Enter Duke FREDERICK, OLIVER, Lords and Attendants.
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 out of
doors; And let my officers of such a nature Make an extent upon his house and lands. Do this expediently', and turn him going. [Exeunt.
The Forest of Arden.
Enter ORLANDO, with a paper. Orl. Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love:
- expediently,] i. e. expeditiously. Expedient, throughout our author's plays, says Steevens, signifies expeditious.
And thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, survey With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name, that my full life doth sway. O Rosalind! these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I'll character, That every eye, which in this forest looks,
Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where. Run, run, Orlando : carve, on every tree, The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she. [Exit.
Enter Corin and TOUCHSTONE. Cor. And how like you this shepherd's life, master Touchstone ?
Touch. Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humour well; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd ?
Cor. No more, but that I know the more one sickens, the worse at ease he is; and that he that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends; that the property of rain is to wet, and fire to burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and that a great cause of the night, is lack of the sun; that he, that hath learned no wit by nature nor art, may complain of good breeding, or comes of a very dull kindred.
Touch. Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in court, shepherd ?
Cor. No, truly.
– unexpressive] i. e, inexpressible. Milton, as Malone observes, uses the same word, in precisely the same sense, in his Hymn on the Nativity.