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DUKE, living in exile.
Sons of Sir Rowland de Bois.
Servants to Oliver.
ters, and other Attendants. The Scene lies, first, near Oliver's House ; after: wards, partly in the Usurper's Court, and partly in the Forest of Arden.
AS YOU LIKE IT.
SCENE I.-An Orchard near Oliver's House.
Enler ORLANDO and ADAM. Orl. As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion bequeathed me: By will, but a poor thousand crowns ; ani, as thou say'st, charged my brother, on his blessing, to breed me well and there begins my sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at school, and report speaks goldenly of his profit: for my part, he keeps me rustically at home; or, to speak inore properly, sties me here at home unkept : for call you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth, that differs not from the stalling of an ox? His horses are
red hetter: for, besides that they are fair with their feeding, they are taught their manage, and to that end riders dearly hired: but I, his brother, gain nothing under him but growth; for the which his animals on his dunghills are as much bound
to him as I. Besides this nothing, that he so plentifully
Orl. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear bow be will me up.
Oli. Now, sir! what make you here?
Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that which God made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness.
Oli. Marry, sir, be better employed, and be naught
? What prodigal portion have I spent, that I should come to such penury ?
Oli. Know you where you are, sir?
Orl. Ay, better than he I am before knows me. know, you are my eldest brother; and, in the gentle condition of blood, you should so know mot. The courtesy of nations allows you my better, in that you are the firstborn; but the same tradition takes not away, my blood, were there twenty brothers betwixt albeit, I confess, your coming before me is nearer to
Orl. Come, come, elder brother, you are too young In this.
Oli. Wile thou lay hands on me, villain Orl. I am no villain: I am the youngest son of sir Rowland de Bois; he was my father, and he is thrice a villain, that says such a rather begot villains : Wert thy throat, till this other had pulled out thy tongue far saying so; thou hast railed on thysell.
Adam. Sweet masters, be patient; for your father's
Oli. Let me go, I say.
Orl. I will not, till I please : you shall bear me. My father charged you in his will to give me a good educa. tion: you have trained me like a peasant, obscuring and hiding me from all gentleman-like qualities: the spirit endure it: therefore allow me such exercises as may become a gentleman, or give me the poor allotery my father left me by testament; with that I will go buy my
Oli. And what wilt thou do? beg, when that is spent ? Well, sir, get you in. I will not long be troubled with you : you shall have some part of your will. I pray you, leare me.
Orl. I will no farther offend you than beromes me for my good.
oli. Get you with him, you old dog.
Adam. Is old dog my reward ? Most true, I have lost my teeth in your service.God be with my old master! he would not have spoke such a word.
[Exeunt Orlando and Adam.
Oli. Was not Charles, the duke's wrestler, here to
Den. So please you, he is here at the door, and im-
Oli. Call him in. [Exit Dennis.]—Twill be a good
Oli. Good monsieur Charles ! --what's the new nevis
Cha. There's no news at the court, sir, but the old news: that is, the old duke ia banished by bis younger brother the new duke ; and three or four loving lords have put themselves into voluntary exile with him. whose lands and revenues enrich the new duko; there
Oli. Can you tell, it Rosalind," the duke's daughter, be banished with her father ?