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  • Enter ORLANDO and ADAM

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

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