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(Thinking that I mean him,) but therein suits
Enter ORLANDO, with his sword drawn.
Why, I have eat none yet.
distress; Or else a rude despiser of good manners, That in civility thou seem'st so empty?
Orl. You touch'd my vein at first; the thorny point Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show Of smooth civility: yet am I inland bred, And know some nurture: But forbear, I say; He dies, that touches any of this fruit, Till I and my affairs are answered.
Jaq. An you will not be answered with reason, I must die. Duke S. What would you have? Your gentleness
shall force, More than your force move us to gentleness.
Orl. I almost die for food, and let me have it. Duke S. Sit down and feed, and welcome to our
table. Orl. Speak you so gently ? Pardon me, I pray you: : I thought, that all things had been savage here;
inland bred,] Inland here, and elsewhere in this play, is the opposite to outland, or upland. Orlando means to say, that he had not been bred among clowns.
3 And know some nurture:) Nurture is education, breeding.
And therefore put I on the countenance
Duke S. True is it that we have seen better days;
Orl. Then, but forbear your food a little while, Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn, And give it food. There is an old poor man, Who after me hath many a weary step Limp'd in pure love; till he be first suffic'd, Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger,I will not touch a bit. Duke S.
Go find him out, And we will nothing waste till you return. Orl. I thank ye; and be bless'd for your good comfort!
[Exit. Duke S. Thou seest, we are not all alone unJaq.
happy: This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in.
4 And take upon command – ] At your own command,
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits, and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages.
At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms; And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school: And then, the lover; Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eye-brow: Then, a soldier ; Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick’ in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth: And then, the justice; In fair round belly, with good capon lin’d, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances, And so he plays his part: The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon; With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
5 His acts being seven ages.] I have seen, more than once, an old print, entitled, The Stage of Man's Life, divided into seven ages. As emblematical representations of this sort were formerly stuck up,
both for ornament and instruction, in the generality of houses, it is more probable that Shakspeare took his hint from thence, than from Hippocrates or Proclus, who are quoted by Mr. Malone. HENLEY.
and bearded like the pard,] Beurds of different cut were appropriated in our author's time to different characters and professions. The soldier had one fashion, the judge another, the bishop different from both, &c.
sudden and quick-] Lest it should be supposed that these epithets are synonymous, it is necessary to be observed that one of the ancient senses of sudden, is violent.
modern instances,] Modern means trite, common.
And whistles in his sound: Last scene of all,
Re-enter ORLANDO, with ADAM.
burden, And let him feed. Orl.
I thank you most for him.
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, ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
9 Thou art not so unkind, &c.] That is, thy action is not so contrary to thy kind, or to human nature, as the ingratitude of
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,] It is the opinion of the best commentators, that this can only be tortured into a meaning. Dr.