Act 2 scene 6

  Act II  Scene VI The forest.  
  [Enter ORLANDO and ADAM]  
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.		  
ORLANDO









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!
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  [Exeunt]