Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ad. Ad.
Ad. Why whether Adam would'st thou haue me go?
Ad. No matter whether, so you come not here.
Orl. Orl.
Orl. What, would'st thou haue me go & beg my food,
Orl. Or with a base and boistrous Sword enforce
Orl. A theeuish liuing on the common rode?
Orl. This I must do, or know not what to do:
Orl. Yet this I will not do, do how I can,
Orl. I rather will subiect me to the malice
Orl. Of a diuerted blood, and bloudie brother.
Ad. But do not so: I haue fiue hundred Crownes,
Ad. The thriftie hire I saued vnder your Father,
Ad. Which I did store to be my foster Nurse,
Ad. When seruice should in my old limbs lie lame,
Ad. And vnregarded age in corners throwne,
Ad. Take that, and he that doth the Rauens feede,
Ad. Yea prouidently caters for the Sparrow,