Act 1 - Scene 1
Orchard of Oliver's house.
Enter ORLANDO and ADAM
As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion
bequeathed me by will but poor a thousand crowns,
as thou sayest, charged my brother, on his
blessing, to breed me well: and there begins 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 more
properly, stays me here at home unkept; for call you
for a gentleman of my birth, that
differs not from the stalling of an ox? His horses
are bred better; 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
bound to him as I. Besides this nothing that he so
plentifully gives me, the something that nature
me his countenance seems to take from me: he lets
me feed with his hinds, bars me the place of
brother, and, as much as in him lies, mines my
gentility with my education. This is it, Adam, that
me; and the spirit of my father, which I
think is within me, begins to mutiny against this
servitude: I will no
longer endure it, though yet I
know no wise remedy how to avoid it.
Yonder comes my master, your brother.
Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will
shake me up.
Now, sir! what make you here?
Nothing: I am not taught to make any thing.
What mar you then, sir?
Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that which God
made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness.
Marry, sir, be better employed, and be naught awhile.
Shall I keep your hogs and eat husks with them?
What prodigal portion have I spent, that I should
to such penury?
Know you where your are, sir?
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