Page 1895 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

OLIVER

(striking him)
What, boy!

ORLANDO
(putting a wrestler’s grip on him)
Come, come, elder brother, you are too young in this. [50]

OLIVER

Wilt thou lay hands on me villain?

ORLANDO

I am no villain. I am the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys: he was my
father, and he is thrice a villain that says such a father begot villains. Wert
thou not my brother, I would not take this hand from thy [55] throat till this
other had pulled out thy tongue for saying so. Thou hast railed on thyself.

ADAM
Sweet masters be patient. For your father’s remembrance, be at accord.

OLIVER

Let me go I say. [60]

ORLANDO

I will not till I please: you shall hear me. My father charged you in his will to
give me good education: you have trained me like a peasant, obscuring and
hiding from me all gentleman-like qualities. The spirit of my father grows

strong in me, and I will no longer endure it. [65] Therefore allow me such
exercises as may become a gentleman, or give me the poor allottery my
father left me by testament; with that I will go buy my fortunes.

OLIVER
And what wilt thou do? Beg when that is spent? Well sir, get you in. I will not
long be troubled with you; [70] you shall have some part of your will. I pray

you leave me.

ORLANDO