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But come thy ways, we’ll go along together,
And ere we have thy youthful wages spent,
We’ll light upon some settled low content.

ADAM
Master go on, and I will follow thee
To the last gasp with truth and loyalty. [70]

From seventeen years, till now almost fourscore
Here lived I, but now live here no more.
At seventeen years, many their fortunes seek

But at fourscore, it is too late a week;
Yet fortune cannot recompense me better [75]
Than to die well, and not my master’s debtor.
Exeunt.

Scene IV IT

Enter Rosalind as Ganymede, Celia as Aliena and Touchstone.

ROSALIND
O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits!

TOUCHSTONE
I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary.

ROSALIND
I could find in my heart to disgrace my man’s apparel and to cry like a
woman. But I must comfort the [5] weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought

to show itself courageous to petticoat; therefore courage, good Aliena.

CELIA
I pray you bear with me. I cannot go no further.

TOUCHSTONE
For my part, I had rather bear with you than bear you; yet I should bear no
cross if I did bear [10] you, for I think you have no money in your purse.