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As You Like It, II. iii

The parts and graces of the wrestler

That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles;

And she believes, wherever they are gone,

That youth is surely in their company.

Duke F. Send to his brother; fetch that gallant hither;

If he be absent, bring his brother to me;

I'll make him find him. Do this suddenly,

And let not search and inquisition quail

To bring again these foolish runaways.

Orl. Who's there?

Adam. What! my young master? O my gentle master!

O my sweet master! O you memory

Of old Sir Rowland! why, what make you here?

Why are you virtuous? Why do people love you?

And wherefore are you gentle, strong, and valiant?

Why would you be so fond to overcome

The bonny priser of the humorous duke?

Your praise is come too swiftly home before you.

Know you not, master, to some kind of men

Their graces serve them but as enemies?

No more do yours: your virtues, gentle master,

Are sanctified and holy traitors to you.

O, what a world is this, when what is comely

 13 parts: personal qualities

19 suddenly: immediately

20 quail: falter

 3 memory: memorial

7 so fond: so foolish as

8 bonny priser: ''stout champion; cf. 'prise-fighter'''

10 kind: sorts

12 No yours; cf. n.

13 sanctified: sanctimonious 