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Yet fortune cannot recompense me better

Than to die well and not my master's debtor.

Exeunt.

Ros. O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits.

Touch. I care not for my spirits if my legs

were not weary.

Ros. I could find it in my heart to disgrace my

man's apparel and to cry like a woman; but I

must comfort the weaker vessel, as doublet and

hose ought to show itself courageous to petti-

coat: therefore, courage, good Aliena.

Cel. I pray you, bear with me: I cannot go

no further.

Touch. For my part, I had rather bear with

you than bear you; yet I should bear no cross if

I did bear you, for I think you have no money

in your purse.

Ros. Well, this is the forest of Arden.

Touch. Ay, now am I in Arden; the more

fool I: when I was at home, I was in a better

place: but travellers must be content.

Ros. Ay, be so, good Touchstone. Look you,

who comes here; a young man and an old in

solemn talk.

 Scene Four S. d. for: i.e., dressed to represent

12 cross money; cf. n. 