Act II, Scene 6

The forest

Enter ORLANDO and ADAM

• Adam. Dear master, I can go no further. O, I die for food! Here lie
  I down, and measure out my grave. Farewell, kind master. 880

• Orlando. Why, how now, Adam! No greater heart in thee? Live a
  little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little. If this uncouth
  forest yield anything savage, I will either be food for it or
  bring it for food to thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy
  powers. For my sake be comfortable; hold death awhile at the 885
  arm's end. I will here be with thee presently; and if I bring thee
  not something to eat, I will give thee leave to die; but if thou
  diest before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said!
  thou look'st cheerly; and I'll be with thee quickly. Yet thou
  liest in the bleak air. Come, I will bear thee to some shelter; 890
  and thou shalt not die for lack of a dinner, if there live
  anything in this desert. Cheerly, good Adam! Exeunt