Reading As You Like It — William Shakespeare

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Faire Sir, I pittie her,

And wish for her sake more then for mine owne,

My fortunes were more able to releeue her:

But I am shepheard to another man,

And do not sheere the Fleeces that I graze:

My master is of churlish disposition,

And little wreakes to finde the way to heauen

By doing deeds of hospitalitie.

Besides his Coate, his Flockes, and bounds of feede

Are now on sale, and at our sheep‑coat now

By reason of his absence there is nothing

That you will feed on: but what is, come see,

And in my voice most welcome shall you be.

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