Reading As You Like It — William Shakespeare

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Then but forbeare your food a little while:

Whiles (like a Doe) I go to finde my Fawne,

And giue it food. There is an old poore man,

Who after me, hath many a weary steppe

Limpt in pure loue: till he be first suffic'd,

Opprest with two weake euils, age, and hunger,

I will not touch a bit.

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