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Let me be your servant:
Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty;
For in my youth I never did apply
Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood,
Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo
The means of weakness and debility
Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you;
I’ll do the service of a younger man
In all your business and necessities.
[An older man’s case for being allowed service]
As You Like It 2.2
O good old man, how well in thee appears
The constant service of the antique world,
When service sweat for duty, not for meed!
As You Like It 2.2
Why, who cries out on pride,
That can therein tax anny private party?
Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea,
Till that the weary very means do ebb?
[No person is alone guilty of pride: it flows everywhere]
As You Like It 2.7
Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you:
I thought that all things had been savage here.
[A confession by a young man who thought all in the forest was savage.]
As You Like It 2.7
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