What, my young master? O, my gentle master! O my sweet master! O you memory...View Full Monologue Text
What, my young master? O, my gentle master!
O my sweet master! O you memory
Of old Sir Rowland! why, what make you here?
Why are you virtuous? why do people love you?
And wherefore are you gentle, strong and valiant?
Why would you be so fond to overcome
The bonny priser of the humorous duke?
Your praise is come too swiftly home before you.
Know you not, master, to some kind of men
Their graces serve them but as enemies?
No more do yours: your virtues, gentle master,
Are sanctified and holy traitors to you.
O, what a world is this, when what is comely
Envenoms him that bears it!
O unhappy youth!
Come not within these doors; within this roof
The enemy of all your graces lives:
Your brother--no, no brother; yet the son--
Yet not the son, I will not call him son
Of him I was about to call his father--
Hath heard your praises, and this night he means
To burn the lodging where you use to lie
And you within it: if he fail of that,
He will have other means to cut you off.
I overheard him and his practices.
This is no place; this house is but a butchery:
Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it.
AuthorName: William Shakespeare
Eras: 1601-1700, 1501-1600
Adam is Oliver's servant and looks after Orlando. In this monologue, he is warning Orlando that Oliver plans to burn down his place of lodging with him in it. Adam tells Orlando not to enter the house.
Age Range: 50s, 60s, 70+
Dialects: Standard American, Standard English
PlayName: As You Like It
Rating: Suitable for all ages
Copyright Status: Public domain