Literature/William Shakespeare/As You Like It

As You Like It

William Shakespeare, c. 1599

Act IIIScene I

A Room in the Palace

Enter Duke Frederick, Lords and Oliver.

Duke Frederick

Not see him since? Sir, sir, that cannot be.But were I not the better part made mercy,I should not seek an absent argumentOf my revenge, thou present. But look to it:Find out thy brother wheresoe’er he is.Seek him with candle. Bring him dead or livingWithin this twelvemonth, or turn thou no moreTo seek a living in our territory.Thy lands, and all things that thou dost call thineWorth seizure, do we seize into our hands,Till thou canst quit thee by thy brother’s mouthOf what we think against thee.

Oliver

O that your highness knew my heart in this:I never loved my brother in my life.

Duke Frederick

More villain thou. Well, push him out of doors,And let my officers of such a natureMake an extent upon his house and lands.Do this expediently, and turn him going.

Exeunt.