ACT III. SCENE II. The Court.

[Enter Segasto solus.]

SEGASTO.

Tis well, Segasto, that thou hast thy will;

Should such a shepherd, such a simple swain As he, eclipse the credit famous through The court? No, ply, Segasto, ply:

Let it not in Arragon be said, A shepherd hath Segasto's honour won.

[Enter Mouse the clown calling his master.]

MOUSE.

What ho, master, will you come away?

SEGASTO.

Will you come hither? I pray you, what's the matter?

MOUSE.

Why, is it not past eleven a clock?

SEGASTO.

How then, sir?

MOUSE.

I pray you, come away to dinner.

SEGASTO.

I pray you, come hither.

MOUSE.

Here's such a do with you! will you never come?

SEGASTO.

I pray you, sir, what news of the message I sent you about?

MOUSE.

I tell you all the messes be on the table already.

There wants not so much as a mess of mustard half an hour ago.

SEGASTO.

Come, sir, your mind is all upon your belly;

You have forgotten what I did bid you do.

MOUSE.

Faith, I know nothing, but you bade me go to breakfast.

SEGASTO.

Was that all?

MOUSE.

Faith, I have forgotten it; the very scent of the meat hath made me forget it quite.

SEGASTO.

You have forgotten the arrant I bid you do?

MOUSE.

What arrant? an arrant knave, or arrant whore?

SEGASTO.