SEGASTO.
You are still in your knavery, but sith
I cannot have his life, I will procure
His banishment for ever. Come one, sirrah.
MOUSE.
Yes, forsooth, I come. [Aside.] Laugh at him, I pray you.
[Exeunt.]
ACT III
SCENE I. Grove near the Court
Enter Mucedorus solus.
MUCEDORUS.
From Amadine, and from her father’s court,
With gold and silver, and with rich rewards,
Flowing from the banks of golden treasuries.
More may I boast, and say, but I,
Was never shepherd in such dignity.
Enter the Messenger and Mouse, the Clown.
MESSENGER.
All hail, worthy shepherd!
MOUSE.
All rain, lousy shepherd!