CLOWN. Even go hang thyself half an hour.
MUCEDORUS. Can Amadine so churlishly command,
To banish the shepherd from her father's court?
MESSENGER. What should shepherds do in the court?
CLOWN. What should shepherds do among us?
Have we not lords enough o'er[175] us in the court?
MUCEDORUS. Why, shepherds are men, and kings are no more.
MESSENGER. Shepherds are men, and masters over their flock.
CLOWN. That's a lie; who pays them their wages, then?
MESSENGER. Well, you are always interrupting of me,
But you are best look to him,
Lest you hang for him, when he is gone.
[_Exit.
The_ CLOWN sings.
CLOWN. And you shall hang for company,
For leaving me alone.