AMADINE. And, good Segasto, these great courtesies
Shall not be forgot.
CLOWN. Why, hark you, master! bones, what have you done? What, given away the wench you made me take such pains for? you are wise indeed; mass, and I had known of that, I would have had her myself. Faith, master, now we may go to breakfast with a woodcock-pie.
SEGASTO. Go, sir; you were best leave this knavery.
KING. Come on, my lords, let's now to court,
Where we may finish up the joyfullest day
That ever happ'd to a distressed king.[197]
With mirth and joy and great solemnity
We'll finish up these Hymen's rites most pleasantly.
CLOWN. Ho, lords! at the first, I am one too; but hear, Master King, by your leave, a cast. Now you have done with them, I pray you begin with me.
KING. Why, what wouldst thou have?
CLOWN. O, you forgot now! a little apparel to make's handsome. What, should lords go so beggarly as I do?
KING. What I did promise thee, I will perform.
Attend on me: come, let's depart.
[They all speak.
We'll wait on you with all our hearts.