CLOWN. What's that?
SEGASTO. Where the king lies.
CLOWN. What's that same king—a man or a woman?
SEGASTO. A man, as thou art.
CLOWN. As I am? Hark you, sir; pray you, what kin is he to goodman King of our parish, the churchwarden?
SEGASTO. No kin to him; he is the king of the whole land.
CLOWN. King of the land? I never see him.
SEGASTO. If thou wilt dwell with me, thou shalt see him every day.
CLOWN. Shall I go home again to be torn in pieces with bears? No, not I;
I will go home and put on a clean shirt, and then go drown myself.
SEGASTO. Thou shalt not need, if thou wilt dwell with me; thou shalt want nothing.