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.
