COLLEN. Thou sot, the King means to make thee a gentleman. MOUSE. Why, I shall want ’parel. KING OF ARAGON. Thou shalt want for nothing. MOUSE. Then stand away, trick up thyself, here they come. Enter Segasto, Mucedorus, and Amadine. AMADINE. My gratious father, pardon thy disloyal daughter. KING OF ARAGON. What, do mine eyes behold my daughter Amadine? Rise up, dear daughter, and let these my embracing arms Show thee some token of thy father’s joy, Which e’er since thy departure, hath languished in sorrow. AMADINE. Dear father, Ne’er were your sorrows greater than my griefs, Ne’er you so desolate, as I comfortless: Yet, ne’ertheless, acknowledging myself To be the cause of both, on bended knees, I humbly crave your pardon. [_Kneeling._] KING OF ARAGON. I’ll pardon thee, dear daughter; But as for him— AMADINE. Ah, father! what of him? KING OF ARAGON. As sure as I am a king, and wear the crown, I will revenge on that accursed wretch. MUCEDORUS. Yet, worthy prince, work not thy will in wrath, Show favour— KING OF ARAGON. Ay, such favour thou deserv’st. MUCEDORUS. I do deserve the daughter of a king. KING OF ARAGON. Oh, impudent! A shepherd and so insolent! MUCEDORUS. No shepherd am I, but a worthy prince. KING OF ARAGON. In fair conceit, not princely born. MUCEDORUS. Yes, princely born, my father is a king, My mother queen, and of Valencia both. [_Throwing off his disguise._] KING OF ARAGON. What, Mucedorus? Welcome to our court! What cause hadst thou to come to me disguis’d? MUCEDORUS. No cause to fear, I caused no offence, but this— Desiring thy daughter’s virtues for to see, Disguis’d myself from out my father’s court, Unknown to any, in secret I did rest, And passed many troubles near to death; So hath your daughter my partaker been, As you shall know hereafter more at large, Desiring you, you will give her to me, E’en as mine own, and sovereign of my life, Then shall I think my travels are well spent. KING OF ARAGON. With all my heart, but this— Segasto claims my promise made tofore, That he should have her as his only wife, Before my council, when we came from war. Segasto, may I crave thee, let it pass, And give Amadine as wife to Mucedorus. SEGASTO. With all my heart, were ’t far a greater thing; And what I may to furnish up their rites With pleasing sports and pastimes, you shall see. KING OF ARAGON. Thanks, good Segasto; I will think of this. MUCEDORUS. Thanks, good my lord; and while I live, Account of me in what I can or may. AMADINE. And, good Segasto, these great courtesies Shan’t be forgot. MOUSE. 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, an 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.