What should shepherds do in the court?

MOUSE.

What should shepherds do amongst us? have we not Lords enough on us in the court?

MUCEDORUS.

Why, shepherds are men, and kings are no more.

MESSENGER.

Shepherds are men and masters over their flock.

MOUSE.

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, least you hang for him when he is gone.

[Exit.]

[The Clown sings.]

MOUSE.

And you shall hang for company, For leaving me alone.

Shepherd, stand forth and hear thy sentence:

Shepherd, begone within three days in pain of My displeasure: shepherd, begone; shepherd, begone;begone, begone, begone, shepherd, shepherd, shepherd.

[Exit.]

MUCEDORUS.

And must I go, and must I needs depart?

Ye goodly groves, partakers of my songs In time tofore when fortune did not frown, Pour forth your plaints and wail a while with me;And thou bright sun, my comfort in the cold, Hide, hide thy face and leave me comfortless;Ye wholesome herbs, and sweet smelling favors, Ye each thing else prolonging life of man, Change, change your wonted course, that I, Wanting your aide, in woeful sort may die.

[Enter Amadine and Ariana her maid.]