MOUSE.
He says you take a goose by the crown.
SEGASTO.
Go to, sir: away, post you to the king, Whose heart is fraught with careful doubts, Glad him up and tell him these good news, And we will follow as fast as we may.
MOUSE.
I go, master; I run, master.
[Exeunt.]
ACT V. SCENE II. Open Place near the Court of the King of Arragon.
[Enter the King and Collen.]
KING.
Break, heart, and end my paled woes, My Amadine, the comfort of my life, How can I joy except she were in sight?
Her absence breeds sorrow to my soul And with a thunder breaks my heart in twain.
COLLEN.
Forbear those passions, gentle King, And you shall see twill turn unto the best, And bring your soul to quiet and to joy.
KING.
Such joy as death, I do assure me that, And naught but death, unless of her I hear, And that with speed; I cannot sigh thus long--But what a tumult do I hear within?
[The cry within, 'joy and happiness!']
COLLEN.
I hear a noise of over-passing joy Within the court; my Lord, be of good comfort--And here comes one in haste.
[Enter the Clown running.]
MOUSE.
A King! a King! a King!
COLLEN.
Why, how now, sirra? what's the matter?
MOUSE.
O, tis news for a king, 'tis worth money.
KING.