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CLOWN

          Advocate’s the court-word for a pheasant: say you have none.



              SHEPHERD
          None, sir; I have no pheasant, cock nor hen.



              AUTOLYCUS
          How blessed are we that are not simple men!
               Yet nature might have made me as these are; [735]

               Therefore I will not disdain.


              CLOWN

          This cannot be but a great courtier.



              SHEPHERD
          His garments are rich, but he wears them not handsomely.



              CLOWN
          He seems to be the more noble in being fantastical: [740] a great man, I’ll
          warrant; I know by the picking on’s teeth.



              AUTOLYCUS
          The fardel there? What’s i’ th’ fardel? Wherefore that box?



              SHEPHERD
          Sir,  there  lies  such  secrets  in  this  fardel  and  [745]  box,  which  none  must

          know but the king; and which he shall know within this hour, if I may come to
          th’ speech of him.



              AUTOLYCUS
          Age, thou hast lost thy labour.



              SHEPHERD
          Why, sir? [750]



              AUTOLYCUS
          The  king  is  not  at  the  palace;  he  is  gone  aboard  a  new  ship  to  purge
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