THE KING. Ha! I have it. I have it. I myself will order him to
stop.
THE SERVANT (_horrified_). O king!
THE KING. Send the beggar here.
THE SERVANT. O king!
THE KING. Ha! I rather fancy the fellow will stop his noise when
the king commands him to. Ha, ha, ha!
THE SERVANT. O king, thou wilt not have a beggar brought into thy
royal chamber!
THE KING (_pleased with his idea_). Yea. Go outside and tell this
fellow that the king desires his presence.
THE SERVANT. O great and illustrious king, thou wilt surely not
do this thing. Thou wilt surely not soil thy royal eyes by
looking on such a filthy creature. Thou wilt surely not
contaminate thy lips by speaking to a common beggar who cries
aloud in the streets for bread.
THE KING. My ears have been soiled too much already. Therefore go
now and do as I have commanded thee.