Yourself or one of these with you must answer--
How I--that only last night fell asleep
Not knowing that the very soil of earth
I lay down--chain'd--to sleep upon was Poland--
Awake to find myself the Lord of it,
With Lords, and Generals, and Chamberlains,
And ev'n my very Gaoler, for my vassals!

Enter suddenly Clotaldo

CLOTALDO.
Stand all aside
That I may put into his hand the clue
To lead him out of this amazement. Sir,
Vouchsafe your Highness from my bended knee
Receive my homage first.

SEG.
Clotaldo! What,
At last--his old self--undisguised where all
Is masquerade--to end it!--You kneeling too!
What! have the stars you told me long ago
Laid that old work upon you, added this,
That, having chain'd your prisoner so long,
You loose his body now to slay his wits,
Dragging him--how I know not--whither scarce
I understand--dressing him up in all
This frippery, with your dumb familiars
Disvizor'd, and their lips unlock'd to lie,
Calling him Prince and King, and, madman-like,