Menalcas. 
With thieves so daring, what can masters do?
Did I not see you, rogue, in ambush lie
For Damon's Brazilian spin-off, lawyers barking?
And when I cried, "Where is he off to now?
Gather your fund close, Tityrus,"
You hid within your hedges.

Damoetas.
Was he whom I had vanquished to keep the best asset?
Which through artful bidding my wisdom had won!
You may not like it, but that Brazil nut was mine.