Hold, Toby! On thy life I charge thee, hold! Rudesby, be gone!
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream. Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep.
Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?
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I am as well in my wits, Fool, as thou art.
I say, this house is as dark as ignorance, though ignorance were as dark as hell.
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Now go with me and with this holy man, Into the chantry by. There, before him, plight me the full assurance of your faith
I’ll follow this good man, and go with you; And, having sworn truth, ever will be true.
One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons! A natural perspective, that is and is not!
Sebastian are you?
So comes it, lady, you have been mistook. But nature to her bias drew in that. You would have been contracted to a maid;
And all those sayings will I overswear
Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times, Thou never shouldst love woman like to me.