Then doomsday near. But your news is not true. Let me question more in particular. What have you, my good friends, deserved at the hands of Fortune that she sends you to prison hither?
Then is the world one
prison, my Lord?
(aside) Nay, them, I have an eye of you.
That you must teach me. But let me conjure you, by the rights of our fellowship, by the consonancy of our youth, by the obligation of our ever preserved love. Be even and direct with me, whether you were sent for or no