Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rosin. But from what cause he will by no meanes speake.
Guil. Guil.
Guil. Nor do we finde him forward to be sounded,
Guil. But with a crafty Madnesse keepes aloofe:
Guil. When we would bring him on to some Confession
Guil. Of his true state.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. Did he receiue you well?
Rosin. Rosin.
Rosin. Most like a Gentleman.
Guild. Guild.
Guild. But with much forcing of his disposition.
Rosin. Niggard of question, but of our demands
Rosin. Most free in his reply.
Qu. Did you assay him to any pastime?
Rosin. Madam.it so fell out, that certain Players
Rosin. We ore‑wrought on the way: of these we told him,