Hath there been such a time⁠—I’d fain know that⁠— That I have positively said “ ’Tis so,” When it proved otherwise?

Pointing to his head and shoulder. Take this from this, if this be otherwise: If circumstances lead me, I will find Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed Within the centre.

You know, sometimes he walks four hours together Here in the lobby.

At such a time I’ll loose my daughter to him: Be you and I behind an arras then; Mark the encounter: if he love her not And be not from his reason fall’n thereon, Let me be no assistant for a state, But keep a farm and carters.