Act ii. Sc. 4.
Give you a reason on compulsion! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.
Act ii. Sc. 4.
I was a coward on instinct.
Act ii. Sc. 4.
No more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me.
Act iii. Sc. 1.
Glen. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hot. Why, so can I, or so can any man: But will they come when you do call for them?
Act iii. Sc. 1.
Tell truth and shame the devil.