Serve but to blunt thy reason: as a child
Thou hadst a shrewder wit, and quick enough;
But now, when any man to look on thee
Would say that thou wert some one, thy behaviour
Would blast his praise.
Tel.Tell me what ill I have done.
Pen. What thou hast done? My heart was full of hope;
I looked for thy return as happiness,
How hast thou dashed it. I had well forgot
The empty tales thou broughtest me for tidings,