They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract.
[Re-enter] Clown with a letter, [and Fabian].
[A] most [extracting] frenzy of mine own
From my remembrance clearly [banish'd] his.
How does he, sirrah?
Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's
end as well as a man in his case may do: [has] here writ a
letter to you; I should have given 't you to-day morning,
but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not
much when they are delivered.