Did I think on before.

MOS: I do believe it.

CORB: Do you not believe it?

MOS: Yes, sir.

CORB: Mine own project.

MOS: Which, when he hath done, sir.

CORB: Publish'd me his heir?

MOS: And you so certain to survive him--

CORB: Ay.

MOS: Being so lusty a man--

CORB: 'Tis true.

MOS: Yes, sir--

CORB: I thought on that too. See, how he should be
The very organ to express my thoughts!

MOS: You have not only done yourself a good--

CORB: But multiplied it on my son.