Shakespeare- Cymbeline - Acte 1 scène 6

IMOGEN

Continues well my lord? His health, beseech you?

IACHIMO

Well, madam.

IMOGEN

Is he disposed to mirth? I hope he is.

IACHIMO

Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger there
So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd
The Briton reveller.

IMOGEN

         When he was here,
         He did incline to sadness, and oft-times
         Not knowing why.