But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter;Or rather a disease that's in my flesh,
I just HATE how dead-set he is in not talking to his own daughter because of his beliefs that he does not want to personally confirm or deny. He is immature in modern-day thinking, but I don't know if this is something common during the Renaissance. Literally, if he and every other male character in tragedies just spoke with the person they are having conflict with, there would be no extra drama and deaths in the end.