Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Pis. Madam's enough for you: and too much too.
Imo. Imo.
Imo. Why, one that rode to's Excution Man,
Imo. Could neuer go so slow: I haue heard of Riding wagers,
Imo. Where Horses haue bin nimbler then the Sands
Imo. That run i'th'Clocks behalfe. But this is Foolrie,
Imo. Go, bid my Woman faigne a Sicknesse, say
Imo. She'le home to her Father; and prouide me presently
Imo. A Riding Suit: No costlier then would fit
Imo. A Franklins Huswife.
Pisa. Pisa.
Pisa. Madam, you're best consider.
Imo. I see before me (Man) nor heere, nor heere;
Imo. Nor what ensues but haue a Fog in them
Imo. That I cannot looke through. Away, I prythee,
Imo. Do as I bid thee: There's no more to say:
Imo. Accessible is none but Milford way.
Imo. Exeunt.
Imo. Scena Tertia.