Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Hum. Enter Messenger.
Mess. Mess.
Mess. My Lord Protector,'tis his Highnes pleasure,
Mess. You do prepare to ride vnto S. Saint Albons,
Mess. Where as the King and Queene do meane to Hawke.
Hu. Hu.
Hu. I go. Come Nel thou wilt ride with vs?
Hu. Ex. Hum
Eli. Eli.
Eli. Yes my good Lord, Ile follow presently.
Eli. Follow I must, I cannot go before,
Eli. While Gloster beares this base and humble minde.
Eli. Were I a Man, a Duke, and next of blood,
Eli. I would remoue these tedious stumbling blockes,
Eli. And smooth my way vpon their headlesse neckes.
Eli. And being a woman, I will not be slacke
Eli. To play my part in Fortunes Pageant.
Eli. Where are you there? Sir Iohn; nay feare not man,
Eli. We are alone, here's none but thee, & I.
Eli. Enter Hume.