Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Gui. Mingle their spurres together.
Arui. Arui.
Arui. Grow patient,
Arui. And let the stinking‑Elder (Greefe) vntwine
Arui. His perishing roote, with the encreasing Vine.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. It is great morning. Come away: Who's there?
Bel. Enter Cloten.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. I cannot finde those Runnagates, that Villaine
Clo. Hath mock'd me. I am faint.
Bel. Those Runnagates?
Bel. Meanes he not vs? I partly know him, 'tis
Bel. Cloten, the Sonne o'th'Queene. I feare some Ambush:
Bel. I saw him not these many yeares, and yet
Bel. I know 'tis he: We are held as Out‑Lawes: Hence.
Gui. Gui.
Gui. He is but one: you, and my Brother search
Gui. What Companies are neere: pray you away,