Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Gui. Behinde our Rocke, and let it to the Sea,
Gui. And tell the Fishes, hee's the Queenes Sonne, Cloten,
Gui. That's all I reake.
Gui. Exit.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. I feare 'twill be reueng'd:
Bel. Would (Polidore) thou had'st not done't: though valour
Bel. Becomes thee well enough.
Arui. Arui.
Arui. Would I had done't:
Arui. So the Reuenge alone pursu'de me: Polidore
Arui. I loue thee brotherly, but enuy much
Arui. Thou hast robb'd me of this deed: I would Reuenges
Arui. That possible strength might meet, wold seek vs through
Arui. And put vs to our answer.
Bel. Well, 'tis done:
Bel. Wee'l hunt no more to day, nor seeke for danger
Bel. Where there's no profit. I prythee to our Rocke,
Bel. You and Fidele play the Cookes: Ile stay