Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Ex. Exit.
Ex. Scæna Quarta.
Ex. [Act 5, Scene 4]
Ex. Enter Richard.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. I haue bin studying, how to compare
Rich. This Prison where I liue, vnto the World:
Rich. And for because the world is populous,
Rich. And heere is not a Creature, but my selfe,
Rich. I cannot do it: yet Ile hammer't out.
Rich. My Braine, Ile proue the Female to my Soule,
Rich. My Soule, the Father: and these two beget
Rich. A generation of still breeding Thoughts;
Rich. And these same Thoughts, people this Little World
Rich. In humors, like the people of this world,
Rich. For no thought is contented. The better sort,
Rich. As thoughts of things Diuine, are intermixt
Rich. With scruples, and do set the Faith it selfe
Rich. Against the Faith: as thus: Come litle ones: & then again,
Rich. It is as hard to come, as for a Camell