Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Messa. Mistrust of good successe hath done this deed.
Messa. O hatefull Error, Melancholies Childe:
Messa. Why do'st thou shew to the apt thoughts of men
Messa. The things that are not? O Error soone conceyu'd,
Messa. Thou neuer com'st vnto a happy byrth,
Messa. But kil'st the Mother that engendred thee.
Tit. Tit.
Tit. What Pindarus? Where art thou Pindarus?
Messa. Messa.
Messa. Seeke him Titinius, whilst I go to meet
Messa. The Noble Brutus, thrusting this report
Messa. Into his eares; I may say thrusting it:
Messa. For piercing Steele, and Darts inuenomed,
Messa. Shall be as welcome to the eares of Brutus,
Messa. As tydings of this sight.
Tit. Hye you Messala,
Tit. And I will seeke for Pindarus the while:
Tit. Why did'st thou send me forth braue Cassius?
Tit. Did I not meet thy Friends, and did not they