Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Leo. Thou speak’st truth:
Leo. No more such Wiues, therefore no Wife: one worse,
Leo. And better vs’d, would make her Sainted Spirit
Leo. Againe possesse her Corps, and on this Stage
Leo. (Where we Offendors now appeare) Soule‑vext,
Leo. And begin, why to me?
Paul. Paul.
Paul. Had she such power,
Paul. She had iust such cause.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. She had, and would incense me
Leo. To murther her I marryed.
Leo. Paul. I
Leo. The Winters Tale.
Paul. I should so:
Paul. Were I the Ghost that walk’d, Il’d bid you marke
Paul. Her eye, and tell me for what dull part in’t
Paul. You chose her: then Il’d shrieke, that euen your eares
Paul. Should rift to heare me, and the words that follow’d,