Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Hect. No more I say.
Hect. Enter Cassandra.
Cassa. Cassa.
Cassa. Where is my brother Hector?
And. And.
And. Here sister, arm'd, and bloudy in intent:
And. Consort with me in loud and deere petition:
And. pursue we him on knees: for I haue dreampt
And. of bloudy turbulence; and this whole night
And. Hath nothing beene but shapes, and formes of slaughter.
Cass. Cass.
Cass. O,'tistrue.
Hect. Hect.
Hect. Ho? bid my Trumpet sound.
Cass. No notes of sallie, for the heauens, sweet brother.
Hect. Begon I say: the gods haue heard me sweare.
Cass. The gods are deafe to hot and peeuish vowes;