Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
An. B. An. B.
An. B. You cannot shew me.
An. B. Drum and Trumpet, Chambers dischargd.
San. San.
San. I told your Grace, they would talke anon.
Card. Card.
Card. What's that?
Cham. Cham.
Cham. Looke out there, some of ye.
Card. What warlike voyce,
Card. And to what end is this? Nay, Ladies, feare not;
Card. By all the lawes of Warre y'are priuiledg'd.
Card. Enter a Seruant.
Cham. How now, what is't?
Seru. Seru.
Seru. A noble troupe of Strangers,
Seru. For so they seeme; th'haue left their Barge and landed,
Seru. And hither make, as great Embassadors