Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Gent. Euery one heares that, which can distinguish sound.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. But by your fauour:
Edg. How neere's the other Army?
Gent. Gent.
Gent. Neere, and on speedy foot: the maine descry
Gent. Stands on the hourely thought.
Edg. I thanke you Sir, that's all.
Gent. Though that the Queen on special cause is here
Gent. Her Army is mou'd on.
Gent. Exit.
Edg. I thanke you Sir.
Glou. Glou.
Glou. You euer gentle Gods, take my breath from me,
Glou. Let not my worser Spirit tempt me againe
Glou. To dye before you please.