Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
King. King.
King. 'Tis well said agen,
King. And 'tis a kinde of good deede to say well,
King. And yet words are no deeds. My Father lou'd you,
King. He said he did, and with his deed did Crowne
King. His word vpon you. Since I had my Office,
King. I haue kept you next my Heart, haue not alone
King. Imploy'd you where high Profits might come home,
King. But par'd my present Hauings, to bestow
King. My Bounties vpon you.
Car. Car.
Car. What should this meane?
Sur. Sur.
Sur. The Lord increase this businesse.
King. Haue I not made you
King. The prime man of the State? I pray you tell me,
King. If what I now pronounce, you haue found true:
King. And if you may confesse it, say withall
King. If you are bound to vs, or no. What say you?