Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Lys. Heere is my bed, sleepe giue thee all his rest.
Her. Her.
Her. With halfe that wish, the wishers eyes be prest.
Her. Enter Pucke.
Her. They sleepe.
Puck. Puck.
Puck. Through the Forest haue I gone,
Puck. But Athenian finde I none,
Puck. One whose eyes I might approue
Puck. This flowers force in stirring loue.
Puck. Night and silence: who is heere?
Puck. Weedes of Athens he doth weare:
Puck. This is he (my master said)
Puck. Despised the Athenian maide:
Puck. And heere the maiden sleeping sound,
Puck. On
Puck. A Midsommer nights Dreame.
Puck. On the danke and durty ground.
Puck. Pretty soule, she durst not lye
Puck. Neere this lacke‑loue, this kill‑curtesie.