Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Iach. Iach.
Iach. If you seeke
Iach. For further satisfying, vnder her Breast
Iach. (Worthy her pressing) lyes a Mole, right proud
Iach. Of that most delicate Lodging. By my life
Iach. I kist it, and it gaue me present hunger
Iach. To feede againe, though full. You do remember
Iach. This staine vpon her?
Post. Post.
Post. I, and it doth confirme
Post. Another staine, as bigge as Hell can hold,
Post. Were there no more but it.
Iach. Will you heare more?
Post. Spare your Arethmaticke,
Post. Neuer count the Turnes: Once, and a Million.
Iach. Ile be sworne.