Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Cym. Thou'rt my good youth: my Page
Cym. Ile be thy Master: walke with me: speake freely.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. Is not this Boy reuiu'd from death?
Arui. Arui.
Arui. One Sand another
Arui. Not more resembles that sweet Rosie Lad:
Arui. Who dyed, and was Fidele: what thinke you?
Gui. Gui.
Gui. The same dead thing aliue.
Bel. Peace, peace, see further: he eyes vs not, forbeare
Bel. Creatures may be alike: were't he, I am sure
Bel. He would haue spoke to vs.
Gui. But we see him dead.
Bel. Be silent: let's see further.
Pisa. Pisa.
Pisa. It is my Mistris: