Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
An. Good ifaith: Come begin.
An. Catch sung
An. Enter Maria.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. What a catterwalling doe you keepe heere? If
Mar. my Ladie haue not call'd vp her Steward Maluolio, and
Mar. bid him turne you out of doores, neuer trust me.
To. To.
To. My Lady's a Catayan, we are politicians, Maluolios
To. a Peg‑a‑ramsie, and Three merry men be wee. Am not I
To. consanguinious? Am I not of her blood: tilly vally. La
To. die, There dwelt a man in Babylon, Lady, Lady.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. Beshrew me, the knights in admirable fooling.
An. An.
An. I, he do's well enough if he be dispos'd, and so
An. do I too: he does it with a better grace, but I do it more
An. naturall.
To. O the twelfe day of December.