Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Prin. Towne‑Bull?
Prin. Shall we steale vpon them (Ned) at Supper?
Poin. Poin.
Poin. I am your shadow, my Lord, Ile follow you.
Prin. Prin.
Prin. Sirrah, you boy, and Bardolph, no word to your
Prin. Master that I am yet in Towne.
Prin. There's for your silence.
Bar. Bar.
Bar. I haue no tongue, sir.
Page. Page.
Page. And for mine Sir, I will gouerne it.
Prin. Fare ye well: go.
Prin. This Doll Teare‑sheet should be some Rode.
Poin. I warrant you, as common as the way betweene
Poin. S. Saint Albans, and London.
Prin. How might we see Falstaffe bestow him selfe to