Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Aron. Now question me no more, we are espied,
Aron. Heere comes a parcell of our hopefull Booty,
Aron. Which dreads not yet their liues destruction.
Aron. Enter Bassianus and Lauinia
Tamo. Tamo.
Tamo. Ah my sweet Moore:
Tamo. Sweeter to me then life.
Aron. Aron.
Aron. No more great Empresse, Bassianus comes,
Aron. Be crosse with him, and Ile goe fetch thy Sonnes
Aron. To backe thy quarrell what so ere they be.
Bassi. Bassi.
Bassi. Whom haue we heere?
Bassi. Romes Royall Empresse,
Bassi. Vnfurnisht of our well beseeming troope?
Bassi. Or is it Dian habited like her,
Bassi. Who hath abandoned her holy Groues,
Bassi. To see the generall Hunting in this Forrest?
Tamo. Sawcie controuler of our priuate steps: