Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Macb. Seize vpon Fife; giue to th'edge o'th'Sword
Macb. His Wife, his Babes, and all vnfortunate Soules
Macb. That trace him in his Line. No boasting like a Foole,
Macb. This deed Ile do, before this purpose coole,
Macb. But no more sights. Where are these Gentlemen?
Macb. Come bring me where they are.
Macb. Exeunt
Macb. Scena Secunda.
Macb. [Act 4, Scene 2]
Macb. Enter Macduffes Wife, her Son, and Rosse.
Wife. Wife.
Wife. What had he done, to make him fly the Land?
Rosse. Rosse.
Rosse. You must haue patience Madam.
Wife. He had none:
Wife. His flight was madnesse: when our Actions do not,
Wife. Our feares do make vs Traitors.
Rosse. You know not