Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cath. Who knowes if Donalbane be with his brother?
Len. Len.
Len. For certaine Sir, he is not: I haue a File
Len. Of all the Gentry; there is Seywards Sonne,
Len. And many vnruffe youths, that euen now
Len. Protest their first of Manhood.
Ment. Ment.
Ment. What do's the Tyrant.
Cath. Cath.
Cath. Great Dunsinane he strongly Fortifies:
Cath. Some say hee's mad: Others, that lesser hate him,
Cath. Do call it valiant Fury, but for certaine
Cath. He
Cath. The Tragedie of Macbeth.
Cath. He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause
Cath. Within the belt of Rule.
Ang. Ang.
Ang. Now do's he feele
Ang. His secret Murthers sticking on his hands,
Ang. Now minutely Reuolts vpbraid his Faith‑breach: