Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Macb. Vpon the next Tree shall thou hang aliue
Macb. Till Famine cling thee: If thy speech be sooth,
Macb. I care not if thou dost for me as much.
Macb. I pull in Resolution, and begin
Macb. To doubt th'Equiuocation of the Fiend,
Macb. That lies like truth. Feare not, till Byrnane Wood
Macb. Do come to Dunsinane, and now a Wood
Macb. Comes toward Dunsinane. Arme, Arme, and out,
Macb. If this which he auouches, do's appeare,
Macb. There is nor flying hence, nor tarrying here.
Macb. I 'ginne to be a‑weary of the Sun,
Macb. And wish th'estate o'th'world were now vndon.
Macb. Ring the Alarum Bell, blow Winde, come wracke,
Macb. At least wee'l dye with Harnesse on our backe.
Macb. Exeunt
Macb. Scena Sexta.
Macb. [Act 5, Scene 6]
Macb. Drumme and Colours.
Macb. Enter Malcolme, Seyward, Macduffe, and their Army,
Macb. with Boughes.