Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Macd. The Tragedie of Macbeth.
Macd. Seemes bruited. Let me finde him Fortune,
Macd. And more I begge not.
Macd. Exit.
Macd. Alarums.
Macd. Enter Malcolme and Seyward.
Sey. Sey.
Sey. This way my Lord, the Castles gently rendred:
Sey. The Tyrants people, on both sides do fight,
Sey. The Noble Thanes do brauely in the Warre,
Sey. The day almost it selfe professes yours,
Sey. And little is to do.
Malc. Malc.
Malc. We haue met with Foes
Malc. That strike beside vs.
Sey. Enter Sir, the Castle.
Sey. Exeunt.
Sey. [Act 5, Scene 8]
Sey. Alarum