Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sey. Had I as many Sonnes, as I haue haires,
Sey. I would not wish them to a fairer death:
Sey. And so his Knell is knoll'd.
Mal. Mal.
Mal. Hee's worth more sorrow,
Mal. And that Ile spend for him.
Sey. Sey.
Sey. He's worth no more,
Sey. They say he parted well, and paid his score,
Sey. And so God be with him. Here comes newer comfort.
Sey. Enter Macduffe, with Macbeths head.
Macd. Macd.
Macd. Haile King, for so thou art.
Macd. Behold where stands
Macd. Th'Vsurpers cursed head: the time is free:
Macd. I see thee compast with thy Kingdomes Pearle,
Macd. That speake my salutation in their minds:
Macd. Whose voyces I desire alowd with mine.
Macd. Haile King of Scotland.
All. All.