Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Banq. New Honors come vpon him
Banq. Like our strange Garments, cleaue not to their mould,
Banq. But with the aid of vse.
Macb. Macb.
Macb. Come what come may,
Macb. Time, and the Houre, runs through the roughest Day.
Banq. Banq.
Banq. Worthy Macbeth, wee stay vpon your ley
Banq. sure.
Macb. Giue me your fauour:
Macb. My dull Braine was wrought with things forgotten.
Macb. Kinde Gentlemen, your paines are registred,
Macb. Where euery day I turne the Leafe,
Macb. To reade them.
Macb. Let vs toward the King: thinke vpon
Macb. What hath chanc'd: and at more time,
Macb. The Interim hauing weigh'd it, let vs speake
Macb. Our free Hearts each to other.