Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lady. Great Glamys, worthy Cawdor,
Lady. Greater then both, by the all‑haile hereafter,
Lady. Thy Letters haue transported me beyond
Lady. This ignorant present, and I feele now
Lady. The future in the instant.
Macb. Macb.
Macb. My dearest Loue,
Macb. Duncan comes here to Night.
Lady. Lady.
Lady. And when goes hence?
Macb. To morrow, as he purposes.
Lady. O neuer,
Lady. Shall Sunne that Morrow see.
Lady. Your Face, my Thane, is as a Booke, where men
Lady. May reade strange matters, to beguile the time.
Lady. Looke like the time, beare welcome in your Eye,
Lady. Your Hand, your Tongue: looke like th'innocent flower,
Lady. But be the Serpent vnder't. He that's comming,