Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cap. Doubtfull it stood,
Cap. As two spent Swimmers, that doe cling together,
Cap. And choake their Art: The mercilesse Macdonwald
Cap. (Worthie to be a Rebell, for to that
Cap. The multiplying Villanies of Nature
Cap. Doe swarme vpon him) from the Westerne Isles
Cap. Of Kernes and Gallowgrosses is supply'd,
Cap. And Fortune on his damned Quarry smiling,
Cap. Shew'd like a Rebells Whore: but all's too weake:
Cap. For braue Macbeth (well hee deserues that Name)
Cap. Disdayning Fortune, with his brandisht Steele,
Cap. Which smoak'd with bloody execution
Cap. (Like Valours Minion) caru'd out his passage,
Cap. Till hee fac'd the Slaue:
Cap. Which neu'r shooke hands, nor bad farwell to him,
Cap. Till he vnseam'd him from the Naue toth'Chops,
Cap. And fix'd his Head vpon our Battlements.
King. King.
King. O valiant Cousin, worthy Gentleman.
Cap. Cap.