Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cap. sooner Iustice had, with Valour arm'd,
Cap. Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heeles,
Cap. But the Norweyan Lord, surueying vantage,
Cap. With furbusht Armes, and new supplyes of men,
Cap. Began a fresh assault.
King. King.
King. Dismay'd not this our Captaines, Macbeth and
King. Banquoh?
Cap. Cap.
Cap. Yes, as Sparrowes, Eagles;
Cap. Or the Hare, the Lyon:
Cap. If I say sooth, I must report they were
Cap. As Cannons ouer‑charg'd with double Cracks,
Cap. So they doubly redoubled stroakes vpon the Foe:
Cap. Except they meant to bathe in reeking Wounds,
Cap. Or memorize another Golgotha,
Cap. I cannot tell: but I am faint,
Cap. My Gashes cry for helpe.
King. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds,