Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. But signes of Noblenesse, like Starres, shall shine
King. On all deseruers. From hence to Envernes,
King. And binde vs further to you.
Macb. Macb.
Macb. The Rest is Labor, which is not vs'd for you:
Macb. Ile be my selfe the Herbenger, and make ioyfull
Macb. The hearing of my Wife, with your approach:
Macb. So humbly take my leaue.
King. King.
King. My worthy Cawdor.
Macb. The Prince of Cumberland: that is a step,
Macb. On which I must fall downe, or else o're‑leape,
Macb. mm
Macb. For
Macb. The Tragedie of Macbeth.
Macb. For in my way it lyes. Starres hide your fires,
Macb. Let not Light see my black and deepe desires:
Macb. The Eye winke at the Hand: yet let that bee,
Macb. Which the Eye feares, when it is done to see.