Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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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,
Lady. Must be prouided for: and you shall put
Lady. This Nights great Businesse into my dispatch,
Lady. Which shall to all our Nights, and Dayes to come,
Lady. Giue solely soueraigne sway, and Masterdome.