Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fleance. Clock
Banq. Banq.
Banq. And she goes downe at Twelue.
Fleance. Fleance.
Fleance. I take't, 'tis later, Sir.
Banq. Hold, take my Sword:
Banq. There's Husbandry in Heauen,
Banq. Their Candles are all out: take thee that too.
Banq. mm2
Banq. A
Banq. The Tragedie of Macbeth.
Banq. A heauie Summons lyes like Lead vpon me,
Banq. And yet I would not sleepe:
Banq. Mercifull Powers, restraine in me the cursed thoughts
Banq. That Nature giues way to in repose.
Banq. Enter Macbeth, and a Seruant with a Torch.
Banq. Giue me my Sword: who's there?
Macb. Macb.
Macb. A Friend.