Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Macd. Macd.
Macd. Looke to the Lady.
Mal. Mal.
Mal. Why doe we hold our tongues,
Mal. That most may clayme this argument for ours?
Donal. Donal.
Donal. What should be spoken here,
Donal. Where our Fate hid in an augure hole,
Donal. May rush, and seize vs? Let's away,
Donal. Our Teares are not yet brew'd.
Mal. Nor our strong Sorrow
Mal. Vpon the foot of Motion.
Banq. Banq.
Banq. Looke to the Lady:
Banq. And when we haue our naked Frailties hid,
Banq. That suffer in exposure; let vs meet,
Banq. And question this most bloody piece of worke,
Banq. To know it further. Feares and scruples shake vs:
Banq. In the great Hand of God I stand, and thence,