Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hec. Musicke, and a Song.
Hec. Hearke, I am call'd: my little Spirit see
Hec. Sits in Foggy cloud, and stayes for me.
Hec. Sing within. Come away, come away, &c.
1 1
1 Come, let's make hast, shee'l soone be
1 Backe againe.
1 Exeunt.
1 Scæna Sexta.
1 [Act 3, Scene 6]
1 Enter Lenox, and another Lord.
Lenox. Lenox.
Lenox. My former Speeches,
Lenox. Haue but hit your Thoughts
Lenox. Which can interpret farther: Onely I say
Lenox. Things haue bin strangely borne. The gracious Duncan
Lenox. Was pittied of Macbeth: marry he was dead:
Lenox. And the right valiant Banquo walk'd too late,
Lenox. Whom you may say (if't please you) Fleans kill'd,
Lenox. For Fleans fled: Men must not walke too late.