Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Macb. The gallopping of Horse. Who was't came by?
Len. Len.
Len. 'Tis two or three my Lord, that bring you word:
Len. Macduff is fled to England.
Macb. Macb.
Macb. Fled to England?
Len. I, my good Lord.
Macb. Time, thou anticipat'st my dread exploits:
Macb. The flighty purpose neuer is o're‑tooke
Macb. Vnlesse the deed go with it. From this moment,
Macb. The very firstlings of my heart shall be
Macb. The firstlings of my hand. And euen now
Macb. To Crown my thoughts with Acts: be it thoght & done:
Macb. The Castle of Macduff, I will surprize,
Macb. Seize vpon Fife; giue to th'edge o'th'Sword
Macb. His Wife, his Babes, and all vnfortunate Soules
Macb. That trace him in his Line. No boasting like a Foole,
Macb. This deed Ile do, before this purpose coole,