Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Macd. Macd.
Macd. Dispaire thy Charme,
Macd. And let the Angell whom thou still hast seru'd
Macd. Tell thee, Macduffe was from his Mothers womb
Macd. Vntimely ript.
Macb. Macb.
Macb. Accursed be that tongue that tels mee so;
Macb. For it hath Cow'd my better part of man:
Macb. And be these Iugling Fiends no more beleeu'd,
Macb. That palter with vs in a double sence,
Macb. That keepe the word of promise to our eare,
Macb. And breake it to our hope. Ile not fight with thee.
Macd. Then yeeld thee Coward,
Macd. And liue to be the shew, and gaze o'th'time.
Macd. Wee'l haue thee, as our rarer Monsters are
Macd. Painted vpon a pole, and vnder‑writ,
Macd. Heere may you see the Tyrant.
Macb. I will not yeeld