Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lenox. And Prophecying, with Accents terrible,
Lenox. Of dyre Combustion, and confus'd Euents,
Lenox. New hatch'd toth'wofull time.
Lenox. The obscure Bird clamor'd the liue‑long Night.
Lenox. Some say, the Earth was feuorous,
Lenox. And did shake.
Macb. Macb.
Macb. 'Twas a rough Night.
Lenox. Lenox.
Lenox. My young remembrance cannot paralell
Lenox. A fellow to it.
Lenox. Enter Macduff.
Macd. Macd.
Macd. O horror, horror, horror,
Macd. Tongue nor Heart cannot conceiue, nor name thee.
Macb. and Lenox. Macb. and Lenox.
Macb. and Lenox. What's the matter?
Macd. Confusion now hath made his Master‑peece:
Macd. Most sacrilegious Murther hath broke ope