Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Macb. That had a heart to loue; and in that heart,
Macb. Courage, to make's loue knowne?
Lady. Lady.
Lady. Helpe me hence, hoa.
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,