Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Macb. And play the humble Host:
Macb. Our Hostesse keepes her State, but in best time
Macb. We will require her welcome.
La. La.
La. Pronounce it for me Sir, to all our Friends,
La. For my heart speakes, they are welcome.
La. Enter first Murtherer.
Macb. Macb.
Macb. See they encounter thee with their harts thanks
Macb. Both sides are euen: heere Ile sit i'th'mid'st,
Macb. Be large in mirth, anon wee'l drinke a Measure
Macb. The Table round. There's blood vpon thy face.
Mur. Mur.
Mur. 'Tis Banquo's then.
Macb. 'Tis better thee without, then he within.
Macb. Is he dispatch'd?
Mur. My Lord his throat is cut, that I did for him.
Mac. Mac.