Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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La. I pray you speake not: he growes worse & worse
La. Question enrages him: at once, goodnight.
La. Stand not vpon the order of your going,
La. But go at once.
Len. Len.
Len. Good night, and better health
Len. Attend his Maiesty.
La. La.
La. A kinde goodnight to all.
La. Exit Lords.
Macb. Macb.
Macb. It will haue blood they say:
Macb. Blood will haue Blood:
Macb. Stones haue beene knowne to moue, & Trees to speake:
Macb. Augures, and vnderstood Relations, haue
Macb. By Maggot Pyes, & Choughes, & Rookes brought forth
Macb. The secret'st man of Blood. What is the night?
La. Almost at oddes with morning, which is which.