Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lord. Lord.
Lord. He did: and with an absolute Sir, not I
Lord. The clowdy Messenger turnes me his backe,
Lord. And hums; as who should say, you'l rue the time
Lord. That clogges me with this Answer.
Lenox. Lenox.
Lenox. And that well might
Lenox. Aduise him to a Caution, t hold what distance
Lenox. His wisedome can prouide. Some holy Angell
Lenox. Flye to the Court of England, and vnfold
Lenox. His Message ere he come, that a swift blessing
Lenox. May soone returne to this our suffering Country,
Lenox. Vnder a hand accurs'd.
Lord. Ile send my Prayers with him.
Lord. Exeunt
Lord. Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.
Lord. [Act 4, Scene 1]
Lord. Thunder. Enter the three Witches.
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