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Till hee fac'd the Slaue: Which neu'r shooke hands, nor bad farwell to him, Till he vnseam'd him from the Naue toth' Chops,
February 18, 2025 at 5:42 PM
Disdayning Fortune, with his brandisht Steele, Which smoak'd with bloody execution (Like Valours Minion) caru'd out his passage,
February 5, 2025 at 8:59 PM
And Fortune on his damned Quarry smiling, Shew'd like a Rebells Whore: but all's too weake: For braue Macbeth (well hee deserues that Name)
February 3, 2025 at 3:06 PM
The multiplying Villanies of Nature Doe swarme vpon him) from the Westerne Isles Of Kernes and Gallowgrosses is supply'd,
January 27, 2025 at 2:36 PM
As two spent Swimmers, that doe cling together, And choake their Art: The mercilesse Macdonwald (Worthie to be a Rebell, for to that
January 22, 2025 at 6:45 PM
Say to the King, the knowledge of the Broyle, As thou didst leaue it Cap. Doubtfull it stood,
January 20, 2025 at 3:30 PM
Say to the King, the knowledge of the Broyle, As thou didst leaue it Cap. Doubtfull it stood,
January 16, 2025 at 7:31 PM
Mal. This is the Serieant, Who like a good and hardie Souldier fought 'Gainst my Captiuitie: Haile braue friend;
January 15, 2025 at 11:45 AM
King. Whence cam'st thou, worthy Thane? Rosse. From Fiffe, great King, Where the Norweyan Banners flowt the Skie,
January 14, 2025 at 1:45 PM
Lenox. What a haste lookes through his eyes? So should he looke, that seemes to speake things strange Rosse. God saue the King
January 13, 2025 at 3:57 PM
Enter Rosse and Angus. Who comes here? Mal. The worthy Thane of Rosse
January 11, 2025 at 12:14 PM
My Gashes cry for helpe King. So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds, They smack of Honor both: Goe get him Surgeons.
January 9, 2025 at 6:08 PM
Except they meant to bathe in reeking Wounds, Or memorize another Golgotha, I cannot tell: but I am faint,
January 8, 2025 at 3:49 PM
If I say sooth, I must report they were As Cannons ouer-charg'd with double Cracks, So they doubly redoubled stroakes vpon the Foe:
January 8, 2025 at 12:16 PM
Banquoh? Cap. Yes, as Sparrowes, Eagles; Or the Hare, the Lyon:
January 7, 2025 at 2:54 PM
With furbusht Armes, and new supplyes of men, Began a fresh assault King. Dismay'd not this our Captaines, Macbeth and
January 6, 2025 at 5:49 PM
No sooner Iustice had, with Valour arm'd, Compell'd these skipping Kernes to trust their heeles, But the Norweyan Lord, surueying vantage,
January 6, 2025 at 3:18 PM
Shipwracking Stormes, and direfull Thunders: So from that Spring, whence comfort seem'd to come, Discomfort swells: Marke King of Scotland, marke,
January 2, 2025 at 4:21 PM
And fix'd his Head vpon our Battlements King. O valiant Cousin, worthy Gentleman Cap. As whence the Sunne 'gins his reflection,
January 1, 2025 at 7:38 PM
Till hee fac'd the Slaue: Which neu'r shooke hands, nor bad farwell to him, Till he vnseam'd him from the Naue toth' Chops,
December 31, 2024 at 10:19 PM
Disdayning Fortune, with his brandisht Steele, Which smoak'd with bloody execution (Like Valours Minion) caru'd out his passage,
December 31, 2024 at 12:04 AM
And Fortune on his damned Quarry smiling, Shew'd like a Rebells Whore: but all's too weake: For braue Macbeth (well hee deserues that Name)
December 28, 2024 at 8:05 PM
The multiplying Villanies of Nature Doe swarme vpon him) from the Westerne Isles Of Kernes and Gallowgrosses is supply'd,
December 27, 2024 at 2:47 PM
As two spent Swimmers, that doe cling together, And choake their Art: The mercilesse Macdonwald (Worthie to be a Rebell, for to that
December 26, 2024 at 10:10 PM
Say to the King, the knowledge of the Broyle, As thou didst leaue it Cap. Doubtfull it stood,
December 26, 2024 at 7:52 PM