| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| Murth. | MURDERERS | |
| It was, so please your Highnesse. | It was, so please your highness. | Mac III.i.74.1 |
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| You made it knowne to vs. | You made it known to us. | Mac III.i.83.2 |
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| We are men, my Liege. | We are men, my liege. | Mac III.i.90.2 |
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| And I another, | And I another | Mac III.i.110.2 |
| So wearie with Disasters, tugg'd with Fortune, | So weary with disasters, tugged with fortune, | Mac III.i.111 |
| That I would set my Life on any Chance, | That I would set my life on any chance | Mac III.i.112 |
| To mend it, or be rid on't. | To mend it or be rid on't. | Mac III.i.113.1 |
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| Murth. | MURDERERS | |
| True, my Lord. | True, my lord. | Mac III.i.114.2 |
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| Though our Liues--- | Though our lives – | Mac III.i.126.2 |
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| Murth. | MURDERERS | |
| We are resolu'd, my Lord. | We are resolved, my lord. | Mac III.i.138.2 |
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| But who did bid thee ioyne with vs? | But who did bid thee join with us? | Mac III.iii.1.1 |
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| Then stand with vs: | Then stand with us; | Mac III.iii.4.2 |
| The West yet glimmers with some streakes of Day. | The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day. | Mac III.iii.5 |
| Now spurres the lated Traueller apace, | Now spurs the lated traveller apace | Mac III.iii.6 |
| To gayne the timely Inne, and neere approches | To gain the timely inn; and near approaches | Mac III.iii.7 |
| The subiect of our Watch. | The subject of our watch. | Mac III.iii.8.1 |
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| His Horses goe about. | His horses go about. | Mac III.iii.11.2 |
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| Stand too't. | Stand to't! | Mac III.iii.15.3 |
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| Let it come downe. | Let it come down! | Mac III.iii.16.2 |
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| Was't not the way? | Was't not the way? | Mac III.iii.19.2 |
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| Well, let's away, and say how much is done. | Well, let's away and say how much is done. | Mac III.iii.22 |
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| 'Tis Banquo's then. | 'Tis Banquo's then. | Mac III.iv.13.2 |
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| My Lord his throat is cut, | My lord, his throat is cut; | Mac III.iv.15.2 |
| that I did for him. | That I did for him. | Mac III.iv.16.1 |
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| Most Royall Sir / Fleans is scap'd. | Most royal sir – Fleance is scaped. | Mac III.iv.19 |
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| I, my good Lord: safe in a ditch he bides, | Ay, my good lord; safe in a ditch he bides, | Mac III.iv.25 |
| With twenty trenched gashes on his head; | With twenty trenched gashes on his head, | Mac III.iv.26 |
| The least a Death to Nature. | The least a death to nature. | Mac III.iv.27.1 |
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| Where is your Husband? | Where is your husband? | Mac IV.ii.80 |
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| He's a Traitor. | He's a traitor. | Mac IV.ii.82.2 |
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| What you Egge? | What, you egg, | Mac IV.ii.83.2 |
| Yong fry of Treachery? | Young fry of treachery! | Mac IV.ii.84.1 |