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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.


And towards London do they bend their power,

 Bruis'd underneath the yoke of tyranny, South from the mighty power of the king. With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd, 
  • If you do sweat to put a tyrant down,
 Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror; And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of woman Shall e'er have power upon thee.--Then fly, false thanes, Six or seven thousand is their utmost power. The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace? For a charm of powerful trouble, We learn no other but the confident tyrant When I shall tread upon the tyrant's head, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Six or seven thousand is their utmost power. And part in just proportion our small power.--