Macbeth Porter scene

Here’s a knocking indeed If a man were porter of hell gate, he should have old turning key
Knock knock knock who’s there I the name of belzebub? Here’s a farmer that hanged himself on the expextation of plenty. Come in time! Have napkins enow about you; here you’ll sweat for it
Knock knock! Who’s there. In the other devils name? Faith it’s an eqivicator that could swear in both the scales against either scale Who committed treason enough for god sake, yet could not equivivicate to heaven. O come in equivator
Knock knock knock! Who’s there? Faith here’s an English tailor come hither, For stealing out a French hose. Come in tailor, here you may roast your goose
Knock knock knock! Never at quiet! What are you? But this place is too cold for hell. I’ll devil porter it no further. I had thought to have let in some of all professions, that go primrose way to the everlasting bonfire.
Anon anon I pray you remember the porter

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