Will
all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather
The multidinous seas incarnadine,
Making the green one red.
Macbeth, II.ii.75-78.
--
Macbeth's Bane
The body of Duncan lay dead,
Still warm on his kingly white bed.
Washed her hands did she;
Cleaned his knife did he;
And the salty green waters were red.
