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- 1 Alarums. Enter Macbeth.
- 2 MACBETH.
- 3 They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,
- 4 But, bear-like I must fight the course.—What’s he
- 5 That was not born of woman? Such a one
- 6 Am I to fear, or none.
- 7 Enter young Siward.
- 8 YOUNG SIWARD.
- 9 What is thy name?
- 10 MACBETH.
- 11 Thou’lt be afraid to hear it.
- 12 YOUNG SIWARD.
- 13 No; though thou call’st thyself a hotter name
- 14 Than any is in hell.
- 15 MACBETH.
- 16 My name’s Macbeth.
- 17 YOUNG SIWARD.
- 18 The devil himself could not pronounce a title
- 19 More hateful to mine ear.
- 20 MACBETH.
- 21 No, nor more fearful.
- 22 YOUNG SIWARD.
- 23 Thou liest, abhorred tyrant. With my sword
- 24 I’ll prove the lie thou speak’st.
- 25 [_They fight, and young Siward is slain._]
- 26 MACBETH.
- 27 Thou wast born of woman.
- 28 But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
- 29 Brandish’d by man that’s of a woman born.
- 30 [_Exit._]
- 31 Alarums. Enter Macduff.
- 32 MACDUFF.
- 33 That way the noise is.—Tyrant, show thy face!
- 34 If thou be’st slain and with no stroke of mine,
- 35 My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still.
- 36 I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms
- 37 Are hired to bear their staves. Either thou, Macbeth,
- 38 Or else my sword, with an unbatter’d edge,
- 39 I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;
- 40 By this great clatter, one of greatest note
- 41 Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune!
- 42 And more I beg not.
- 43 [_Exit. Alarums._]
- 44 Enter Malcolm and old Siward.
- 45 SIWARD.
- 46 This way, my lord;—the castle’s gently render’d:
- 47 The tyrant’s people on both sides do fight;
- 48 The noble thanes do bravely in the war,
- 49 The day almost itself professes yours,
- 50 And little is to do.
- 51 MALCOLM.
- 52 We have met with foes
- 53 That strike beside us.
- 54 SIWARD.
- 55 Enter, sir, the castle.
- 56 [_Exeunt. Alarums._]