The Tragedy Of Macbeth

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._]