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Macbeth

by William Shakespeare

Act 5, Scene 7 Easiest-to-Read Edition

 

 

 

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Macbeth Act 5, Scene 7



Another part of the field

Alarums. Enter MACBETH

Alarums. Enter MACBETH

MACBETH

They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,

(as a sport, bears were tied to a stake and attacked by dogs)

But, bearlike, I must fight the course. Whatís he

That was not born of woman? Such a one

Am I to fear or none.

 

MACBETH

They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,

But, bearlike, I must fight the course. Whatís he

That was not born of woman? Such a one

Am I to fear, or none.

 

Enter YOUNG SIWARD

Enter YOUNG SIWARD

YOUNG SIWARD

What is thy name?

(Macbethís armor obscures his identity)

 

YOUNG SIWARD

What is thy name?

 

MACBETH

Thou 'lt be afraid to hear it.

 

MACBETH

Thou 'lt be afraid to hear it.

 

YOUNG SIWARD

No, though thou callíst thyself a hotter name

Than any is in hell.

 

YOUNG SIWARD

No, though thou callíst thyself a hotter name

Than any is in hell.

 

MACBETH

My nameís Macbeth.

 

MACBETH

My nameís Macbeth.

 

YOUNG SIWARD

The devil himself could not pronounce a title

More hateful to mine ear.

 

YOUNG SIWARD

The devil himself could not pronounce a title

More hateful to mine ear.

 

MACBETH

     No, nor more fearful.

fearful=frightening

 

MACBETH

     No, nor more fearful.

 

YOUNG SIWARD

Thou liest, abhorrŤd tyrant. With my sword

Iíll prove the lie thou speakíst.

 

YOUNG SIWARD

Thou liest, abhorrŤd tyrant. With my sword

Iíll prove the lie thou speakíst.

 

They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is slain

They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is slain

MACBETH

     Thou wast born of woman.

But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,

Brandished by man thatís of a woman born.

 

MACBETH

     Thou wast born of woman.

But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,

Brandished by man thatís of a woman born.

 

Exit

Exit

Alarums. Enter MACDUFF

Alarums. Enter MACDUFF

MACDUFF

That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face!

If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine,

My wife and childrenís ghosts will haunt me still.

still=always

I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms

kerns=mercenary foot-soldiers

Are hired to bear their staves. Either thou, Macbeth,

staves=spears

Or else my sword with an unbattered edge

I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;

By this great clatter, one of the greatest note

Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune,

bruited=announced

And more I beg not.

 

MACDUFF

That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face!

If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine,

My wife and childrenís ghosts will haunt me still.

I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms

Are hired to bear their staves. Either thou, Macbeth,

Or else my sword with an unbattered edge

I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;

By this great clatter, one of the greatest note

Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune,

And more I beg not.

 

Exit. Alarums

Exit. Alarums

Enter MALCOLM and SIWARD

Enter MALCOLM and SIWARD

SIWARD

This way, my lord. The castleís gently rendered.

rendered=surrendered

The tyrantís people on both sides do fight,

The noble thanes do bravely in the war,

The day almost itself professes yours,

And little is to do.

 

SIWARD

This way, my lord. The castleís gently rendered.

The tyrantís people on both sides do fight,

The noble thanes do bravely in the war,

The day almost itself professes yours,

And little is to do.

 

MALCOLM

     We have met with foes

That strike beside us (take our side).

 

MALCOLM

     We have met with foes

That strike beside us.

 

SIWARD

Enter, sir, the castle.

 

SIWARD

Enter, sir, the castle.

 

Exeunt. Alarums

Exeunt. Alarums

 

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