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Macbeth - Act 5, scene 7Act 5, scene 7
Scene 7
Synopsis:
On the battlefield Macbeth kills young Siward, the son of the English commander. After Macbeth exits, Macduff arrives in search of him. Dunsinane Castle has already been surrendered to Malcolm, whose forces have been strengthened by deserters from Macbeth’s army.
Enter Macbeth.MACBETH
2330 They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,
2331 But, bear-like, I must fight the course. What’s he
2332 That was not born of woman? Such a one
2333 Am I to fear, or none.
Enter young Siward.
YOUNG SIWARD 2334 5What is thy name?
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MACBETH
2335
Thou ’lt be afraid to hear it.YOUNG SIWARD
2336 No, though thou call’st thyself a hotter name
2337 Than any is in hell.
MACBETH 2338 My name’s Macbeth.
YOUNG SIWARD
2339 10 The devil himself could not pronounce a title
2340 More hateful to mine ear.
MACBETH 2341 No, nor more fearful.
YOUNG SIWARD
2342 Thou liest, abhorrèd tyrant. With my sword
2343 I’ll prove the lie thou speak’st.
⌜They⌝ fight, and young Siward ⌜is⌝ slain.
MACBETH 2344 15 Thou wast born of
2345 woman.
2346 But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
2347 Brandished by man that’s of a woman born.
He exits.
Alarums. Enter Macduff.
MACDUFF
2348 That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face!
2349 20 If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine,
2350 My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still.
2351 I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms
2352 Are hired to bear their staves. Either thou, Macbeth,
2353 Or else my sword with an unbattered edge
2354 25 I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;
2355 By this great clatter, one of greatest note
2356 Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune,
2357 And more I beg not.He exits. Alarums.
Enter Malcolm and Siward.
SIWARD
2358 This way, my lord. The castle’s gently rendered.
2359 30 The tyrant’s people on both sides do fight,
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2360
The noble thanes do bravely in the war,2361 The day almost itself professes yours,
2362 And little is to do.
MALCOLM 2363 We have met with foes
2364 35 That strike beside us.
SIWARD 2365 Enter, sir, the castle.
They exit. Alarum.