Macbeth
Act V, Scene 7
A part of the field.
Sheet of designs for military dress and weapons for Macbeth
C. Walter Hodges
- Enter Macbeth.
Macbeth
1 - 4- They have tied me to a stake; I cannot fly,
- But bear-like I must fight the course. What’s he
- That was not born of woman? Such a one
- Am I to fear, or none.
- Enter Young Siward.
Young Siward
5- What is thy name?
Macbeth
6- Thou’lt be afraid to hear it.
Young Siward
7 - 8- No; though thou call’st thyself a hotter name
- Than any is in hell.
Macbeth
9- My name’s Macbeth.
Young Siward
10 - 11- The devil himself could not pronounce a title
- More hateful to mine ear.
Macbeth
12- No; nor more fearful.
Young Siward
13 - 14- Thou liest, abhorred tyrant, with my sword
- I’ll prove the lie thou speak’st.
- Fight, and Young Siward slain.
Macbeth
15 - 17- Thou wast born of woman.
- But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
- Brandish’d by man that’s of a woman born.
- Exit.
- Alarums. Enter Macduff.
Macduff
18 - 27- That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face!
- If thou beest slain and with no stroke of mine,
- My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still.
- I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms
- Are hir’d 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 greatest note
- Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune!
- And more I beg not.
- Exit. Alarums.
- Enter Malcolm and Siward.
Siward
28 - 32- This way, my lord, the castle’s gently rend’red:
- The tyrant’s 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
33 - 34- We have met with foes
- That strike beside us.
Siward
35- Enter, sir, the castle.
- Exeunt. Alarum.
Henry Irving as Macbeth
J. Speed, circa 1889