Macbeth - Page 87

MALCOLM We have met with foes

That strike beside us.29

SIWARD Enter, sir, the castle.

Exeunt. Alarum.

V.8Enter Macbeth.

MACBETH

Why should I play the Roman fool and die

On mine own sword? Whiles I see lives, the gashes2

Do better upon them.

Enter Macduff.

MACDUFF Turn, hellhound, turn!

MACBETH

Of all men else I have avoided thee.

But get thee back. My soul is too much charged5

With blood of thine already.

MACDUFF I have no words;

My voice is in my sword, thou bloodier villain

8 Than terms can give thee out.

Fight. Alarum.

MACBETH Thou losest labor.

9 As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air 10 With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed.

Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests.

I bear a charmed life, which must not yield

13 To one of woman born.

MACDUFF Despair thy charm,

14 And let the angel whom thou still hast served Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb

Untimely ripped.

MACBETH

Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,

18 For it hath cowed my better part of man; 19 And be these juggling fiends no more believed, 20 That palter with us in a double sense, That keep the word of promise to our ear

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