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| Trumpets and the noise of battle.
MACBETH enters. |
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| | MACBETH |
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They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly, |
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But, bearlike, I must fight the course. What's he |
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That was not born of woman? Such a one |
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Am I to fear, or none. |
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| MACBETH |
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They have me tied to a stake. I can't run away. I have to
stand and fight, like a bear
.Where's the man who
wasn't born from a woman? He's the only one
I'm afraid of, nobody else. |
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| | YOUNG SIWARD |
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What is thy name? |
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| YOUNG SIWARD |
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What's your name? |
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| | MACBETH |
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Thou 'lt be afraid to hear it. |
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| MACBETH |
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You'll be afraid to hear it. |
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| | YOUNG SIWARD |
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No, though thou call'st thyself a hotter name |
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Than any is in hell. |
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| YOUNG SIWARD |
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No I won't, even if you were one of the worst demons in
hell. |
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| | MACBETH |
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My name's Macbeth. |
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| MACBETH |
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My name's Macbeth. |
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| | YOUNG SIWARD |
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The devil himself could not pronounce a title |
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More hateful to mine ear. |
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| YOUNG SIWARD |
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The devil himself couldn't say a name I hate more. |
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| | MACBETH |
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No,
nor more fearful. |
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| MACBETH |
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No, nor could the devil's name be more
frightening. |
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| | YOUNG SIWARD |
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Thou liest, abhorrèd tyrant. With my sword |
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I'll prove the lie thou speak'st. |
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| YOUNG SIWARD |
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You lie, you disgusting tyrant. I'll prove with my sword
that I'm not scared of you. |
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| They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is slain |
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| They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is
killed. |
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| | MACBETH |
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Thou
wast born of woman. |
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But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, |
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Brandished by man that's of a woman born. |
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| MACBETH |
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You were born from a woman. Swords don't frighten me. I
laugh at any weapon used by a man who was born from a woman. |
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