Was he not born of woman? The spirits that know The mind I sway by and the heart I bear Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear. Enter a Servant. The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon! Servant. There is ten thousand ΙΟ Macbeth. Servant. Geese, villain? Soldiers, sir. Macbeth. Go prick thy face, and over-red thy fear, Macbeth. Take thy face hence. 20 [Exit Servant. Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not. Enter SEYTON. Seyton. What's your gracious pleasure? Macbeth. What news more? Seyton. All is confirm'd, my lord, which was reported. 30 Macbeth. I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hack'd. Give me my armour. F Seyton. 'Tis not needed yet. Macbeth. I'll put it on. Send out moe horses; skirr the country round; Hang those that talk of fear. Give me mine armour. How does your patient, doctor? Doctor. Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Macbeth. Doctor. Must minister to himself. Therein the patient Macbeth. Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it. And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud again. Pull't off, I say. What rhubarb, senna, or what purgative drug, 40 50 Would scour these English hence? Hear'st thou of them? Doctor. Ay, my good lord; your royal preparation Makes us hear something. Macbeth. Bring it after me. I will not be afraid of death and bane Till Birnam forest come to Dunsinane. 60 Doctor. [Aside.] Were I from Dunsinane away and clear, Profit again should hardly draw me here. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. Country near Birnam wood. Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, old SIWARD and his Son, MACDUFF, MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS, LENNOX, Ross, and Soldiers, marching. Malcolm. Cousins, I hope the days are near at hand That chambers will be safe. Menteith. We doubt it nothing. The wood of Birnam. Siward. What wood is this before us? Menteith. Malcolm. Let every soldier hew him down a bough Siward. We learn no other but the confident tyrant Keeps still in Dunsinane, and will endure Our setting down before 't. Malcolm. 'Tis his main hope: ΙΟ For where there is advantage to be given, Macduff. Let our just censures Attend the true event, and put we on Industrious soldiership. Siward. The time approaches That will with due decision make us know 20 [Exeunt, marching. SCENE V. Dunsinane. Within the castle. Enter MACBETH, SEYTON, and Soldiers, with Macbeth. Hang out our banners on the outward walls; The cry is still 'They come': our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie Till famine and the ague eat them up: Were they not forced with those that should be ours, Seyton. It is the cry of women, my good lord. As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors; Cannot once start me. [Exit. Re-enter SEYTON. Wherefore was that cry?> Seyton. The queen, my lord, is dead. Macbeth. She should have died hereafter; 20 Enter a Messenger. Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly. Messenger. Gracious my lord, I should report that which I say I saw, But know not how to do it. Macbeth. Well, say, sir. Messenger. As I did stand my watch upon the hill, I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought, The wood began to move. Macbeth. Liar and slave! Messenger. Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so: Within this three mile may you see it coming; I say, a moving grove. Macbeth. 'If thou speak'st false, Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth, I care not if thou dost for me as much. I pull in resolution and begin To doubt the equivocation of the fiend · That lies like truth: 'Fear not, till Birnam wood Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out! There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here. I 'gin to be aweary of the sun, And wish the estate o' the world were now undone. SCENE VI. Dunsinane. Before the castle. Drum and colours. 30 40 50 [Exeunt. Enter MALCOLM, old SIWARD, MACDUFF, and their Army, with boughs. Malcolm. Now near enough: your leavy screens throw down, And show like those you are. You, worthy uncle, |