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Will laugh a siege to scorn : here let them lie,
[A cry within, of Women. Sey. It is the cry of women, my good lord.
Macb. I have almost forgot the taste of fears :
Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead.
Macb. She should have died hereafter ;
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. Gracious my lord,
Macó. Well, say, sir.
Mes. As I did stand my watch upon the hill,
[Striking him. Mes. Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so: Within this three mile may you see it coming ;
(5! Recorded time seems to signify the time fixed in the decrees of heaven for the period of life. JOHNS.
 The dust of death is an expression used in the 22d Psalm. STEEV.
I say, a moving grove.
Macb. If thou speak’st false, Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive, Till famine cling thee:7 if thy speech be sooth, I care not if thou do'st 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 Do come to Dunsinane ;-and now a wood Comes toward Dunsinane.-Arm, arm, and out! If this, which he avouches, does appear, There is nor flying hence, nor tarrying here. I'gin to be a-weary of the sun, And wish the estate o'the world were now undone.Ring the alarum bell :- Blow, wind ! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back. [Exeunt.
Siw. Fare you well.-
breath, Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
[Exeunt. Alarums continued.
 Clung, in the Northern counties, signifies any thing that is shrivelled, or shrunk up. To cling likewise siguifies, to gripe, to compress, to embrace.
SCENE VII. The same. Another Part of the Plain. Enter MACBETH.
Macb. They have tied me to a stake ; I cannot fly, But, bear-like, I must fight the course.
8 What's he,
Enter young SIWARD.
Yo. Siw. No ; tho’thou call'st thyself a hotter name Than any is in hell.
Macb. My name's Macbeth.
Yo. Siw. The devil himself could not pronounce a title More hateful to mine ear.
Macb. No, nor more fearful.
Yo. Siw. Thou liest, abhorred tyrant ; with my sword I'll prove the lie thou speak'st.
[They fight, and young SIWARD is slain. Macb. 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. Macd. That way the noise is :--Tyrant, show thy face: If thou be'st slain, and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still. I cannot strike at wretched kernes, whose arms Are hir'd to bear their staves; either thou, Macbeth; Or else my sword, with an unbatter'd edge, I sheath again undeeded. There thou should'st be ;. By this great clatter, one of greatest note Seems bruited':9. Let me find him, fortune, And more I beg not.
[Exit. Alarum. Enter MALCOLM and old SIWARD. Siw. This way, my lord ;-the castle's gently render'd :: 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.
 A phrase taken from bear-baiting. STEEV.  From bruit, Fr. To bruit is to report with ciamour; to noise. STEE
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Mal. We have met with foes That strike beside us. Siw. Enter, sir, the castle. [Exeunt. Alarum.
Re-enter MACBETH. Macb. Why should I play the Roman fool, and die On mine own sword ?: whiles I see lives, the gashes Do better upon them.
Re-enter MACDUFF. Macd. Turn, hell-hound, turn.
Macb. Of all men else I have avoided thee :
Macd. I have no words,
Macd. Despair thy charm;
Macb. Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,
Macd. Then yield thee, coward,
Macb. I'll not yield,
 Alluding, nerhaps, to the suicide of Cato Uticensis. STEEV.  That is, a", which cannot be cut. JOHNS.  In the days of chivalry, the champion's arms being ceremoniously bless. ed, »ch took an oath that he used no charmed weapons. Macbeth, according, to th · jaw of arms, or perhaps only in allusion to this custom, tells Macduff of the security he had in the prediction of the spirit. UPTON.  That shufle with ambiguous expressions.
To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet,
[Exeunt, fighting. Re-enter fighting, and MACBETH is slain. Retreat. Flourish. Re-enter, with Drum and Colours, MAL
COLM, old SIWARD, Rosse, LENOX, ANGUS, CATHNESS,
Siw. Some must go off : and yet, by these I see,
Mal. Macduff is missing, and your noble son.
R088e. Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt :
Siw. Then he is dead?
Siw. Had he his hurts before ?
Siw. Why then, God's soldier
Mal. He's worth more sorrow,
Siw. He's worth no more ;
 This incident is thus related from Henry of Huntingdon, by Camden, in his Remains, from which our author probably copied it :- When Siward, the martial earl of Northumberland, understood that his son, whom he had sent in service against the Scotchmen, was slain, he demanded whether his wounds were in the fore part or hinder part of his body. When it was answered, in the fore part, he replied, “I am right glad ; neither wish I any other death to me or mine." JOHNS.