Mach. Of all men else I have avoided thee: But get thee back, my soul is too much charg'd With blood of thine already. Macd. I have no words, My voice is in my sword; thon bloodier villain Than terms can give thee out! Mach. Thou losest labour: [They fight. As easy may'st thou the intrenchant air With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed: I bear a charmed life, which must not yield Macd. Despair thy charm ; And let the angel, whom thou still hast serv'd, Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb Untimely ripp'd. Mach. Accursed be that tongue that tells me so, For it hath cow'd my better part of man! And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd, That palter with us in a double sense; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o'the time. Macb I'll not yield, To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet, And to be baited with the rabble's curse. Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane, And thou oppos'd, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last: Before my body I throw my warlike shield: lay on, Macduff; And damn'd be him that first cries. Hold, enough. [Exeunt, fighting. Retreat. Flourish. Re-enter with Drum and Colours, MALCOLM, eld SIWARD, ROSSE, LENOX, ANGUS, CATHNESS, MENTETH, and Soldiers. Mal. I would the friends we miss, were safe arriv'd. Siw. Some must go off: and yet, by these I seè, So great a day as this is cheaply bought. Mal. Macduff is missing, and your noble son. Rosse. Your son, my Lord, has paid a soldier's debt: He only lived but till he was a man; The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd Siw. Then he is dead? Rosse. Ay, and brought off the field: your cause of sorrow Must not be measur'd by his worth, for then It hath no end. Siw. Had he his hurts before? Rosse. Ay, on the front. Siw. Why then, God's soldies be he? Had I as many sons as I have hairs, I would not wish them to a fairer death: And so his knell is knoll'd. Mal. He's worth more sorrow, And that I'll spend for him. Siw. He's worth no more; They say, he parted well, and paid his score: So, God be with him! Here comes newer comfort. Re-enter MACDUFF, with Macbeth's head on a pole. Macd. Hail, King! for so thou art: Behold, where stands The usurper's cursed head: the time is free: Ail. King of Scotland, hail! [Flourish. Mal. We shall not spend a large expence of time, Before we reckon with your several loves, And make us even with you. My thanes and kinsmen, Henceforth be Earls, the first that ever Scotland Of this dead butcher, and his ficnd-like Queen; PERSONS REPRESENTED. Solinus, Duke of Ephesus. Aegeon, a Merchant of Syracuse. Dromio of Ephesus, Twin Brothers, and AttendDromio of Syracuse, f ants on the two Antipholus's. Balthazar, a Merchant. Angelo, a Goldsmith. A Merchant, Friend to Antipholus of Syracuse. Pinch, a Schoolmaster, and a Conjurer. Acmilia, Wife to Aegeon, an Abbess at Ephesus. Adriana, Wife to Antipholus of Ephesus. Luciana, her Sister. Gaoler, Officers, and Attendants. SCENE, Ephesus. |