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Macbeth

Macbeth Translation Act 5, Scene 7

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Trumpets. MACBETH enters.

MACBETH

They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly, But, bearlike, I must fight the course. What’s he That was not born of woman? Such a one Am I to fear, or none.

MACBETH

They have tied me to a stake. I can’t run. Instead, I must stand and fight, like a bear. Where’s the man who wasn’t born from a woman? I fear him, and no one else.

YOUNG SIWARD enters.

YOUNG SIWARD

What is thy name?

YOUNG SIWARD

What’s your name?

MACBETH

Thou ‘lt be afraid to hear it.

MACBETH

You’ll be afraid to hear it.

YOUNG SIWARD

No, though thou call’st thyself a hotter nameThan any is in hell.

YOUNG SIWARD

No, not even if you called yourself a name more evil than any demon that's in hell.

MACBETH

My name’s Macbeth.

MACBETH

My name’s Macbeth.

YOUNG SIWARD

The devil himself could not pronounce a titleMore hateful to mine ear.

YOUNG SIWARD

The devil himself couldn’t say a name I hate more.

MACBETH

No, nor more fearful.

MACBETH

No, nor could the devil’s name be more frightening.

YOUNG SIWARD

Thou liest, abhorrèd tyrant. With my swordI’ll prove the lie thou speak’st.

YOUNG SIWARD

You lie, hated tyrant. My sword will prove that you speak lies.

They fight and YOUNG SIWARD is killed.

MACBETH

Thou wast born of woman.But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, Brandished by man that’s of a woman born.

MACBETH

You were born from a woman. I smile at swords, and laugh at any weapon held by a man born from a woman.

MACBETH exits.

Trumpets. MACDUFF enters.

MACDUFF

That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face! If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still. I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms Are hired to bear their staves. Either thou, Macbeth, Or else my sword with an unbattered edge I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be; By this great clatter, one of the greatest note Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune, And more I beg not.

MACDUFF

The noise is coming from over there. Tyrant, show your face! If you are killed without a strike from my own sword, the ghosts of my wife and children will haunt me forever. I won’t fight these wretched soldiers. Macbeth, I’ll dull the edge of my sword fighting you, or else I’ll sheathe my sword, unused. You must be over there based on that great noise, which sounds like the announcement of some notable man. Oh Fortune, let me find him! That's all I ask.

MACDUFF exits. Trumpets.

MALCOLM and Old SIWARD enter.

SIWARD

This way, my lord. The castle’s gently rendered. 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.

SIWARD

Come this way, my lord. The castle has surrendered without a fight. Macbeth’s soldiers are fighting on both sides, while our thanes fight bravely. The victory is almost yours, and there is little left to do.

MALCOLM

We have met with foesThat strike beside us.

MALCOLM

Our enemies seem to be trying to miss when they strike at us.

SIWARD

Enter, sir, the castle.

SIWARD

Sir, enter the castle.

They exit. Trumpets.

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About the Translator: Ben Florman

Ben is a co-founder of LitCharts. He holds a BA in English Literature from Harvard University, where as an undergraduate he won the Winthrop Sargent prize for best undergraduate paper on a topic related to Shakespeare.