2396Macb. They haue tied me to a stake, I cannot flye,

2397But Beare-like I must fight the course. What's he

2398That was not borne of Woman? Such a one

2399Am I to feare, or none.

2401Y. Sey. What is thy name?

2402Macb. Thou'lt be affraid to heare it.

2403Y. Sey. No: though thou call'st thy selfe a hoter name

2404Then any is in hell.

2405Macb. My name's Macbeth.

2406Y. Sey. The diuell himselfe could not pronounce a Title

2407More hatefull to mine eare.

2408Macb. No: nor more fearefull.

2409Y. Sey. Thou lyest abhorred Tyrant, with my Sword

2410Ile proue the lye thou speak st.

2412Macb. Thou was't borne of woman;

2413But Swords I smile at, Weapons laugh to scorne,

2414Brandish'd by man that's of a Woman borne. Exit.

2416Macd. That way the noise is: Tyrant shew thy face,

2417If thou beest slaine, and with no stroake of mine,

2418My Wife and Childrens Ghosts will haunt me still:

2419I cannot strike at wretched Kernes, whose armes

2420Are hyr'd to beare their Staues; either thou Macbeth,

2421Or else my Sword with an vnbattered edge

2422I sheath againe vndeeded. There thou should'st be,

2423By this great clatter, one of greatest note

2424Seemes bruited. Let me finde him Fortune,

2425And more I begge not. Exit. Alarums.

2427Sey. This way my Lord, the Castles gently rendred:

2428The Tyrants people, on both sides do fight,

2429The Noble Thanes do brauely in the Warre,

2430The day almost it selfe professes yours,

2431And little is to do.

2432Malc. We haue met with Foes

2433That strike beside vs.

2434Sey. Enter Sir, the Castle. Exeunt. Alarum