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Enter MALCOLM and old SIWARD.
Sin. This way, my lord;-the castle's gently renThe 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.
Macb. Why should I play the Roman fool, and die On mine own sword? whiles I see lives, the gashes Do better upon them.
Turn, hell-hound, turn.
Macb. Of all men else I have avoided thee:
With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed:
I bear a charmed life, which must not yield
To one of woman born.
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.
Macb. 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 keep the word of promise to our ear,
And break it to our hope.-I'll not fight with thee.
And live to be the show and gaze o' th' time.
Painted upon a pole;' and underwrit,
Here may you see the tyrant.
I'll not yield,
I throw my warlike shield: lay on, Macduff;
Retreat Flourish. Re-enter, with drum and colours, MALCOLM, old SIWARD, ROSSE, LENOX, ANGUS, CATHNESS, MENTETH, and Soldiers.
Mal. I would, the friends we miss were safe arriv'd. Sin. Some must go off: and yet, by these I see, So great a day as this is cheaply bought.
Mal. Macduff is missing, and
Rosse. Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt:
He only liv'd but till he was a man;
The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd
But like a man he died.
Then he is dead?
Rosse. Ay, and brought off the field: your cause
Must not be measur'd by his worth, for then
It hath no end.
Had he his hurts before?
That is, on cloth suspended on a pole.
Rosse. Ay, on the front.
Why then, God's soldier be he!
Had I as many sons as I have hairs,
I would not wish them to a fairer death.
And that I'll spend for him.
He's worth more sorrow,
He's worth no more:
They say, he parted well, and paid his score:
Macd. Hail, king! for so thou art: Behold, where Th' usurper's cursed head: the time is free: I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl,' That speak my salutation in their minds; Whose voices I desire aloud with mine,Hail, king of Scotland!
King of Scotland, hail!
Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like queen;
thy kingdom's wealth, or ornament, meaning the peers.
Prince HENRY, his son; afterwards King Henry III.
ARTHUR, duke of Bretagne, son of Geffrey, late duke of Bretagne, the elder brother of King John.
WILLIAM MARESHALL, earl of Pembroke.
GEFFREY FITZ-PETER, earl of Essex, chief justiciary of England. WILLIAM LONGSWORD, earl of Salisbury.
ROBERT BIGOT, earl of Norfolk.
HUBERT DE BURGH, chamberlain to the king.
ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE, son of Sir Robert Faulconbridge : PHILIP FAULCONBRIDGE, his half-brother, bastard son to King Richard the First.
JAMES GURNEY, servant to Lady Faulconbridge.
PETER of Pomfret, a prophet.
PHILIP, king of France.
LEWIS, the dauphin.
Archduke of Austria.
Cardinal PANDULPH, the Pope's legate.
MELUN, a French lord.
CHATILLON, ambassador from France to King John.
ELINOR, the widow of King Henry II., and mother of King John. CONSTANCE, mother to Arthur.
BLANCH, daughter to Alphonso, king of Castile, and niece to King John.
Lady FAULCONBRIDGE, mother to Philip and Robert Faulconbridge.
Lords, Ladies, Citizens of Angiers, Sheriff, Heralds, Officers,
SCENE-sometimes in England, and sometimes in France.