Макбет

           Macduff:Fittogovern!

           No,nottolive.Onationmiserable,

           Withanuntitledtyrantbloody-scepter’d,

           Whenshaltthouseethywholesomedaysagain,

           Sincethatthetruestissueofthythrone

           Byhisowninterdictionstandsaccursed,

           Anddoesblasphemehisbreed?Thyroyalfather

           Wasamostsaintedking:thequeenthatborethee,

           Ofteneruponherkneesthanonherfeet,

           Diedeverydayshelived.Faretheewell!

           Theseevilsthourepeat’stuponthyself

           Havebanish’dmefromScotland.Omybreast,

           Thyhopeendshere!

           Malcolm:Macduff,thisnoblepassion,

           Childofintegrity,hathfrommysoul

           Wipedtheblackscruples,reconciledmythoughts

           Tothygoodtruthandhonour.DevilishMacbeth

           Bymanyofthesetrainshathsoughttowinme

           Intohispower,andmodestwisdomplucksme

           Fromover-creduloushaste:butGodabove

           Dealbetweentheeandme!forevennow

           Iputmyselftothydirection,and

           Unspeakmineowndetraction,hereabjure

           ThetaintsandblamesIlaiduponmyself,

           Forstrangerstomynature.Iamyet

           Unknowntowoman,neverwasforsworn,

           Scarcelyhavecovetedwhatwasmineown,

           Atnotimebrokemyfaith,wouldnotbetray

           Thedeviltohisfellowanddelight

           Nolessintruththanlife:myfirstfalsespeaking

           Wasthisuponmyself:whatIamtruly,

           Isthineandmypoorcountry’stocommand:

           Whitherindeed,beforethyhere-approach,

           OldSiward,withtenthousandwarlikemen,

           Alreadyatapoint,wassettingforth.

           Nowwe’lltogether;andthechanceofgoodness

           Belikeourwarrantedquarrel!Whyareyousilent?