Scene VIII. Another part of the field.

           EnterMacbeth

           MacbethWhyshouldIplaytheRomanfool,anddie

           Onmineownsword?whilesIseelives,thegashes

           Dobetteruponthem.

           EnterMacduff

           MacduffTurn,hell-hound,turn!

           MacbethOfallmenelseIhaveavoidedthee:

           Butgettheeback;mysoulistoomuchcharged

           Withbloodofthinealready.

           MacduffIhavenowords:

           Myvoiceisinmysword:thoubloodiervillain

           Thantermscangivetheeout!

           Theyfight

           MacbethThoulosestlabour:

           Aseasymaystthoutheintrenchantair

           Withthykeenswordimpressasmakemebleed:

           Letfallthybladeonvulnerablecrests;

           Ibearacharmedlife,whichmustnotyield,

           Tooneofwomanborn.

           MacduffDespairthycharm;

           Andlettheangelwhomthoustillhastserved

           Tellthee,Macduffwasfromhismother’swomb

           Untimelyripp’d.

           MacbethAccursedbethattonguethattellsmeso,

           Forithathcow’dmybetterpartofman!

           Andbethesejugglingfiendsnomorebelieved,

           Thatpalterwithusinadoublesense;

           Thatkeepthewordofpromisetoourear,

           Andbreakittoourhope.