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The argument The battle. Macbeth kills Young Siward — 'He was born of woman' — and feels briefly vindicated. Macduff searches for him. Malcolm and Siward enter the castle.
Alarums. Enter Macbeth.
MACBETH ≋ verse MACBETH

They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,

But, bear-like I must fight the course.—What’s he

That was not born of woman? Such a one

Am I to fear, or none.

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

they have tied me to a stake. i cannot fly, but, bear-like i must fight the course.—what’s he that was not born of woman? such a one am i to fear, or none.

they have tied me to a stake. i cannot fly, but, bear-like i

"bear-like I must fight the course" The Globe Theatre was near the bear-baiting arenas of Southwark — the audience would have known exactly this image. Macbeth is identifying himself as the bear: trapped, surrounded, fighting not for victory but simply because there is no other option. It is one of the most honest self-assessments he has made.
Why it matters This is Macbeth without the prophecy's false comfort — the stripped version. He is not claiming invincibility here; he is a trapped animal choosing to fight rather than surrender. There is a kind of dignity in it, even now.
Enter young Siward.
YOUNG SIWARD YOUNG SIWARD

What is thy name?

What is thy name?

what is thy name?

what is thy name?

Why it matters Young Siward's courage — challenging Macbeth directly by name, calling him a liar — echoes the Macduff Boy in 4-2 ('Thou liest, thou shag-eared villain'). Both die calling Macbeth a liar. The courage is the same; so is the outcome.
MACBETH MACBETH

Thou’lt be afraid to hear it.

Thou’lt be afraid to hear it.

thou’lt be afraid to hear it.

thou’lt be afraid to hear it.

YOUNG SIWARD ≋ verse YOUNG SIWARD

No; though thou call’st thyself a hotter name

Than any is in hell.

No; though thou call’st thyself a hotter name Than any is in hell.

no; though thou call’st thyself a hotter name than any is in hell.

no; though thou call’st thyself a hotter name than any is in

MACBETH MACBETH

My name’s Macbeth.

My name’s Macbeth.

my name’s macbeth.

my name’s macbeth.

YOUNG SIWARD ≋ verse YOUNG SIWARD

The devil himself could not pronounce a title

More hateful to mine ear.

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

the devil himself could not pronounce a title more hateful to mine ear.

the devil himself could not pronounce a title more hateful t

MACBETH MACBETH

No, nor more fearful.

No, nor more fearful.

no, nor more fearful.

no, nor more fearful.

YOUNG SIWARD ≋ verse YOUNG SIWARD

Thou liest, abhorred tyrant. With my sword

I’ll prove the lie thou speak’st.

Thou liest, abhorred tyrant. With my sword I’ll prove the lie thou speak’st.

thou liest, abhorred tyrant. with my sword i’ll prove the lie thou speak’st.

thou liest, abhorred tyrant. with my sword i’ll prove the li

[_They fight, and young Siward is slain._]
MACBETH ≋ verse MACBETH

Thou wast born of woman.

But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,

Brandish’d by man that’s of a woman born.

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

thou wast born of woman. but swords i smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, brandish’d by man that’s of a woman born.

thou wast born of woman. but swords i smile at, weapons laug

Why it matters Macbeth is using Young Siward's death as confirmation of the prophecy — one more man of woman born who could not harm him. The confidence is the trap closing. The next man he meets was not of woman born.
[_Exit._]
Alarums. Enter Macduff.
MACDUFF ≋ verse MACDUFF

That way the noise is.—Tyrant, show thy face!

If thou be’st 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 unbatter’d edge,

I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;

By this great clatter, one of greatest note

Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune!

And more I beg not.

That way the noise is.—Tyrant, show thy face! If thou be’st 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 unbatter’d edge, I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be; By this great clatter, one of greatest note Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune! And more I beg not.

that way the noise is.—tyrant, show thy face! if thou be’st 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 unbatter’d edge, i sheathe again undeeded. there thou shouldst be; by this great clatter, one of greatest note seems bruited. let me find him, fortune! and more i beg not.

that way the noise is.—tyrant, show thy face! if thou be’st

Why it matters Macduff's speech is the personal vow from 4-3 made physical: he moves through the battle ignoring all other combat, specifically looking for Macbeth. The dead are watching; his need to be the one who kills Macbeth is not vanity but the only thing that can give their deaths meaning.
[_Exit. Alarums._]
Enter Malcolm and old Siward.
SIWARD ≋ verse SIWARD

This way, my lord;—the castle’s gently render’d:

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.

This way, my lord;—the castle’s gently render’d: 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.

this way, my lord;—the castle’s gently render’d: 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.

this way, my lord;—the castle’s gently render’d: the tyrant’

MALCOLM ≋ verse MALCOLM

We have met with foes

That strike beside us.

We have met with foes That strike beside us.

we have met with foes that strike beside us.

we have met with foes that strike beside us.

Enter, sir, the castle.
[_Exeunt. Alarums._]

The Reckoning

A short scene of the battle's opening phase. Macbeth kills Young Siward in single combat and, hearing that the boy was born normally, takes the prophecy as confirmed: the second apparition was right. No man of woman born can harm him. The feeling is brief — Macduff is already looking for him. The scene also shows Siward's lines as almost comically brief, establishing him as the generic good general against Macbeth's complex villainy. The real drama is the search: Macduff moving through the battle specifically looking for one man. The personal encounter is still one scene away.

If this happened today…

In the middle of a firefight, the man they can't stop takes down one of the most promising soldiers on the other side and feels it as confirmation: untouchable. His enemy moves through the fighting specifically looking for him. He doesn't know that yet.

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