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Macbeth

Act V, Scene 5

Dunsinane. Within the castle.
 
[Enter MACBETH, SEYTON, and Soldiers, with drum and colors]
 
MACBETH
            ,         ,        ,        ,         ,
      Hang out | our ban|ners on | the out|ward walls,
           ,         ,            ,         ,            ,
      The cry | is still,| they come:| our cas|tle's strength
             ,         ,          ,           ,          ,
      Will laugh | a siege | to scorn:| here let | them lie,
            ,       ,        ,      ,          ,
      Till fa|mine and | the a|gue^eat | them up:
             ,           ,            ,             ,          ,
5     Were they | not forced | with those | that should | be ours,
           ,           ,           ,         ,          ,
      We might | have met | them dare|ful, beard | to beard,
            ,           ,         ,          ,          ,
      And beat | them back|ward home.| What is | that noise?
 
[A cry of women within]
 
SEYTON
       ,           ,        ,             ,    ,
      It is | the cry | of wo|men, my / good lord.
 
[Exit]
 
MACBETH
      ,         ,           ,          ,          ,
      I have | almost | forgot | the taste | of fears;
            ,          ,        ,        ,            ,
10    The time | has been,| my sen|ses would | have cooled
           ,        ,       ,               ,         ,
      To hear | a night-|shriek, and | my fell | of hair
        ,           ,        ,         ,           ,
      Would at | a dis|mal trea|tise rouse,| and stir
           ,           x      2       ,        ,          ,
      As life | were in it:| I have supped | full with | horrors,
        ,           ,       ,         ,     2        ,
      Direness | fami|liar to | my slaugh|terous thoughts
       ,              ,           ,         ,          ,
15    Cannot | once^start | me. Where|fore was | that cry?
 
SEYTON
            ,          ,         ,
      The queen |(my lord)| is dead.
 
MACBETH
       ,        2         ,        ,
      She should have | died here|after;   (trimeter with prev)
              ,            ,        ,          ,        ,
      There would | have been | a time | for such | a word:
         ,        ,       ,        ,       ,       ->
      Tomor|row, and | tomor|row, and | tomor||row,
         ,       2      ,       ,          ,        ,
20    Creeps | in this pet|ty pace | from day | to day,
        2      ,     ,     ,          ,        ,
      To the last | sylla|ble of | recor|ded time:
           ,         ,       ,           ,        ,
      And all | our yes|terdays,| have ligh|ted fools
           ,        ,       ,
      The way | to dus|ty death.
       T    T     T      ,
      Out, out, brief | candle,  (tri with prev?)
        ,       2      ,        ,           ,     ,
25    Life's but a | walking | shadow,| a poor | player
              ,           ,           ,      ,          ,
      That struts | and frets | his hour | upon | the stage,
            ,         ,          ,     ,          ,
      And then | is heard | no more.| It is | a tale
        ,    2     ,  2      ,         ,          ,
      Told by an | idiot,| full of | sound and | fury
       ,     ,       ,
      Signi|fying | nothing. (pickup)
             ,         ,           ,          ,       ,      ->
30    Thou comst | to use | thy tongue:| thy sto|ry quick||ly.
 
MESSENGER
       ,       2     ,
      Gra|cious my lord, (picked up)
           ,         ,      ,             ,       ,
      I should | report | that which | I say | I saw,
            ,         ,        ,
      But know | not how | to do | it.
 
MACBETH
                                         ,     ,
                                       Well,| say sir.
 
MESSENGER
         ,         ,          ,       ,          ,
35    As I | did stand | my watch | upon | the hill
           ,             ,        ,      ,         ,
      I looked | toward Bir|nam, and | anon | methought
            ,       ,         ,
      The wood | began | to move.
 
MACBETH
                                  ,           ,
                                 Liar,| and slave.
 
MESSENGER
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      Let me | endure | your wrath,| if it be | not so:
          ,           ,       ,     2       ,        ,
40    Within | this three | mile may you | see it | coming;
         ,       ,        ,
      I say,| a mo|ving grove.
 
MACBETH
                               .   T     T      T
                              If thou speakst false,
        ,          ,      ,                 ,       ,
      Upon | the next | tree shalt | thou hang | alive
            ,        ,            ,          ,          ,
      Till fa|mine cling | thee: if | thy speech | be sooth,
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45    I care | not if | thou dost | for me | as much.
          ,        ,    ,        ,       ,
      I pull | in re|solu|tion, and | begin
           ,        2   ,    ,       ,         ,
      To doubt | the equi|voca|tion of | the fiend
             ,           ,           ,          ,        ,
      That lies | like truth.| Fear^not,| till Bir|nam wood
           ,        ,      ,         ,        ,
      Do come | to Dun|sinane,| and now | a wood
        T      T    T      ,     T    T    .   T
50    Comes toward Dun|sinane.| Arm, arm, and out,
           ,           ,     ,          ,       ,
      If this | which he | avou|ches, does | appear,
             ,        ,        ,          ,    2     ,
      There is | nor fly|ing hence,| nor tar|rying here.
         ,        ,     ,      ,        ,
      I gin | to be | awea|ry of | the sun,
            ,       2   ,       2      ,           ,        ,
      And wish | the estate | of the world | were now | undone.
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55    Ring the | ala|rum-bell,| blow^wind,| come^wrack,
           ,            ,          ,        ,         ,
      At least | we'll die | with har|ness on | our back.
 
[Exeunt]

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