[Stage] Trumpets. Macbeth enters.
Macbeth(麦克白)
They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,
But, bearlike, I must fight the course.
What’s he
That was not born of woman? Such a one
Am I to fear, or none.
[Stage] Young Siward enters.
Young Siward(小西沃德)
What is thy name?
Macbeth(麦克白)
Thou ‘lt be afraid to hear it.
Young Siward(小西沃德)
No, though thou call’st thyself a hotter name
Than any is in hell.
Macbeth(麦克白)
My name’s Macbeth.
Young Siward(小西沃德)
The devil himself could not pronounce a title
More hateful to mine ear.
Macbeth(麦克白)
No, nor more fearful.
Young Siward(小西沃德)
Thou liest, abhorrèd tyrant. With my sword
I’ll prove the lie thou speak’st.
[Stage] They fight and Young Siward is killed.
Macbeth(麦克白)
Thou wast born of woman.
But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
Brandished by man that’s of a woman born.
[Stage] Macbeth exits.
[Stage] Trumpets. Macduff enters.
Macduff(麦克德夫)
That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face!
If thou beest 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 unbattered edge
I sheathe again undeeded.
There thou shouldst be;
By this great clatter, one of the greatest note
Seems bruited.
Let me find him, Fortune,
And more I beg not.
[Stage] Macduff exits. Trumpets.
[Stage] Malcolm and Old Siward enter.
Siward(西沃德)
This way, my lord. The castle’s gently rendered.
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.
Malcolm(马尔康)
We have met with foes
That strike beside us.
Siward(西沃德)
Enter, sir, the castle.
[Stage] They exit. Trumpets.