Macbeth Act 5 Scene 7 Lines
| 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.
|What is thy name?|
|Thou'lt be afraid to hear it.|| No, though thou call'st thyself a hotter name|
Than any is in Hell.
|My name's Macbeth.|| The Devil himself could not pronounce a title|
More hateful to mine ear.
|No, nor more fearful.|| Thou liest, abhorred tyrant. With my sword|
I'll prove the lie thou speak'st.
| Thou wast born of woman.|
But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn,
Brandished by man that's of a woman born.