• Enter MACBETH, DOCTOR, and attendants

    MACBETH

    Bring me no more reports. Let them fly all.
    Till Birnam Wood remove to Dunsinane
    I cannot taint with fear. What’s the boy Malcolm?
    Was he not born of woman? The spirits that know
    5All mortal consequences have pronounced me thus:
    “Fear not, Macbeth. No man that’s born of woman
    Shall e'er have power upon thee.” Then fly, false thanes,
    And mingle with the English epicures.
    The mind I sway by and the heart I bear
    10Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear.
    Enter a SERVANT
    The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon!
    Where got’st thou that goose look?

    SERVANT

    There is ten thousand—

    MACBETH

    Geese, villain?

    SERVANT

    15Soldiers, sir.

    MACBETH

    Go, prick thy face and over-red thy fear,
    Thou lily-livered boy. What soldiers, patch?
    Death of thy soul! Those linen cheeks of thine
    Are counselors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face?

    SERVANT

    20The English force, so please you.

    MACBETH

    Take thy face hence.
    Exit SERVANT
  • MACBETH, a DOCTOR, and attendants enter.

    MACBETH

    Don’t bring me any more reports. I don’t care if all the thanes desert me. Until Birnam Wood gets up and moves to Dunsinane, I won’t be affected by fear. What’s the boy Malcolm? Wasn’t he born from a woman? The spirits that know the future have told me this: “Don’t be afraid, Macbeth. No man born from a woman will ever defeat you.” So get out of here, disloyal thanes, and join the weak and decadent English! My mind and courage will never falter with doubt or shake with fear.
    A SERVANT enters.
    May the devil turn you black, you white-faced fool! Why do you look like a frightened goose?

    SERVANT

    There are ten thousand—

    MACBETH

    Geese, you idiot?

    SERVANT

    Soldiers, sir.

    MACBETH

    Go pinch your cheeks and bring some color back into your face, you cowardly boy. What soldiers, fool? Curse you! That pale face of yours will frighten the others as well. What soldiers, milk-face?

    SERVANT

    The English army, sir.

    MACBETH

    Get out of my sight.
    The SERVANT exits.