Act 1 - Scene 2
A camp near Forres.
Alarum within. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding
Sergeant DUNCAN
What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state. MALCOLM
This is the sergeant Who like a good and hardy soldier fought 'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend! Say
to the king the knowledge of the broil As thou didst leave it. Sergeant
Doubtful it stood; As two spent swimmers, that do cling together And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald Worthy
to be a rebel, for to that The multiplying villanies of nature Do swarm upon himfrom the western isles Of
kerns and gallowglasses is supplied; And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling, Show'd like a rebel's
whore: but all's too weak: For brave Macbethwell he deserves that name Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd
steel, Which smoked with bloody execution, Like valour's minion carved out his passage Till he faced the
slave; Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps, And
fix'd his head upon our battlements. DUNCAN
O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! Sergeant
As whence the sun 'gins his reflection Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break, So from that spring
whence comfort seem'd to come Discomfort swells. Mark, king of Scotland, mark: No sooner justice had
with valour arm'd Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels, But the Norweyan lord surveying
vantage, With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men Began a fresh assault. DUNCAN
Dismay'd not this Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo? Sergeant
Yes; As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion. If I say sooth, I must report they were As cannons overcharged
with double cracks, so they Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: Except they meant to bathe in reeking
wounds, Or memorise another Golgotha, I cannot tell. But I am faint, my gashes cry for help. DUNCAN
So well thy words become thee as thy wounds; They smack of honour both. Go get him surgeons.
Exit Sergeant, attended
Who comes here?
Enter ROSS
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