Macbeth, Lines 38b-52
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Act 5,
Scene 5
Lines 38b-52

Macbeth performs a speech from Act 5, Scene 5 of myShakespeare's Macbeth

Macbeth

                                        If thou speak'st false,
Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive
Till famine cling thee. If thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou dost for me as much.
I pull in resolution and begin
To doubt the equivocation of the fiend
That lies like truth, 'Fear not till Birnam wood
Do come to Dunsinane', and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane. – Arm, arm, and out!
If this which he avouches does appear,
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
I 'gin to be aweary of the sun,
And wish the estate o' the world were now undone –
Ring the alarum-bell. – Blow, wind; come, wrack.
At least we'll die with harness on our back.
[Exit]