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[16] For brave Macbeth, (well he deserves that name,) Disdaining Fortune, with his brandish'd steel, Which smok'd with bloody execution, Like Valour's minion, Carv'd out his passage, till he fac'd the slave; And 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.