Act V, Scene VI

The same. A Plain before the Castle.

[Enter, with drum and colours, Malcolm, old Siward, Macduff, &c.,

and their Army, with boughs.]


Now near enough; your leafy screens throw down,

And show like those you are.--You, worthy uncle,

Shall with my cousin, your right-noble son,

Lead our first battle: worthy Macduff and we

Shall take upon's what else remains to do,

According to our order.


Fare you well.--

Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night,

Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.


Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,

Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.