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The Tragedy of Macbeth

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Act V, Scene 6

Dunsinane. Before the castle.


[Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, MACDUFF,] [p]and their Army, with boughs]

  • Malcolm. 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 2420
    Shall take upon 's what else remains to do,
    According to our order.
  • Siward. Fare you well.
    Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night,
    Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight. 2425
  • Macduff. Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,
    Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.