William Shakespeare (15641616). The Tragedy of Macbeth. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| Act V |
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[Dunsinane. Before the castle] Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, old SIWARD, MACDUFF, and their Army, with boughs Mal. Now near enough; your leavy screens throw down, | |
| And show like those you are. You, worthy uncle, | |
| Shall, with my cousin, your right noble son, | |
| Lead our first battle. 1 Worthy Macduff and we | 4 |
| Shall take upons what else remains to do, | |
| According to our order. | |
| Siw. Fare you well. | |
| Do we but find the tyrants power to-night, | 8 |
| Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight. | |
| Macd. Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath, | |
| Those clamorous harbingers 2 of blood and death. Exeunt. Alarums continued. | |
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