| Dunsinane. Before the castle. |
| [Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, MACDUFF, | ||
| 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 | |||
| Shall take upon 's what else remains to do, | 5 | ||
| 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. |
| MACDUFF | Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath, | 10 | |
| Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death. | |||
| [Exeunt] |