Literature/William Shakespeare/Macbeth

Macbeth

William Shakespeare, c. 1606

Act VScene VI

The same. A Plain before the Castle

Enter, with drum and colours, Malcolm, old 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 weShall take upon’s what else remains to do,According to our order.

Siward

Fare you well.—Do we but find the tyrant’s power tonight,Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.

Macduff

Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.

Exeunt.