Drum and colors. Enter MALCOLM,
SIWARD, MACDUFF, and their army,
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
5Shall take upon ’s what else remains to do,
According to our order.
Fare you well.
Do we but find the tyrant’s power tonight,
Let us be beaten if we cannot fight.
10Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.