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| SCENE VI. Dunsinane. Before the castle. |
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Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, MACDUFF, and their Army, with boughs
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| MALCOLM |
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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
5 Shall take upon 's what else remains to do,
According to our order.
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| SIWARD |
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Fare you well.
Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night,
Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.
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| MACDUFF |
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10 Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
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Exeunt
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