Macbeth

If this which he avouches does appear,47 There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here. I 'gin to be aweary of the sun, And wish th' estate o' th' world were now undone.50

Ring the alarum bell! Blow wind, come wrack, At least we'll die with harness on our back.

Exeunt.52

V.6Drum and Colors. 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 we4

Shall take upon's what else remains to do,

According to our order.6

SIWARD Fare you well.

Do we but find the tyrant's power tonight,7

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.10

Exeunt. Alarums continued.

V.7Enter Macbeth.

MACBETH

They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,

2 But bearlike I must fight the course. What's he That was not born of woman? Such a one

Am I to fear, or none.

Enter Young Siward.

YOUNG SIWARD

What is thy name?

MACBETH Thou'lt be afraid to hear it.

YOUNG SIWARD

No, though thou call'st thyself a hotter name

Than any is in hell.