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.