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Macbeth: Act 5 Scene 2
Scene II The country near Dunsinane.
- [Drum and colours. Enter MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS,
- LENNOX, and Soldiers]
- The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,
- His uncle Siward and the good Macduff:
- Revenges burn in them; for their dear causes
- Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm
- Excite the mortified man.
- Near Birnam wood
- Shall we well meet them; that way are they coming.
- Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother?
- For certain, sir, he is not: I have a file
- Of all the gentry: there is Siward's son,
- And many unrough youths that even now
- Protest their first of manhood.
- What does the tyrant?
- Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies:
- Some say he's mad; others that lesser hate him
- Do call it valiant fury: but, for certain,
- He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause
- Within the belt of rule.
- Now does he feel
- His secret murders sticking on his hands;
- Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach;
- Those he commands move only in command,
- Nothing in love: now does he feel his title
- Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe
- Upon a dwarfish thief.
- Who then shall blame
- His pester'd senses to recoil and start,
- When all that is within him does condemn
- Itself for being there?
- Well, march we on,
- To give obedience where 'tis truly owed:
- Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal,
- And with him pour we in our country's purge
- Each drop of us.
- Or so much as it needs,
- To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
- Make we our march towards Birnam.
- [Exeunt, marching]