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Scene VII] Macbeth 115 

Malcolm. Now near enough ; your leavy 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 
Shall take upon's what else remains to do, 
According to our order. 

Siward. Fare you well. 

Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, 
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. 

The First 
Battle Scene 

Scene VII. Another part of the Held 

Alarums. Enter Macbeth 

Macbeth. They have tied me to a stake; I can- 
not fly, 
But bear-like 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 Shvard. What is thy name? 

Macbeth. Thou'lt be afraid to hear it.