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ACT 5, SCENE 2
Setting: The country near Dunsinane.
[Drum and colours. Enter MENTEITH, CAITHNESS, ANGUS, LENNOX, and Soldiers ]
MENTEITH | 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. | ||
ANGUS | Near Birnam wood | |
Shall we well meet them; that way are they coming. | ||
CAITHNESS | Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother? | |
LENNOX | 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 | 10 | |
Protest their first of manhood. | ||
MENTEITH | What does the tyrant? | |
CAITHNESS | 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. | ||
ANGUS | 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 | 20 | |
Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe | ||
Upon a dwarfish thief. | ||
MENTEITH | Who then shall blame | |
His pester'd senses to recoil and start, | ||
When all that is within him does condemn | ||
Itself for being there? | ||
CAITHNESS | 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. | ||
LENNOX | Or so much as it needs, | |
To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds. | 30 | |
Make we our march towards Birnam. | ||
[Exeunt, marching] |