Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may.
The night is long that never finds the day.
MALCOLM
Now you sound like a man. Come on, let's go see King
Edward. The army is ready. All we have to do now is say goodbye to
the king. Macbeth is ripe for the picking. We'll be acting
as God's agents. Cheer up as much as you can. A new day
will come at last.
