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| Drum and colors. Enter MENTEITH,
CAITHNESS, ANGUS,
LENNOX, and soldiers |
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MENTEITH, CAITHNESS,
ANGUS, LENNOX, and soldiers enter with
a drummer and flag. |
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| | MENTEITH |
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The English power is near, led on by Malcolm, |
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His uncle Siward and the good Macduff. |
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Revenges burn in them, for their dear causes |
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Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm |
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Excite the mortified man. |
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| MENTEITH |
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The English army is near, led by Malcolm, his uncle Siward, and
the good Macduff. They burn for revenge. The wrongs they have
suffered would make dead men rise up and fight. |
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| | ANGUS |
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Near
Birnam Wood |
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Shall we well meet them; that way are they coming. |
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| ANGUS |
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We'll meet them near Birnam Wood. They are coming that
way. |
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| | CAITHNESS |
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Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother? |
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| CAITHNESS |
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Does anyone know if Donalbain is with his brother? |
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| | LENNOX |
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For certain, sir, he is not. I have a file |
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Of all the gentry. There is Siward's son, |
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And many unrough youths that even now |
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Protest their first of manhood. |
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| LENNOX |
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He is definitely not there, sir. I have a list of all the
important men. Siward's son is there, as well as many boys
too young to have beards who will become men by joining in this
battle. |
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| | MENTEITH |
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What
does the tyrant? |
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| MENTEITH |
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What is the tyrant Macbeth doing? |
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| | CAITHNESS |
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Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies. |
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Some say he's mad, others that lesser hate him |
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Do call it valiant fury. But, for certain, |
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He cannot buckle his distempered cause |
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Within the belt of rule. |
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| CAITHNESS |
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He is fortifying his castle at Dunsinane with heavy defenses. Some
say he's insane. Those who hate him less call it brave
anger. One thing is certain: he's out of control. |
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| | ANGUS |
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Now
does he feel |
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His secret murders sticking on his hands. |
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Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach. |
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Those he commands move only in command, |
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Nothing in love. Now does he feel his title |
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Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe |
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Upon a dwarfish thief. |
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| ANGUS |
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Now Macbeth feels the blood of his murdered enemies sticking to
his hands. Now, rebel armies punish him every minute for his
treachery. The soldiers he commands are only following orders. They
don't fight because they love Macbeth. Now he seems too
small to be a great king, like a midget trying to wear the robes of
a giant. |
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