Who can blame him for acting crazy, when inside he condemns
himself for everything he’s done?
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.
CAITHNESS
Well, let’s keep marching and give our loyalty to someone
who truly deserves it. We’re going to meet Malcolm, the
doctor who will cure our sick country. We’ll pour out our
own blood to help him.
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LENNOX
Or
so much as it needs,
To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
Make we our march towards Birnam.
LENNOX
However much blood we need to give to water the royal flower and
drown the weeds—to make Malcolm king and get rid of
Macbeth. Let’s proceed on our march to Birnam.