[Stage] Malcolm, Old Siward, Macduff, and their army enter with a drummer and flag and carrying branches.
Malcolm(马尔康)
Now near enough. Your leafy 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(西沃德)
Fare you well.
Do we but find the tyrant’s power tonight,
Let us be beaten if we cannot fight.
Macduff(麦克德夫)
Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
[Stage] They exit.