Dunsinane. Before the castle.
Drum and colours. Enter MALCOLM, SIWARD, MACDUFF, and their Army, with boughs
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.
Fare you well.
Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night,
Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.
Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
The troops, still obscured by branches ,were now very close to the castle walls. Malcolm, Siward and Macduff were together.
Malcolm said: “Now we are near enough. Throw down leafy disguises and show yourselves as soldiers. Pass the message along. You, Siward, worthy uncle and your noble son shall lead the first charge. Macduff and I shall oversee the other parts of our strategy.”
“Farewell, Malcolm,” said Siward, “if we confront the tyrant's army tonight and can't defeat him, we deserve to lose!”
“Sound all trumpets!” said Macduff. “Blow on those heralds of blood and death!”