_Drum and colours. Enter_ MALCOLM, _old_ SIWARD, MACDUFF, _and_
_their_ Army, _with boughs_.[4614]
_Mal._ Now near enough; your leavy screens throw down,[4615]
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[4616]
Shall take upon 's what else remains to do,[4617] 5
According to our order.
_Siw._ Fare you well.[4618]
Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night,
Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight.
_Macd._ Make all our trumpets speak; give them all breath,
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
[_Exeunt._[4619] 10