Hang out our banners on the outward walls;
5.5.22322The cry is still, "They come." Our castle's strength
5.5.32323Will laugh a siege to scorn. Here let them lie
5.5.42324Till famine and the ague eat them up.
5.5.52325Were they not forced with those that should be ours,
5.5.62326We might have met them dareful, beard to beard,
And beat them backward home. What is that noise?
It is the cry of women, my good lord.
I have almost forgot the taste of fears:
5.5.102331The time has been my senses would have cooled
5.5.112332To hear a night-shriek, and my fell of hair
5.5.122333Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir
5.5.132334As life were in't. I have supped full with horrors.
5.5.142335Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts,
5.5.152336Cannot once start me. Wherefore was that cry?
The Queen, my lord, is dead.
She should have died hereafter;
5.5.182339There would have been a time for such a word.
5.5.202341Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
5.5.222343And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
5.5.232344The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle,
5.5.242345Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
5.5.252346That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
5.5.272348Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
5.5.292350Thou com'st to use thy tongue--thy story quickly.
Gracious my lord,
But know not how to do't. Well, say, sir.
As I did stand my watch upon the hill
5.5.342356I looked toward Birnam and anon methought
The wood began to move. Liar and slave!
Let me endure your wrath if't be not so--
5.5.372360Within this three mile may you see it coming.
I say, a moving grove. If thou speak'st false,
5.5.392363Upon the next tree shall thou hang alive
5.5.402364Till famine cling thee; if thy speech be sooth,
5.5.442368That lies like truth: "Fear not, till Birnam Wood
5.5.462370Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out!
5.5.482372There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
5.5.502374And wish th'estate o'th' world were now undone.
5.5.512375Ring the alarum bell! Blow wind, come wrack,
5.5.522376At least we'll die with harness on our back.