His curse on the enemy vivid and graphic in its use of metaphor.
Hang our banners on the outward walls.
Here let them lie till famine and the ague disease eat them up.
3 will laugh a siege to scorn.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
Will laugh a siege to scorn.
Here let them lie.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength will laugh a siege to scorn.
Will laugh a siege to scorn.
1 hang out our banners on the outward walls.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength will laugh a siege to scorn.
Here let them lie.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
Till famine and the ague eat them up.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls macbeth s speech is warlike and defiant his strength mirrored in that of the castle and men who surround him.
Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
Were they not forced with those that should be ours we might have met them dareful beard to beard and beat them backward home.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
A cry within of women.
Till famine and the ague eat them up.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength will laugh a siege to scorn.
Enter macbeth seyton and soldiers with drum and colors.
5 were they not forced with those that should be ours we might have met them dareful beard to beard and beat them backward home.
Act 5 scene 5.
Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up.
The cry is still they come.
Enter macbeth seyton and soldiers with drum and colours.
What is that noise.
Were they not forced with those that should be ours we might have met them dareful beard to beard.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength.
2 the cry is still they come our castle s strength.
Here let them lie.
Enter macbeth seyton and soldiers with drum and colours.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
Macbeth seyton and soldiers enter with a drummer and flag.
Hang our flags on the outer walls of the castle to show we re ready to fight everyone is yelling they are coming and our castle is so strong that we don t have to worry about a siege.
A cry of women within.
Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength.
Were they not forced with those that should be ours we might have met them dareful beard to beard and beat them backward home.
Here let them lie.
Will laugh a siege to scorn.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.