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Seyton, send out. − Doctor, the thanes fly from me. −
Come, sir, dispatch. − If thou couldst, doctor, cast [50]
The water of my land, find her disease
And purge it to a sound and pristine health,

I would applaud thee to the very echo
That should applaud again. − Pull’t off, I say. −
What rhubarb, senna, or what purgative drug
Would scour these English hence? Hear’st thou of them?

DOCTOR

Ay, my good lord; your royal preparation
Makes us hear something.

MACBETH
− Bring it after me.
I will not be afraid of death and bane
Till Birnan forest come to Dunsinane. [60]

Exit.

DOCTOR
Were I from Dunsinane away and clear,
Profit again should hardly draw me here.
Exit.

Scene IV IT

Drum and colours. Enter Malcolm, Seyward, Macduff, Seyward’s Son,
Menteth, Cathness, Angus, and Soldiers marching.

MALCOLM
Cousins, I hope the days are near at hand

That chambers will be safe.

MENTETH

We doubt it nothing.

SEYWARD