Hang Our Banners On The Outward Walls

This scene like scene 3 starts with a bold imperative.

Hang our banners on the outward walls. Here let them lie. A cry of women within. 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. Enter macbeth seyton and soldiers with drum and colors.

Here let them lie. 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 will laugh a siege to scorn. Till famine and the ague eat them up.

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. Will laugh a siege to scorn. The cry is still they come our castle s strength 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. 3 will laugh a siege to scorn. Hang out our banners on the outward walls.

Hang out our banners on the outward walls. Hang out our banners on the outward walls. The cry is still they come our castle s strength. Hang out our banners on the outward walls.

Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up. Hang out our banners on the outward walls. Enter macbeth seyton and soldiers with drum and colours. The cry is still they come our castle s strength will laugh a siege to scorn.

Hang out our banners on the outward walls. 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. Here let them lie till famine and the ague disease eat them up. Till famine and the ague eat them up.

Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up. Will laugh a siege to scorn. Enter macbeth seyton and soldiers with drum and colours. 1 hang out our banners on the outward walls.

Hang out our banners on the outward walls. Macbeth seyton and soldiers enter with a drummer and flag. The cry is still they come our castle s strength. Here let them lie.

2 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. A cry within of women. Hang out our banners on the outward walls.

Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up. What is that noise. His curse on the enemy vivid and graphic in its use of metaphor. The cry is still they come our castle s strength.