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Ross. Ay, on the front.

Why then, God's soldier be he!
Had I as many sons as I have hairs,
I would not wish them to a fairer death:


his knell is knoll’d. MAL.

He's worth more sorrow, And that I'll spend for him. Siw.

He's worth no more: They say he parted well, and paid his score: And so, God be with him! Here comes newer


Re-enter MacDUFF, with MACBETH's head.
Macd. Hail, king! for so thou art : behold

where stands
The usurper's cursed head: the time is free:
I see thee compass’d with thy kingdom's pearl,
That speak my salutation in their minds;
Whose voices I desire aloud with mine:
Hail, King of Scotland !

ALL. Hail, King of Scotland! [Flourish.
Mal. We shall not spend a large expense of

Before we reckon with your several loves,
And make us even with you.

My thanes and kinsmen, Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland In such an honour named. What's more to do, Which would be planted newly with the time, As calling home our exiled friends abroad That fled the snares of watchful tyranny;

Producing forth the cruel ministers
Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen,
Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent hands
Took off her life; this, and what needful else
That calls upon us,


of Grace, We will perform in measure, time and place : So, thanks to all at once and to each one, Whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone.

[Flourish Exeunt.

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