SCENE 5 Dunsinane. Within the castle. Enter MACBETH, SEYTON, and Soldiers, with drum and colours 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 Till famine and the ague eat them up: Were they not forced with those that should be ours, 5 We might have met them dareful, beard to beard, And beat them backwa