1:59:11
Fear not till Birnam Wood
do come to Dunsinane.
1:59:17
And now a wood comes
towards Dunsinane.
1:59:25
Every soldier hath downed a bough
and bears it before him.
1:59:29
Thereby they shadow the number
of their host...
1:59:32
...and make discovery err
in report of them.
1:59:45
I 'gin to be aweary of the sun.
1:59:50
And wish the estate of the world
were now undone.
2:00:00
Ring the alarum bell!
2:00:03
Blow, wind! Come, wrack! At least
we'll die with harness on our back.