Hang out our banners on the outward walls;
The cry is still, "They come"; our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn.


Macbeth, V, v, 1


Hang out our banners on the outward walls; The cry is still, They come; our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn.

Hang out our banners on the outward walls; The cry is still, They come; our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn.

Hang out our banners on the outward walls; The cry is still, They come; our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn.

Hang out our banners on the outward walls; The cry is still, They come; our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn.