MALCOLM Let every man break off a branch and carry it in front of him to conceal himself. to Macduff Let vengeance comfort you.
MACDUFF I cannot have it. He has no children.
MALCOLM Whoever does not hate the land of his birth let him take up arms and follow me.
ALL Our betrayed homeland calls us, in tears. Brothers! Let us run to rescue the oppressed! The wrath of God will destroy the villain. God has grown tired of his awful crimes.