Which smoked with bloody execution,
like valour's minion carved out his passage
Until he faced the slave;
And ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to the chops,[39]
And fixed his head upon our battlements."
After this desperate backstroke, as Warburton justly calls it,[39] Macbeth engages in another combat equally sanguinary. He and Banquo
"Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe;
Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds,