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When it’s time for Macbeth’s foe to lay on, Macduff runs Macbeth through with his sword, then chops off his head, which goes bouncing down a flight of stairs before having its crown removed.

Lay on, Macduff! as hard as you can—I want to have the weak places pointed out.

Lay on Macduff, and�you know the rest.

You are indeed a very acute reader to have divined the real attitude of my mind; and I can only conclude, not without 130 closed eyes and shrinking shoulders, in the well-worn words, Lay on, Macduff!

Jack I think that's awkward,–looks as if she were going to cry "Lay on, Macduff!"