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Coriolanus


ACT I SCENE IV. Before Corioli.
[ Enter, with drum and colours, MARCIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, Captains and Soldiers. To them a Messenger ]
MARCIUSYonder comes news. A wager they have met.
LARTIUSMy horse to yours, no.
MARCIUS‘Tis done.
LARTIUSAgreed.
MARCIUSSay, has our general met the enemy?5
MessengerThey lie in view; but have not spoke as yet.
LARTIUSSo, the good horse is mine.
MARCIUSI’ll buy him of you.
LARTIUSNo, I’ll nor sell nor give him: lend you him I will
For half a hundred years. Summon the town.10
MARCIUSHow far off lie these armies?
MessengerWithin this mile and half.
MARCIUSThen shall we hear their ‘larum, and they ours.
Now, Mars, I prithee, make us quick in work,
That we with smoking swords may march from hence,15
To help our fielded friends! Come, blow thy blast.
[ They sound a parley. Enter two Senators with others on the walls ]
Tutus Aufidius, is he within your walls?
First SenatorNo, nor a man that fears you less than he,
That’s lesser than a little.
[Drums afar off]
Hark! our drums20
Are bringing forth our youth. We’ll break our walls,
Rather than they shall pound us up: our gates,
Which yet seem shut, we, have but pinn’d with rushes;
They’ll open of themselves.
[Alarum afar off]
Hark you. far off!25
There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes
Amongst your cloven army.
MARCIUSO, they are at it!
LARTIUSTheir noise be our instruction. Ladders, ho!
[Enter the army of the Volsces]
MARCIUSThey fear us not, but issue forth their city.30
Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight
With hearts more proof than shields. Advance,
brave Titus:
They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts,
Which makes me sweat with wrath. Come on, my fellows:35
He that retires I’ll take him for a Volsce,
And he shall feel mine edge.
[ Alarum. The Romans are beat back to their trenches. Re-enter MARCIUS cursing ]
MARCIUSAll the contagion of the south light on you,
You shames of Rome! you herd of–Boils and plagues
Plaster you o’er, that you may be abhorr’d40
Further than seen and one infect another
Against the wind a mile! You souls of geese,
That bear the shapes of men, how have you run
From slaves that apes would beat! Pluto and hell!
All hurt behind; backs red, and faces pale45
With flight and agued fear! Mend and charge home,
Or, by the fires of heaven, I’ll leave the foe
And make my wars on you: look to’t: come on;
If you’ll stand fast, we’ll beat them to their wives,
As they us to our trenches followed.50
[ Another alarum. The Volsces fly, and MARCIUS follows them to the gates ]
So, now the gates are ope: now prove good seconds:
‘Tis for the followers fortune widens them,
Not for the fliers: mark me, and do the like.
[Enters the gates]
First SoldierFool-hardiness; not I.
Second SoldierNor I.55
[MARCIUS is shut in]
First SoldierSee, they have shut him in.
AllTo the pot, I warrant him.
[Alarum continues]
[Re-enter TITUS LARTIUS]
LARTIUSWhat is become of Marcius?
AllSlain, sir, doubtless.
First SoldierFollowing the fliers at the very heels,60
With them he enters; who, upon the sudden,
Clapp’d to their gates: he is himself alone,
To answer all the city.
LARTIUSO noble fellow!
Who sensibly outdares his senseless sword,65
And, when it bows, stands up. Thou art left, Marcius:
A carbuncle entire, as big as thou art,
Were not so rich a jewel. Thou wast a soldier
Even to Cato’s wish, not fierce and terrible
Only in strokes; but, with thy grim looks and70
The thunder-like percussion of thy sounds,
Thou madst thine enemies shake, as if the world
Were feverous and did tremble.
[Re-enter MARCIUS, bleeding, assaulted by the enemy]
First SoldierLook, sir.
LARTIUSO,’tis Marcius!75
Let’s fetch him off, or make remain alike.
[They fight, and all enter the city]

Next: Coriolanus, Act 1, Scene 5

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