ACT I SCENE V

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Coriolanus


ACT I SCENE V. Corioli. A street.
[Enter certain Romans, with spoils]
First RomanThis will I carry to Rome.
Second RomanAnd I this.
Third RomanA murrain on’t! I took this for silver.
[Alarum continues still afar off]
[Enter MARCIUS and TITUS LARTIUS with a trumpet]
MARCIUSSee here these movers that do prize their hours
At a crack’d drachm! Cushions, leaden spoons,5
Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would
Bury with those that wore them, these base slaves,
Ere yet the fight be done, pack up: down with them!
And hark, what noise the general makes! To him!
There is the man of my soul’s hate, Aufidius,10
Piercing our Romans: then, valiant Titus, take
Convenient numbers to make good the city;
Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will haste
To help Cominius.
LARTIUSWorthy sir, thou bleed’st;15
Thy exercise hath been too violent for
A second course of fight.
MARCIUSSir, praise me not;
My work hath yet not warm’d me: fare you well:
The blood I drop is rather physical20
Than dangerous to me: to Aufidius thus
I will appear, and fight.
LARTIUSNow the fair goddess, Fortune,
Fall deep in love with thee; and her great charms
Misguide thy opposers’ swords! Bold gentleman,25
Prosperity be thy page!
MARCIUSThy friend no less
Than those she placeth highest! So, farewell.
LARTIUSThou worthiest Marcius!
[Exit MARCIUS]
Go, sound thy trumpet in the market-place;30
Call thither all the officers o’ the town,
Where they shall know our mind: away!
[Exeunt]

Next: Coriolanus, Act 1, Scene 6