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blush'd at him； and men of heart Look'd wond'ring each at others。
CORIOLANUS。 Hear'st thou； Mars？ AUFIDIUS。 Name not the god； thou
boy of tears… CORIOLANUS。 Ha！ AUFIDIUS。 …no more。 CORIOLANUS。
Measureless liar； thou hast made my heart Too great for what contains it。
'Boy'！ O slave！ Pardon me； lords； 'tis the first time that ever I was forc'd to
scold。 Your judgments； my grave lords； Must give this cur the lie； and his
own notion… Who wears my stripes impress'd upon him； that Must bear my
beating to his grave… shall join To thrust the lie unto him。 FIRST LORD。
Peace； both； and hear me speak。 CORIOLANUS。 Cut me to pieces；
Volsces； men and lads； Stain all your edges on me。 'Boy'！ False hound！ If
you have writ your annals true； 'tis there That； like an eagle in a dove…cote；
I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli。 Alone I did it。 'Boy'！ AUFIDIUS。
Why； noble lords； Will you be put in mind of his blind fortune； Which was
your shame； by this unholy braggart； Fore your own eyes and ears？
CONSPIRATORS。 Let him die for't。 ALL THE PEOPLE。 Tear him to
pieces。 Do it presently。 He kill'd my son。 My daughter。 He kill'd my cousin
Marcus。 He kill'd my father。 SECOND LORD。 Peace； ho！ No outrage…
peace！ The man is noble； and his fame folds in This orb o' th' earth。 His
last offences to us Shall have judicious hearing。 Stand； Aufidius； And
trouble not the peace。 CORIOLANUS。 O that I had him； With six
Aufidiuses； or more… his tribe； To use my lawful sword！ AUFIDIUS。
Insolent villain！ CONSPIRATORS。 Kill； kill； kill； kill； kill him！ ＇The
CONSPIRATORS draw and kill CORIOLANUS；who falls。 AUFIDIUS
stands on him＇ LORDS。 Hold； hold； hold； hold！ AUFIDIUS。 My noble
masters； hear me speak。 FIRST LORD。 O Tullus！ SECOND LORD。 Thou
hast done a deed whereat valour will weep。 THIRD LORD。 Tread not
upon him。 Masters all； be quiet； Put up your swords。 AUFIDIUS。 My lords；
when you shall know… as in this rage； Provok'd by him； you cannot… the
great danger Which this man's life did owe you； you'll rejoice That he is
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thus cut off。 Please it your honours To call me to your Senate； I'll deliver
Myself your loyal servant； or endure Your heaviest censure。 FIRST LORD。
Bear from hence his body； And mourn you for him。 Let him be regarded
As the most noble corse that ever herald Did follow to his um。 SECOND
LORD。 His own impatience Takes from Aufidius a great part of blame。
Let's make the best of it。 AUFIDIUS。 My rage is gone； And I am struck
with sorrow。 Take him up。 Help； three o' th' chiefest soldiers； I'll be one。
Beat thou the drum； that it speak mournfully； Trail your steel pikes。
Though in this city he Hath widowed and unchilded many a one； Which to
this hour bewail the injury； Yet he shall have a noble memory。 Assist。
Exeunt； bearing the body of CORIOLANUS
＇A dead march sounded＇
THE END
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