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Aufidius and his Antiates； And that you not delay the present； but； Filling
the air with swords advanc'd and darts； We prove this very hour。
COMINIUS。 Though I could wish You were conducted to a gentle bath
And balms applied to you； yet dare I never Deny your asking： take your
choice of those That best can aid your action。 MARCIUS。 Those are they
That most are willing。 If any such be here… As it were sin to doubt… that
love this painting Wherein you see me smear'd； if any fear Lesser his
person than an ill report； If any think brave death outweighs bad life And
that his country's dearer than himself； Let him alone； or so many so
minded； Wave thus to express his disposition； And follow Marcius。 ＇They
all shout and wave their
swords； take him up in their arms and cast up their caps＇ O； me alone！
Make you a sword of me？ If these shows be not outward； which of you
But is four Volsces？ None of you but is Able to bear against the great
Aufidius A shield as hard as his。 A certain number； Though thanks to all；
must I select from all； the rest Shall bear the business in some other fight；
As cause will be obey'd。 Please you to march； And four shall quickly draw
out my command； Which men are best inclin'd。 COMINIUS。 March on；
my fellows； Make good this ostentation； and you shall Divide in all with
us。 Exeunt
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SCENE VII。 The gates of Corioli
TITUS LARTIUS； having set a guard upon Corioli； going with drum
and trumpet toward COMINIUS and CAIUS MARCIUS； enters with a
LIEUTENANT； other soldiers； and a scout
LARTIUS。 So； let the ports be guarded； keep your duties As I have
set them down。 If I do send； dispatch Those centuries to our aid； the rest
will serve For a short holding。 If we lose the field We cannot keep the
town。 LIEUTENANT。 Fear not our care； sir。 LARTIUS。 Hence； and shut
your gates upon's。 Our guider； come； to th' Roman camp conduct us。
Exeunt
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SCENE VIII。 A field of battle between the Roman
and the Volscian camps
Alarum； as in battle。 Enter MARCIUS and AUFIDIUS at several doors
MARCIUS。 I'll fight with none but thee； for I do hate thee Worse
than a promise…breaker。 AUFIDIUS。 We hate alike： Not Afric owns a
serpent I abhor More than thy fame and envy。 Fix thy foot。 MARCIUS。
Let the first budger die the other's slave； And the gods doom him after！
AUFIDIUS。 If I fly； Marcius； Halloa me like a hare。 MARCIUS。 Within
these three hours； Tullus； Alone I fought in your Corioli walls； And made
what work I pleas'd。 'Tis not my blood Wherein thou seest me mask'd。 For
thy revenge Wrench up thy power to th' highest。 AUFIDIUS。 Wert thou the
Hector That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny； Thou shouldst not
scape me here。
Here they fight； and certain Volsces come in the aid of AUFIDIUS。
MARCIUS fights till they be driven in breathless
Officious； and not valiant； you have sham'd me In your condemned
seconds。 Exeunt
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SCENE IX。 The Roman camp
Flourish。 Alarum。 A retreat is sounded。 Enter； at one door； COMINIUS
with the Romans； at another door； MARCIUS； with his arm in a scarf
COMINIUS。 If I should tell thee o'er this thy day's work； Thou't not
believe thy deeds； but I'll report it Where senators shall mingle tears with
smiles； Where great patricians shall attend； and shrug； I' th' end admire；
where ladies shall be frighted And； gladly quak'd； hear more； where the
dull tribunes； That with the fusty plebeians hate thine honours； Shall say
against their hearts 'We thank the gods Our Rome hath such a soldier。' Yet
cam'st thou to a morsel of this feast； Having fully din'd before。
Enter TITUS LARTIUS； with his power； from the pursuit
LARTIUS。 O General； Here is the steed； we the caparison。 Hadst
thou beheld… MARCIUS。 Pray now； no more； my mother； Who has a
charter to extol her blood； When she does praise me grieves me。 I have
done As you have done… that's what I can； induc'd As you have been… that's
for my country。 He that has but effected his good will Hath overta'en mine
act。 COMINIUS。 You shall not be The grave of your deserving； Rome
must know The value of her own。 'Twere a concealment Worse than a theft；
no less than a traducement； To hide your doings and to silence that Which；
to the spire and top of praises vouch'd； Would seem but modest。 Therefore；
I beseech you； In sign of what you are； not to reward What you have done；
before our army hear me。 MARCIUS。 I have some wounds upon me； and
they smart To hear themselves rememb'red。 COMINIUS。 Should they not；
Well might they fester 'gainst ingratitude And tent themselves with death。
Of all the horses… Whereof we have ta'en good； and good store… of all The
treasure in this field achiev'd and city； We render you the tenth； to be ta'en
forth Before the common distribution at Your only choice。 MARCIUS。 I
thank you； General； But cannot make my heart consent to take A bribe to
pay my sword。 I do refuse it； And stand upon my common part with those
That have beheld the doing。
A long flourish。 They all cry 'Marcius； Marcius！' cast up their caps
and lances。 COMINIUS and LARTIUS stand bare
May these same instruments which you profane Never sound more！
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When drums and trumpets shall I' th' field prove flatterers； let courts and
cities be Made all of false…fac'd soothing。 When steel grows Soft as the
parasite's silk； let him be made An overture for th' wars。 No more； I say。
For that I have not wash'd my nose that bled； Or foil'd some debile wretch；
which without note Here's many else have done； you shout me forth In
acclamations hyperbolical； As if I lov'd my little should be dieted In
praises sauc'd with lies。 COMINIUS。 Too modest are you； More cruel to
your good report than grateful To us that give you truly。 By your patience；
If 'gainst yourself you be incens'd； we'll put you… Like one that means his
proper harm… in manacles； Then reason safely with you。 Therefore be it
known； As to us； to all the world； that Caius Marcius Wears this war's
garland； in token of the which； My noble steed； known to the camp； I give
him； With all his trim belonging； and from this time； For what he did
before Corioli； call him With all th' applause…and clamour of the host；
Caius Marcius Coriolanus。 Bear th' addition nobly ever！ ＇Flourish。
Trumpets sound； and drums＇ ALL。 Caius Marcius Coriolanus！
CORIOLANUS。 I will go wash； And when my face is fair you shall
perceive Whether I blush or no。 Howbeit； I thank you； I mean to stride
your steed； and at all times To undercrest your good addition To th'
fairness of my power。 COMINIUS。 So； to our tent； Where； ere we do
repose us； we will write To Rome of our success。 You； Titus Lartius； Must
to Corioli back。 Send us to Rome The best； with whom we may articulate
For their own good and ours。 LARTIUS。 I shall； my lord。 CORIOLANUS。
The gods begin to mock me。 I； that now Refus'd most princely gifts； am
bound to beg Of my Lord General。 COMINIUS。 Take't… 'tis yours； what
is't？ CORIOLANUS。 I sometime lay here in Corioli At a poor man's house；
he us'd me kindly。 He cried to me； I saw him prisoner； But then Aufidius
was within my view； And wrath o'erwhelm'd my pity。 I request you To
give my poor host freedom。 COMINIUS。 O； well begg'd！ Were he the
butcher of my son； he should Be free as is the wind。 Deliver him； Titus。
LARTIUS。 Marcius； his name？ CORIOLANUS。 By Jupiter； forgot！ I am
weary； yea； my memory is tir'd。 Have we no wine here？ COMINIUS。 Go
we to our tent。 The blood upon your visage dries； 'tis time It should be
look'd to