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On the sndden,

108. That's a brave fellow ; but he's vengeance I warrant him consul.

proud, and loves pot the common people. Bru. Then our office may,

2011. Faith, there have been many great men that During his power, go sleep.

have flattered the people, who ne'er loved them; and Sic. He cannot temperately transport his honours there be many that they have loved, they know not From where he should begin, and end ; but will wherefore : so that, if they love they know not why, Lose those that he hath won.

they hate upon po bettera ground: Therefore, for Com Bru.

In that there's comfort. riolanus neither to care whether they love or hate Sic. Doubt not,

him, manifests the true knowledge he has in their dis The commoners, for whom we stand, but they, position; and, out of his noble carelessness, lets them Upon their ancient malice, will forget,

plainly set'l. With the least cause, these his new honours;

101. If he did not care whether he had their love, Which that lie'll give them, make as little question or no, he waved indifferently 'twixt doing them neither As lie is proud to do't.

good, nor barm; but he secks their hate with greater Bru. I hcard him swear

devotion than they can render it him; and leaves Were he to stand for consul, never would he

nothing undone, that may fully discover him their Appear i'the market-piace, nor on him put

opposite. Now, to seem to afite: the malice and disThe napless vesture of humility :

pleasure of the propie, is as bad as that which he dir Nor, showing (as the manner is) his wannds

likes, to flatter them for their love. To the people, beg their stinking breaths.

2011. Ile hath deserved worthily of his country: Sic. 'Tis right.

And his asa-nt is not by such easy degrexes as those, Bru. It was his word: 0, he would miss it, rather who, baving been supple and courteous to the people, Than carry it, but by the suit o’the geutry to hiin, bonnetted, without any further deed to heave them at And the desire of the nobles.

all into their estimation and report: but he hath so Sic.

I wish no better, planted his honours in their eyes, and his actions in Than have him hold that purpose, and to put it their hearts, that for their tongues to be silent, and a In execution.

confess so much, were a kind of ingrateful injury; to Bru. "Tis most like; he will.

report otherwise, were a matice, that, giving itself the Sic. It s! : Il be to him then, as our good wills; lie, would pluck reproof and rebuke from every ear A sure destruction.

that heard it. Bru. So it must fall out

1001. No more of him ; he is a worthy man: Make To him, or our authorities. For an end,

way, they are coming. We must suggest the people, in wliat hatred He still hath leld them; that, to his power, he would

A Sennet. Enter, rváth Lidors before them, Caminius Have made them mules, silenc'd their pleaders, and

the Consul, Menenius, Coriolanus, many other Semin Dispropertied their freedoins : holding them,

tors, Sicinius and Brutus, "The Senators take their In hunan action and capacity,

places ; the Tribuncs take theirs also by themselves. Of no more soul, nor titness for the world,

Men. Having determind of the Volces, and
Than camels in their war; who have their provand To send for Ticus Lartius, it remains
Only for bearing burdens, and sore blows

As the main point of this our after-meeting,
For sinking under them.

To gratify his noble service, that
Sic.
This, as you say, suggested

Hath thus stool for luis country: Therefore, please you, At some time when his soaring insolence

Most reverend and grave elders, to desire Shall teach the people. (ulrich time shall not want,

The present consul, and last general If he be put upon't; and that's as easy,

In our well-found successes, to report As to set dogs on sheep.) will be bis fire

A little of that worthy work perforin'd To kindle their dry stubble; and their blaze

By Caius Marcius Coriolanus ; whom
Shall darken him for ever.

We meet here, both to thank, and to remember
Enter a Messenger.

With honours like himself.
What's the matter?

1 Sen,

Speak, good Cominjus: Mes. You are sent for to the capitol. 'Tis thought, 'Leave nothing out for length, and make us thinkis 'That Marcius shall be consul. I have seen

Rather our state's defective for requital,
The dumb men throng to see him, and the blind Than we to stretch it out. Masters o'the people,
To hear him speak: The matrons Aung their gloves, We do request your kindest ears; and, after,
Ladies and mails their scarfs and handkerchiel's, Your loving motion toward the cominon body,
Upon him as he passid: the nobles lxnded,

To yield what passes here.
As to Jove's statue; and the commons made

Sic.

We are convented
A shower, and thunder, with their caps, and shouts : Upon a pleasing treaty; and have hearts
I never saw the like.

Inclinable to honour and advance
Bru.
Let's to the capitol:

The theme of our assembly.
And carry with us cars and eyes for the time,

Bru'.

Which the rather But hearts for the crent.

We shall be bless'd to do, if he remember Sir.

Have with you.

[Excunt. A kinder value of the people, than

He hath hcreto priz'd them at. SCENE 11.--The same. The Capitol. Enter two Men.

That's off, that's off; Oficers, to lay cushions.

I would you rather liad been silent : Please you 10ff. Come, come, they are almost here: How ma- To hear Cominius speak? ny stand for consulships ?

Bru.

Most willingly: 204. Three, they say: but 'tis thought of every But yet my caution was more pertinent, ane, Coriolanus will carry it.

Than the rebuke you give it.

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Men

He loves your people; And lookd upon things precious, as they were But tie him not to be their bedfellow.

The common muck o'the world: he covets less Worthy Cominius, speak, -Nay keep your place. Than misery itself would give; rewards

[Coriolanus rises, and offers to go away. His deeds with doing them: and is content 1 Sen. Sit, Coriolanus; never shame to hear To spend the time, to end it. What you have nobly done.

Men.

He's right noble;
Cor.
Your honours' parilon;

Let him be call'd for.
I had rather have my wounds to heal again,

1 Sen.

Call for Coriolanus. Than hear say how I got them.

off. He doth appear.
Sir, I hope,

Re-enter Coriolanus.
My words dis-bench'd you not.
Cor.

No, sir : yet oft,

Men. The senate, Coriolanus, are well pleas'd

To make thee eonsul. When blows have made me stay, I fed from words.

Cor.

I do owe them still
You sooth'd pot, therefore hurt not: But, your people,
I love them as they weigh.

My life, and services.

Men.
Men.
Pray now, sit down.

It then remains,
Cor. I had rather have one scratch my head i'the

That you do speak to the people.
Cor.

I do beseech you, sun, When the alarum were struck, than idly sit

Let me o'erleap that custom ; for I cannot To hear my nothings monster'd. [E.rit Cor.

Put on the gown, stand naked, and entreat them, Men.

Masters o'the people, || For my wounds' sake, to give their suffrage: plense Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter,

you, (That's thousand to one good one.) when you now see,

That I may pass this doing.

Sic. He bad rather venture all his limbs for honour,

Sir, the people Thao one of his ears to bear it ?-Proceed, Cominius. Must have their voices ; neither will they bate Ceni. I shall lack voice : the deeds of Coriolanus

One jot of ceremony.

Men. Should not be utter'd feebly.-It is held,

Put them not to't.That valour is the chiefest virtue, and

Pray you, go fit you to the custom ; and Most dignifies the haver: if it be,

Take to you, as your predecessors have, The man I speak of cannot in the world

Your honour with your form.

Cor. Be singly counterpoisid. At sixteen years,

It is a part When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought

That I shall blush in acting, and might well Beyond the mark of others : our then dictator,

Be taken from the people.

Bru. Whom with all praise I point at, saw him fight,

Mark you that? When with his Amazonian chin he drove

Cor. To brag unto them,-Thus I did, and thus ;The bristled lips before bim: he bestrid

Show them the unaching scars, which I should bide,

As if I had receiv'd them for the hire
An o'er press'd Roman, and i'the consul's view
Slew three opposers: Tarquin's self be wet,

of their breath only :And struck him on his knee: in that day's feats,

Men.

Do not stand upon't. When he might act the woman in the scene,

-We recommend to you, tribunes of the people, He prov'd best man i'the field, and for his meed Our purpose to them ;-and to our poble consul Was brow-bound with the oak. His pupil age

Wish we all joy and honour. Man-enter'd thus, he waxed like a sea ;

Sen. To Coriolanus come all joy and honour ! And, in the brunt of seventeen battles since,

[Plourish. Then exeunt Senators. He lurchd all swords o‘the garland. For this last,

Bru. You see how he intends to use the people. Before and in Corioli, let me say,

Sic. May they perceive his intent! He that will reI cannot speak him home : He stopp'd the fliers;

quire them,

As if he did contemn what he requested
And, by his rare example, made the coward
Turn terror into sport : as waves before

Should be in them to give.
A vessel under sail, so men obey'd,

Bru.

Come, we'll inform them And fell below his stem : his sword (death's stamp)

Of our proceedings here : on the market-place, Where it did mark, it took ; from face to foot I know, they do attend us.

[Exeunt. He was a thing of blood, whose every motion Was tim d with dying cries : alone he enterd

SCENE III.-The same. The Forum. Enter seve

ral citizens. The mortal gate o'the city, which he painted With shunless destiny, aidless came off,

1 Cit. Once, if he do require Gr voices, we ought And with a sudden re-inforcement struek

not to deny him. Corioli, like a planet : Now all's his :

3 Cit. We may, sir, if we will. When by and by the din of war 'gan pierce

3 Cit. We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is His ready sense : then straight his doubled spirit

a power that we have no power to do: for if he show Re-quicken'd what in flesh was fatigate,

us his wounds, and tell us his deeds, we are to put oor And to the battle came he; where he did

tongues into those wounds, and speak for them ; so, if Run reeking o'er the lives of men, as if

he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him our "Twere a perpetual spoil : and, till we called

noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous : Both field and eity ours, he never stood

and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make To ease his breast with panting.

a monster of the mulutude ; of the which, we being Men.

Worthy man!

members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous i Sen. He cannot but with measure fit the honours members. Which we devise him.

1 Cit. And to make us no better thought of, a little Our spoits he kjoki'd at; help will serve : for once, when we stood up abou?

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de corn, he himself stuck not to call us the many- What say you? headed mulutude.

2 Cit. You shall have it, worthy sir. 3 Cit. We have been called so of many; not that Cor. A mateh, sir :our heads are some brown, some black, some auburn, There is in all two worthy voices begg'd ;some bald, but that our wits are so diversely coloured : I have your alms; adieu. and truly I think, if all our wits were to issue out of i Cit.

But this is something old. one skull, they would fly east, west, north, south; and 2 Cit. An 'twere to give again.-But 'tis no matter. their consent of one direct way should be at once to

[Exeunt two Citizen.. all the points of the compass.

Enter two other Citizens. 2 Cit. Think you so? Which way, do you judge, my

Cor. Pray you now, if it may stand with the tune of wit would fly?

your voices, that I may be consul, I have liere te cus 3 Cit. Nay, your wit will not so soon out as another

tomary gown. man's will, 'tis strongly wedgd up in a block-head:

3 Cit. You have deserved nobly of your country, and but if it were at liberty, 'uwould, sure, southward.

you have not deserved nobly. 2 Cit. Why that way?

Cor. Your enigma? 3 Cit. To lose itself in a fog; wbere, being three

3 Cit. You have been a scourge to her enemies, you parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would

have been a rod to her friends; you have not, inledd, return for conscience sake, to help to get thee a wife.

loved the common people. 2 Cit. You are never without your tricks :- You

Cor. You should account me the more virtuous, that may, you may

I have not been common in my love. I will, sir, fatter 3 Cit. Are you all resolved to give your voices? But that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I say,

my sworn brother the people, to earn a dearer estirsa if he would incline to the people, there was never a

tion of them ; 'tis a condition they account gentle: and

since the wisdom of their choice, is rather to have my worthier man.

hat than my heart, I will practise the insinuating node Enter Coriolanus and Menenius.

and be off to them most counterfeity; that is, sit, I Here he comes, and in the gown of humility; mark will counterfeit the bewitchment of sonue popular his behaviour. We are not to stay all together, but to man, and give it bountifully to the desirers. There come by him where he stands, by ones, by twos, and fore, beseech you, I may be consul. by threes. He's to make his requests by particulars : 4 Cit. We hope to find you our friend; and there wherein every one of us has a single honour, in giving | fore give you our voices heartily. hiin our own voices with our own tongues : therefore, 3 Cir. You have received many wounds for your follow ine, and I'll direct you how you shall go by him. country. All. Content, content.

[Excunt. Cor. I will not seal your knowledge with showing Men. O, sir, you are not right: have you not known them. I will make much of your voices, and so trolThe worthiest men have done it?

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you no further. Cor.

What must I say?- Both Citizens. The gods give you joy, sir, heartily! I pray, sir,- Plague upon't! I cannot bring

[Exeunt. My tongue to such a pace :-Look, sir;-my wounds; Cor. Most sweet voices ! I got them in my country's service, when

Better it is to die, better tu starve, Some certain of your brethren roard, and ran

Than crave the hire which first we do deserve. From the noise of our own drums.

Wlay in this woolvish gown should I stand here, Men.

O me, the gods! To beg of Hob and Dick, that do appear, You must not speak of that; you must desire them Their needless vouches? Custom calls nie tot: To think upon you.

What custoin wills, in all things should we do't, Cor.

Think upon me? Hang 'em! The dust on antique time would lie unswept, I would they would forget me, like the virtues And mountainous error be too highly heap'd Which our divines lose by them.

For truth to over-peer.-Rather than fool it so, Men.

You'll mar all; Let the high office and the honour go I'll leave you : Pray you, speak to them, I pray you, To one that would do thus.-I am half througts; In wholesome manner.

[Exit. The one part suffer'd, the other will I do.
Enter two Citizens.

Enter three other Citizens.
Cor.
Bid them wash their faces,

Here come more voices, -
And keep their teeth clean.-So, here comes a bráce.
You know the cause, sir, of my standing here.

Your voices: for your voices I have fought;

Watch'd for your voices; for your voices, bear 1 Cit. We do, sir; Kell us what hath brought you to't. Cor. Mine own desert.

Of wounds two dozen odd; battles thrice six 2 Cit. Your own desert ?

I have seen, and heard of; for your voices, have Cor.

Done many things, some less, some more: your voices:

Ay, not Mine own desire.

Indeed, I would be consul. 1 Cir.

without How! not yonr own desire ?

5 Cit. He has done nobly, and cannot go Cor. No, sir: 'Twas never my desire yet,

any honest man's voice. To trouble the poor with begging.

6 Cit. Tberefore let him be consul: The gods give 1 Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing, we

him joy, and make him good friend to the people! kope to gain by you.

All. Amen, amen.Cor. Well then, I pray, your price o'the consulship?

God save thee, noble consul!

Cor. 1 Cit. The price is, sir, to ask it kindly.

Worthy voices! Cor.

Kindly? Reenter Menenius, with Brutus, and Sicinius. Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to show youl, Men. You have stood your limitation; and the tri Which shall be yours in private.-Your good voice, sir; bunes

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(E.reunt Citizens 601

Endue you with the people's voice : Remains Tying him to aught; so, putting bim to rage,
That, in the official marks invested, you

You should have ta'en the advantage of his choler,
Anon do meet the senate.

And pass'd him unelected.
Cor.
Is this done?

Bru.

Did you perceive,
Sic. The custom of request you have discharg'd: He did solicit you in free contempt,
The people do adınit you ; and are summond When he did need your loves; and do you think,
To meet ange upon your approbation.

That his contempt shall not be bruising to you,
Cor. Where? at the senate-house?

When he hath power to crush? Why, had your bodies
Sic.

There, Coriolanus. No heart among you ? Or had you tonges, to cry
Cor. May I then change these garments ?

Against the rectorship of judgement ?
Sic.

You may, sir.

Sic. Have you,
Cor. That IH straight do; and, knowing inyself Ere now, denied the asker? and, now again,
again,

On him, that did not ask, but mock, bestow
Repair to the senate-house.

Your sued-for tongues?
Men. I'll keep you company.--Will you along? 3 Cit. He's not confirm'd, we may deny biın yete
Bru. We stay here for the people.

2 Cit. And will deny him :
Sic.

Fare you well. I'll have five hundred voices of that sound. [E.reunt Coriolanus and Menenius. 1 Cit. I twice five hundred, and their friends to -He has it now; and, by his looks, methinks,

piece 'em. Tis warm at his heart.

Bru. Get you hence instantly; and tell those friends,
Bru.

With a proud heart he wore They have chose a consul, that will from them take
His humble weeds: Will you dismiss the people? Their liberties; make them of no more voice
Re-enter Citizens.

Than dogs, that are as often beat for barking,
Sic. How now, my masters? have you chose this man?

As therefore kept to do so.
1 Cit. He has our voices, sir.

Sic.

Let them assemble;
Bru. We pray the gods, he may deserve your loves. And, on a safer judgement, all revoke

2 Cit. Amen, sir: To my poor unworthy notice, Your ignorant election : Enforce his pride,
He moek'd us, when he begg'd our voices.

And his old hate unto you: besides, forget not 3 Cit. Certainly, he flouted us down-right.

With what contempt he wore the humble weed;
1 Cit. No, 'tis his kind of speech, he did not moek us.

How in his suit he scorn'd you : but your loves,
2 Cit. Not ene amongst us, save yourself, but says, Thinking upon his services, took from you
He usd us scornfully: he should have show'd us The apprchension of his present portance,
His marks of merit, wounds receiv'd for his country. Which gibingly, ungravely lie did fashion
Sic. Why, so he did, I am sure.

After the inveterate bate le bears you.
Cit.

No; no man saw 'em.
Bru.

Lay
(Several speak. A fault on us, your tribunes; that we labour'd
3 Cit. He said, he had wounds, which he could show (No impediment between) but that you must
in private ;

Cast

your election on bim. And with his hat, thus waving it in scorn,

Sic

Say, you chose him
I would be consul, says he: aged custom,

More after our commandment, than as guided
But by your voices, will not so permit me :

By your own true affections: and that, your minds
Your voiæs therefore: When we granted that,

Pre-occupied with what you rather must do,
Here was,- I thank you for your voices,-thank you,

Than what you should, made you against the grain
Your most sweet voices:-now you have left your voices,

To voice him consul: Lay the fault on us.
I have no further with you :-Was not this mockery?

Bru. Ay, spare us not. Say, we read lectures to you,
Sic. Why, either, you were ignorant to see't?

How youngly he began to serve his country,
Or, seeing it, of such childish friendliness

How long continued : and what stock he springs of,

The noble house o'the Marcians; from whence came
To yield your voices ?
Bru.
Could you not have told him,

That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's son,
As you were lesson'd, -When he had no power,

Who, after great Hostilius, bere was king:
But was a petty servant to the state,

Of the same house Publius and Quintus were,
He was yonr enemy; ever spake against

That our best water brought by conduits hither;
Your liberties, and the charters that you bear

And Censorinus, darling of the people,
I'the body of the weal: and now, arriving

And nobly nam'd so, being censor twice,
At place of potency, and sway o'the state,

Was his great ancestor.
Sic.

One thus descended,
If he should still malignantly remain
Fast foe to the plebeii, your voices might

That hath beside well in his person wrought
Pe curses to yourselves? You should have said,

To be set high in place, we did commend
That, as his worthy deeds did claim no less

To your reinembrances: but you have found,
Than what he stood for; so his graeious nature

Sealing his present bearing with his past,
Would think upon you for your voices, and

That he's your fixed enemy, and revoke
Translate his malice towards you into love,

Your sudden approbation.
Brui.

Say, you ne'er bad done't,
Standing your friendly lord.
Sic.

Thus to have said,

(Harp on that still.) but by our putting on: As you were fore advis'd, had tonch'd his spirit,

And presently, when you have drawn your number,
And tried his inclination ; from him pluck'd

Repair to the capitol.
Cit.

We will so: almost all [Several speak.
Either his gracias promise, which you might,

Repent in their election. [Exeunt Citizens. As cause hand call yon up, have held him to;

Bru.

Let them go on;
Or else it worshirave galld his surly pature,

This mutiny were better put in luzard,
Which easily'edures not article

Than stay, past doubt, for greater :

Men.

Be calm, be alto. If, as his nature is, he fall in rage

Cor. It is a purpos'd thing, and grows by plot, With their refusal, both observe and answer

To curb the will of the nobility:-
The vantage of his anger.

Suffer it, and live with such as cannot rule,
Sic.
To the capitol :

Nor ever will be rul'd.
Come; we'll be there before the stream o'the people ; Bru.

Call't not a plot : And this shall seem, as partly 'tis, their own,

The people cry, you mock'd them; and of late, Which we have goaded onward.

(Exeunt. When corn was given them gratis, you repin'd;

Seandal'd the suppliants for the people; call them

Time-pleasers, flatterers, foes to nobleness.
ACT III.

Cor. Why, this was known before.
Bru.

Not to them all. SCENE 1.-The same. A Street. Cornets. Enter

Cor. Have you inform'd them since? Coriolanus, Menenius, Cominius, Titus Lartius, Sen- Brula

How ! I inform them! ators, and Patricians.

Cor. You are like to do such business.
Coriolanus.
Bru.

Not unlike,
TULLUS Aufidius then had made new head? Each way, to better yours.
Lart. He had, my lord; and that it was, which Cor. Why then should I be consul? By yon elouds,
caus'd

Let me deserve so ill as you, and make me Our swifter composition.

Your fellow tribune. Cor. So then the Volces stand but as at first;

Sic.

You show too much of that, Ready, when time shall prompt them, to make road For which the people stir: If you will pass Upon us again.

To where you are bound, you must inquire your way, Com. They are worn, lord consul, so, Which you are out of, with a gentler spirit ; That we shall hardly in our ages see

Or never be so noble as a consul,
Their banners wave again.

Nor yoke with him for tribune.
Cor.
Saw you Aufidius?
Men.

Let's be calm.
Lart. On safe-guard he came to me; and did curse Com. The people are abus d :-Set on-This pada
Against the Volces, for they had so vilely

tering Yielded the town: he is retird to Antiun.

Becomes not Rome; nor has Coriolanus
Cor. Spoke he of me?

Deserv'd this so dishonourd rub, laid falsely
Lart.
He did, my lord.

l' the plain way of his merit.
Cor.
How? what? Cor.

Tell me of corn! Lart. How often he bad met you, sword to sword: This was my speech, and I will speak't again ;That, of all things upon the earth, he hated

Men. Not now, not now. Your person most: that he would pawn his fortunes 1 Sen.

Not in this heat, sir, now, To hopeless restitution, so he might

Cor. Now, as I live, I will.-My nobler friends, Be call'd your vanquisher.

I crave their pardons :Cor.

At Antium lives he? For the mutable, rank-scented many, let them Lart. At Antium.

Regard me as I do not flatter, and Cor. I wish I had a cause to seek him there, Therein bebold themselves : I say again, To oppose his hatred fully.-Welcome home. In soothing them, we nourish ‘gainst our senate

[T. Lartius. | The cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition, Enter Sicinius and Brutus.

Which we ourselves have plough'd for, sowd and Behold! these are the tribunes of the people,

scatter'd, The tongues o‘the common mouth. I do despise them By mingling them with us, the honour'd number; For they do prank them in authority,

Who lack not virtue, no, nor power, but that
Against all noble sufferance.

Which they have given to beggars.
Sic.
Pass no further.
Men.

Well, no mons Cor. Ha! what is that?

1 Sen. No more words, we beseech you.
Bru.
It will be dangerous to
Cor.

How! no more? Go on: no further.

As for my country I have shed my blood, Cor.

What makes this change? Not fearing outward force, so shall my lungs Men. The matter? Coin words till their decay, against those meazels

, Com. Hath he not pass d the nobles, and the com

Which we disdain should tetter us, yet sought mons ?

The very way to catch them. Brui. Cominius, no.

You speak o'the people, Cor.

Have I had children's voices? As if you were a god to punish, not 1 Sen. Tribunes, give way; he shall to the market- A man of their infirmity. place.

Sic. 'Twere well, we let the people know it. Bru. The people are incens'd against him.

Men.

What, what? his choler Sic.

Cor. Choler!
Or all will fall in broil.

Were I as patient as the midnight sleep,
Cor.
Are these your herd?-

By Jove, 'twould be my mind.
Must these have voices, that can yield them now,

Sie,

It is a mind, And straight disclaim their tongues ?- What are your That shall remain a poison where it is, offices?

Not poison any further. You being their mouths, why rule you not their teeth? Cor.

Shall remain ! Have you not set them on?

Pear you this Tritan of the mindows? mark you

Bru.

Stop,

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