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Breaking his oath and resolution, like
Cor. Hear'st thou, Mars !------
great for what contains it. Boy? O llave !---Pardon me, Lords, 'tis the first time that ever I'm forced to scold. Your judgments, my grave
Lords, Must give this cur the lie; and his own notion, (Who wears my stripes impressed upon hiin, that Must bear my beating to his grave) shall join To thrust the lie unto him.
i Lord. Peace both, and hear me speak.
Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volscians, men and lads, Stain all your edges in me. Boy! false hound! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-coat, I Fluttered your Volscians in Corioli. Alone I did it. Boy!
Auf. Why, noble Lords, Will
you put in mind of his blind fortune, Which was your shame, by this unloly braggart, Fore your own eyes and ears ?
All Con. Let him die for't.
All People. Tear him to pieces, do it presently: He killed my son,----my daughter,---killed my
[The Groud fpeak promiscuously, Vol. XI.
2 Lord. Peace ---no outrage---peace---
Cor. 'O that I had him,
who falls, and Aufidius stands on him.
2 Lord. Thou hast done a deed, whereat Valour will weep.
3 Lord. Tread not upon him---masters all, be quiet; Put up your
swords. suf. My Lords, when you shall know (as in
Provoked by him, you cannot) the great danger
i Lord. Bear from hence his body,
2 Lord. His own impatience
Auf: My rage is gone,
Help, three o'th' chiefest foldiers ; I'll be one. (42)
[Exeunt, bearing the body of Marcius.
A dead march founded.
-Let four captains