Breaking his oath and refolution, like Cor. Hear'ft thou, Mars !----- Auf. Name not the god, thou boy of tears!----- Auf. No more. Cor. Meafureless liar, thou haft made my heart Muft give this cur the lie; and his own notion, I Lord. Peace both, and hear me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volfcians, men and lads, Fluttered your Volfcians in Corioli. Auf. Why, noble Lords, Will you be put in mind of his blind fortune, Which was your fhame, by this unholy braggart, 'Fore your own eyes and ears? All Con. Let him die for't. All People. Tear him to pieces, do it prefently: He killed my fon,----my daughter, -killed my coufin,-- He killed my father.--- VOL. XI. [The Groud fpeak promiscuously, U 2 Lord. Peace,---no outrage---peace--The man is noble, and his fame folds in This orb o' th' earth; his laft offences to us Shall have judicious hearing. Stand, Aufidius, And trouble not the peace. Cor. O that I had him, With fix Aufidius's, or more, his tribe, Auf. Infolent villain! All Con. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill him. [The Confpirators all draw, and kit Marcius, who falls, and Aufidius ftands on him. Lords. Hold, hold, hold, hold. Auf. My noble masters, hear me speak. 1 Lord. O Tullus--- 2 Lord. Thou haft done a deed, whereat Valour will weep. 3 Lord. Tread not upon him---mafters all, be quiet; Put up your fwords. Auf. My Lords, when you fhall know (as in this rage Provoked by him, you cannot) the great danger 1 Lord. Bear from hence his body, And mourn you for him. Let him be regarded 2 Lord. His own impatience Takes from Aufidius a great part of blame : Auf My rage is gone, And I am ftruck with forrow. Take him up: Help, three o' th' chiefeft foldiers; I'll be one. (42) [Exeunt, bearing the body of Marcius. (42) Help, three o' th' chiefeft foldiers; I'll be one.] Not one of the three, but one to aflift them; he would make So, in the conclufion of Hamlet; -Let four captains the fourth man. Bear Hamlet like a foldier to the stage. U Z |