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First Citizen.
Before we proceed any further, hear me speak.
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First Citizen.
You are all resolved rather to die than to famish?
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First Citizen.
First, you know Caius Marcius is chief enemy to the people.
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First Citizen.
Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our own price.
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Is't a verdict?
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First Citizen.
We are accounted poor citizens, the patricians good.
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What authority surfeits on would relieve us: if they
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would yield us but the superfluity, while it were
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wholesome, we might guess they relieved us humanely;
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but they think we are too dear: the leanness that
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afflicts us, the object of our misery, is as an
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inventory to particularise their abundance; our
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sufferance is a gain to them Let us revenge this with
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our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know I
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speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge.
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First Citizen.
Very well; and could be content to give him good
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report fort, but that he pays himself with being proud.
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First Citizen.
I say unto you, what he hath done famously, he did
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it to that end: though soft-conscienced men can be
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content to say it was for his country he did it to
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please his mother and to be partly proud; which he
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is, even till the altitude of his virtue.
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First Citizen.
If I must not, I need not be barren of accusations;
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he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetition.
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Shouts within
What shouts are these? The other side o' the city
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is risen: why stay we prating here? to the Capitol!
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First Citizen.
Soft! who comes here?
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Enter MENENIUS AGRIPPA
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First Citizen.
He's one honest enough: would all the rest were so!
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First Citizen.
Our business is not unknown to the senate; they have
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had inkling this fortnight what we intend to do,
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which now we'll show 'em in deeds. They say poor
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suitors have strong breaths: they shall know we
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have strong arms too.
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First Citizen.
We cannot, sir, we are undone already.
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First Citizen.
Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er cared for us
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yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses
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crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to
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support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act
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established against the rich, and provide more
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piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain
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the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and
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there's all the love they bear us.
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First Citizen.
Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not think to
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fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an 't please
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you, deliver.
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First Citizen.
Well, sir, what answer made the belly?
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First Citizen.
Your belly's answer? What!
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The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye,
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The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,
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Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter.
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With other muniments and petty helps
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In this our fabric, if that they--
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First Citizen.
Should by the cormorant belly be restrain'd,
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Who is the sink o' the body,--
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First Citizen.
The former agents, if they did complain,
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What could the belly answer?
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First Citizen.
Ye're long about it.
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First Citizen.
Ay, sir; well, well.
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First Citizen.
It was an answer: how apply you this?
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First Citizen.
I the great toe! why the great toe?
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First Citizen.
We have ever your good word.
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First Citizen.
Once, if he do require our voices, we ought not to deny him.
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First Citizen.
And to make us no better thought of, a little help
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will serve; for once we stood up about the corn, he
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himself stuck not to call us the many-headed multitude.
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First Citizen.
The price is to ask it kindly.
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First Citizen.
He has our voices, sir.
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First Citizen.
No,'tis his kind of speech: he did not mock us.
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First Citizen.
I twice five hundred and their friends to piece 'em.
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First Citizen.
He shall well know
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The noble tribunes are the people's mouths,
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And we their hands.
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First Citizen.
Ourselves, our wives, and children, on our knees,
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Are bound to pray for you both.
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First Citizen.
For mine own part,
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When I said, banish him, I said 'twas pity.
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First Citizen.
The gods be good to us! Come, masters, let's home.
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I ever said we were i' the wrong when we banished
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him.
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