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First Senator. Marcius, 'tis true that you have lately told us;1.1.231
        The Volsces are in arms. 1.1.232
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First Senator. Then, worthy Marcius,1.1.243
        Attend upon Cominius to these wars. 1.1.244
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First Senator. Your company to the Capitol; where, I know,1.1.254
        Our greatest friends attend us. 1.1.255
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First Senator. [To the Citizens] Hence to your homes; be gone! 1.1.259
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First Senator. So, your opinion is, Aufidius,1.2.1
        That they of Rome are entered in our counsels1.2.2
        And know how we proceed. 1.2.3
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First Senator. Our army's in the field1.2.19
        We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready1.2.20
        To answer us. 1.2.21
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First Senator. Farewell. 1.2.45
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First Senator. No, nor a man that fears you less than he,1.4.18
        That's lesser than a little.1.4.19

Drums afar off

        Hark! our drums1.4.20
        Are bringing forth our youth. We'll break our walls,1.4.21
        Rather than they shall pound us up: our gates,1.4.22
        Which yet seem shut, we, have but pinn'd with rushes;1.4.23
        They'll open of themselves.1.4.24

Alarum afar off

        Hark you. far off!1.4.25
        There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes1.4.26
        Amongst your cloven army. 1.4.27
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First Senator. Speak, good Cominius:2.2.50
        Leave nothing out for length, and make us think2.2.51
        Rather our state's defective for requital2.2.52
        Than we to stretch it out.2.2.53

To the Tribunes

        Masters o' the people,2.2.54
        We do request your kindest ears, and after,2.2.55
        Your loving motion toward the common body,2.2.56
        To yield what passes here. 2.2.57
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First Senator. Sit, Coriolanus; never shame to hear2.2.76
        What you have nobly done. 2.2.77
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First Senator. He cannot but with measure fit the honours2.2.139
        Which we devise him. 2.2.140
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First Senator. Call Coriolanus. 2.2.149
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First Senator. Tribunes, give way; he shall to the market-place. 3.1.38
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First Senator. Not in this heat, sir, now. 3.1.82
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First Senator. No more words, we beseech you. 3.1.96
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First Senator. To unbuild the city and to lay all flat. 3.1.243
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First Senator. The gods forbid!3.1.291
        I prithee, noble friend, home to thy house;3.1.292
        Leave us to cure this cause. 3.1.293
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First Senator. Noble tribunes,3.1.408
        It is the humane way: the other course3.1.409
        Will prove too bloody, and the end of it3.1.410
        Unknown to the beginning. 3.1.411
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First Senator. Pray you, let's to him.3.1.422

Exeunt

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First Senator. There's no remedy;3.2.33
        Unless, by not so doing, our good city3.2.34
        Cleave in the midst, and perish. 3.2.35
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First Senator. Amen, amen. 3.3.47
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First Senator. Stay: whence are you? 5.2.1
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First Senator. From whence? 5.2.6
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First Senator. You may not pass, you must return: our general5.2.8
        Will no more hear from thence. 5.2.9
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First Senator. Be it so; go back: the virtue of your name5.2.16
        Is not here passable. 5.2.17
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First Senator. Faith, sir, if you had told as many lies in his5.2.29
        behalf as you have uttered words in your own, you5.2.30
        should not pass here; no, though it were as virtuous5.2.31
        to lie as to live chastely. Therefore, go back. 5.2.32
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First Senator. You are a Roman, are you? 5.2.40
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First Senator. Then you should hate Rome, as he does. Can you,5.2.42
        when you have pushed out your gates the very5.2.43
        defender of them, and, in a violent popular5.2.44
        ignorance, given your enemy your shield, think to5.2.45
        front his revenges with the easy groans of old5.2.46
        women, the virginal palms of your daughters, or with5.2.47
        the palsied intercession of such a decayed dotant as5.2.48
        you seem to be? Can you think to blow out the5.2.49
        intended fire your city is ready to flame in, with5.2.50
        such weak breath as this? No, you are deceived;5.2.51
        therefore, back to Rome, and prepare for your5.2.52
        execution: you are condemned, our general has sworn5.2.53
        you out of reprieve and pardon. 5.2.54
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First Senator. My general cares not for you. Back, I say, go; lest5.2.59
        I let forth your half-pint of blood; back,--that's5.2.60
        the utmost of your having: back. 5.2.61
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First Senator. Now, sir, is your name Menenius? 5.2.99
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First Senator. Do you hear how we are shent for keeping your5.2.102
        greatness back? 5.2.103
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First Senator. A noble fellow, I warrant him. 5.2.112
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First Senator. Behold our patroness, the life of Rome!5.5.1
        Call all your tribes together, praise the gods,5.5.2
        And make triumphant fires; strew flowers before them:5.5.3
        Unshout the noise that banish'd Marcius,5.5.4
        Repeal him with the welcome of his mother;5.5.5
        Cry 'Welcome, ladies, welcome!' 5.5.6
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