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Advance； brave Titus。 They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts；
Which makes me sweat with wrath。 Come on； my fellows。 He that retires；
I'll take him for a Volsce； And he shall feel mine edge。
Alarum。 The Romans are beat back to their trenches。 Re…enter
MARCIUS； cursing
MARCIUS。 All the contagion of the south light on you； You shames
of Rome！ you herd of… Boils and plagues Plaster you o'er； that you may be
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abhorr'd Farther than seen； and one infect another Against the wind a mile！
You souls of geese That bear the shapes of men； how have you run From
slaves that apes would beat！ Pluto and hell！ All hurt behind！ Backs red；
and faces pale With flight and agued fear！ Mend and charge home； Or； by
the fires of heaven； I'll leave the foe And make my wars on you。 Look to't。
Come on； If you'll stand fast we'll beat them to their wives； As they us to
our trenches。 Follow me。
Another alarum。 The Volsces fly； and MARCIUS follows them to the
gates
So； now the gates are ope； now prove good seconds； 'Tis for the
followers fortune widens them； Not for the fliers。 Mark me； and do the
like。
＇MARCIUS enters the gates＇
FIRST SOLDIER。 Fool…hardiness； not I。 SECOND SOLDIER。 Not I。
＇MARCIUS is shut in＇ FIRST SOLDIER。 See； they have shut him in。 ALL。
To th' pot； I warrant him。 ＇Alarum continues＇
Re…enter TITUS LARTIUS
LARTIUS。 What is become of Marcius？ ALL。 Slain； sir； doubtless。
FIRST SOLDIER。 Following the fliers at the very heels； With them he
enters； who； upon the sudden； Clapp'd to their gates。 He is himself alone；
To answer all the city。 LARTIUS。 O noble fellow！ Who sensibly outdares
his senseless sword； And when it bows stand'st up。 Thou art left； Marcius；
A carbuncle entire； as big as thou art； Were not so rich a jewel。 Thou wast
a soldier Even to Cato's wish； not fierce and terrible Only in strokes； but
with thy grim looks and The thunder…like percussion of thy sounds Thou
mad'st thine enemies shake； as if the world Were feverous and did tremble。
Re…enter MARCIUS； bleeding； assaulted by the enemy
FIRST SOLDIER。 Look； sir。 LARTIUS。 O； 'tis Marcius！ Let's fetch
him off； or make remain alike。 ＇They fight； and all enter the city＇
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SCENE V。 Within Corioli。 A street
Enter certain Romans； with spoils
FIRST ROMAN。 This will I carry to Rome。 SECOND ROMAN。 And
I this。 THIRD ROMAN。 A murrain on 't！ I took this for silver。 ＇Alarum
continues still afar off＇
Enter MARCIUS and TITUS LARTIUS With a trumpeter
MARCIUS。 See here these movers that do prize their hours At a
crack'd drachma！ Cushions； leaden spoons； Irons of a doit； doublets that
hangmen would Bury with those that wore them； these base slaves； Ere yet
the fight be done； pack up。 Down with them！ Exeunt pillagers And hark；
what noise the general makes！ To him！ There is the man of my soul's hate；
Aufidius； Piercing our Romans； then； valiant Titus； take Convenient
numbers to make good the city； Whilst I； with those that have the spirit；
will haste To help Cominius。 LARTIUS。 Worthy sir； thou bleed'st； Thy
exercise hath been too violent For a second course of fight。 MARCIUS。
Sir； praise me not； My work hath yet not warm'd me。 Fare you well； The
blood I drop is rather physical Than dangerous to me。 To Aufidius thus I
will appear； and fight。 LARTIUS。 Now the fair goddess； Fortune； Fall
deep in love with thee； and her great charms Misguide thy opposers'
swords！ Bold gentleman； Prosperity be thy page！ MARCIUS。 Thy friend
no less Than those she placeth highest！ So farewell。 LARTIUS。 Thou
worthiest Marcius！ Exit MARCIUS Go sound thy trumpet in the market…
place； Call thither all the officers o' th' town； Where they shall know our
mind。 Away！ Exeunt
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SCENE VI。 Near the camp of COMINIUS
Enter COMINIUS； as it were in retire； with soldiers
COMINIUS。 Breathe you； my friends。 Well fought； we are come off
Like Romans； neither foolish in our stands Nor cowardly in retire。 Believe
me； sirs； We shall be charg'd again。 Whiles we have struck； By interims
and conveying gusts we have heard The charges of our friends。 The
Roman gods； Lead their successes as we wish our own； That both our
powers； with smiling fronts encount'ring； May give you thankful sacrifice！
Enter A MESSENGER
Thy news？ MESSENGER。 The citizens of Corioli have issued And
given to Lartius and to Marcius battle； I saw our party to their trenches
driven； And then I came away。 COMINIUS。 Though thou speak'st truth；
Methinks thou speak'st not well。 How long is't since？ MESSENGER。
Above an hour； my lord。 COMINIUS。 'Tis not a mile； briefly we heard
their drums。 How couldst thou in a mile confound an hour； And bring thy
news so late？ MESSENGER。 Spies of the Volsces Held me in chase； that I
was forc'd to wheel Three or four miles about； else had I； sir； Half an hour
since brought my report。
Enter MARCIUS
COMINIUS。 Who's yonder That does appear as he were flay'd？ O
gods！ He has the stamp of Marcius； and I have Before…time seen him thus。
MARCIUS。 Come I too late？ COMINIUS。 The shepherd knows not
thunder from a tabor More than I know the sound of Marcius' tongue From
every meaner man。 MARCIUS。 Come I too late？ COMINIUS。 Ay； if you
come not in the blood of others； But mantled in your own。 MARCIUS。 O！
let me clip ye In arms as sound as when I woo'd； in heart As merry as
when our nuptial day was done； And tapers burn'd to bedward。
COMINIUS。 Flower of warriors； How is't with Titus Lartius？ MARCIUS。
As with a man busied about decrees： Condemning some to death and some
to exile； Ransoming him or pitying； threat'ning th' other； Holding Corioli
in the name of Rome Even like a fawning greyhound in the leash； To let
him slip at will。 COMINIUS。 Where is that slave Which told me they had
beat you to your trenches？ Where is he？ Call him hither。 MARCIUS。 Let
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him alone； He d