Corioli. The Senate-house. |
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Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS and Senators. |
First Sen. So, your opinion is, Aufidius, |
That they of Rome are enter'd in our counsels, |
And know how we proceed. |
Auf. Is it not yours? |
What ever have been thought on in this state, |
That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome |
Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone |
Since I heard thence; these are the words: I think |
I have the letter here; yes, here it is. |
They have press'd a power, but it is not known |
Whether for east, or west: the dearth is great; |
The people mutinous; and it is rumour'd, |
Cominius, Marcius, your old enemy,— |
Who is of Rome worse hated than of you,— |
And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman, |
These three lead on this preparation |
Whither 'tis bent: most likely 'tis for you: |
Consider of it. |
First Sen. Our army's in the field: |
We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready |
To answer us. |
Auf. Nor did you think it folly |
To keep your great pretences veil'd till when |
They needs must show themselves; which in the hatching, |
It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery |
We shall be shorten'd in our aim, which was |
To take in many towns ere almost Rome |
Should know we were afoot. |
Sec. Sen. Noble Aufidius, |
Take your commission; hie you to your bands; |
Let us alone to guard Corioli: |
If they set down before's, for the remove |
Bring up your army; but, I think you'll find |
They've not prepared for us. |
Auf. O! doubt not that; |
I speak from certainties. Nay, more; |
Some parcels of their power are forth already, |
And only hitherward. I leave your honours. |
If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet, |
'Tis sworn between us we shall ever strike |
Till one can do no more. |
All. The gods assist you! |
Auf. And keep your honours safe! |
First Sen. Farewell. |
Sec. Sen. Farewell. |
All. Farewell. [Exeunt. |
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