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Coriolanus: Act I, Scene 8

Coriolanus
Act I, Scene 8

A field of battle.

  1. Alarum as in battle. Enter Martius and Aufidius at several
  2. doors.

Caius Martius

1 - 2
  1. I’ll fight with none but thee, for I do hate thee
  2. Worse than a promise-breaker.

Aufidius

3 - 5
  1.                               We hate alike:
  2. Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor
  3. More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot.

Caius Martius

6 - 7
  1. Let the first budger die the other’s slave,
  2. And the gods doom him after!

Aufidius

8 - 9
  1.                              If I fly, Martius,
  2. Hollow me like a hare.

Caius Martius

10 - 14
  1. Within these three hours, Tullus,
  2. Alone I fought in your Corioles walls,
  3. And made what work I pleas’d. ’Tis not my blood
  4. Wherein thou seest me mask’d; for thy revenge
  5. Wrench up thy power to th’ highest.

Aufidius

15 - 19
  1.                                     Wert thou the Hector
  2. That was the whip of your bragg’d progeny
  3. Thou shouldst not scape me here.
  4. Here they fight, and certain Volscian Soldiers come in the
  5. aid of Aufidius. Martius fights till they be driven in
  6. breathless.
  7. Officious, and not valiant, you have sham’d me
  8. In your condemned seconds.
  1. Exeunt.
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