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- $Unique_ID{SSP01508}
- $Title{Coriolanus: Act I, Scene VIII}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*01500.txt}
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- Portions copyright (c) CMC ReSearch, Inc., 1989
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- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
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- CORIOLANUS
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- ACT I
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- SCENE VIII: A field of battle.
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- {Alarum as in battle. Enter, from opposite sides,
- MARCIUS and AUFIDIUS.}
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- MARCIUS: I'll fight with none but thee; for I do hate thee
- Worse than a promise-breaker.
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- AUFIDIUS: We hate alike:
- Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor
- More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot.
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- MARCIUS: Let the first budger die the other's slave,
- And the gods doom him after!
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- AUFIDIUS: If I fly, Marcius,
- Holloa me like a hare.
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- MARCIUS: Within these three hours, Tullus,
- Alone I fought in your Corioli walls,
- And made what work I pleased: 'tis not my blood
- Wherein thou seest me mask'd; for thy revenge 10
- Wrench up thy power to the highest.
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- AUFIDIUS: Wert thou the Hector
- That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny,
- Thou shouldst not scape me here.
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- [They fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid of
- Aufidius. Marcius fights till they be driven in
- breathless.]
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- Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me
- In your condemned seconds.
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- [Exeunt.]
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