SECOND MESSENGER. As certain as I know the sun is fire. Where have you lurked that you make doubt of it? Ne’er through an arch so hurried the blown tide As the recomforted through th’ gates. Why, hark you! [_Trumpets, hautboys, drums beat, all together._] The trumpets, sackbuts, psalteries, and fifes, Tabors and cymbals, and the shouting Romans Make the sun dance. Hark you! [_A shout within._] MENENIUS. This is good news. I will go meet the ladies. This Volumnia Is worth of consuls, senators, patricians A city full; of tribunes such as you A sea and land full. You have prayed well today. This morning for ten thousand of your throats I’d not have given a doit. Hark, how they joy! [_Sound still with the shouts._] SICINIUS. First, the gods bless you for your tidings; next, accept my thankfulness. SECOND MESSENGER. Sir, we have all great cause to give great thanks. SICINIUS. They are near the city? MESSENGER. Almost at point to enter. SICINIUS. We’ll meet them, and help the joy. [_Exeunt._] SCENE V. Rome. A street near the gate Enter two Senators, with Ladies (Volumnia, Virgilia, Valeria) passing over the stage, with other Lords. SENATOR. Behold our patroness, the life of Rome! Call all your tribes together, praise the gods, And make triumphant fires. Strew flowers before them, Unshout the noise that banished Martius, Repeal him with the welcome of his mother. Cry “Welcome, ladies, welcome!” ALL. Welcome, ladies, welcome! [_A flourish with drums and trumpets._] [_Exeunt._] SCENE VI. Antium. A public place Enter Tullus Aufidius with Attendants. AUFIDIUS. Go tell the lords o’ th’ city I am here. Deliver them this paper. [_He gives them a paper_.] Having read it, Bid them repair to th’ marketplace, where I, Even in theirs and in the commons’ ears, Will vouch the truth of it. Him I accuse The city ports by this hath entered and Intends t’ appear before the people, hoping To purge himself with words. Dispatch. [_Exeunt Attendants._] Enter three or four Conspirators of Aufidius’s faction. Most welcome! FIRST CONSPIRATOR. How is it with our general? AUFIDIUS. Even so As with a man by his own alms empoisoned And with his charity slain. SECOND CONSPIRATOR. Most noble sir, If you do hold the same intent wherein You wished us parties, we’ll deliver you Of your great danger. AUFIDIUS. Sir, I cannot tell. We must proceed as we do find the people. THIRD CONSPIRATOR. The people will remain uncertain whilst ’Twixt you there’s difference, but the fall of either Makes the survivor heir of all. AUFIDIUS. I know it, And my pretext to strike at him admits A good construction. I raised him, and I pawned Mine honour for his truth, who being so heightened, He watered his new plants with dews of flattery, Seducing so my friends; and to this end, He bowed his nature, never known before But to be rough, unswayable, and free. THIRD CONSPIRATOR. Sir, his stoutness When he did stand for consul, which he lost By lack of stooping—