_Lart._ Thou worthiest Marcius! [_Exit Marcius._[2671] 25 Go, sound thy trumpet in the market-place;[2672] Call thither all the officers o' the town,[2673] Where they shall know our mind. Away! [_Exeunt._ SCENE VI. _Near the camp of Cominius._[2674] _Enter_ COMINIUS, _as it were in retire, with_ Soldiers. _Com._ 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 charged again. Whiles we have struck,[2675] By interims and conveying gusts we have heard 5 The charges of our friends. Ye Roman gods,[2676] Lead their successes as we wish our own, That both our powers, with smiling fronts encountering, May give you thankful sacrifice! _Enter a_ Messenger.[2677] Thy news? _Mess._ The citizens of Corioli have issued, 10 And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle: I saw our party to their trenches driven,[2678] And then I came away. _Com._ Though thou speak'st truth,[2679] Methinks thou speak'st not well. How long is't since? _Mess._ Above an hour, my lord. 15 _Com._ 'Tis not a mile; briefly we heard their drums:[2680] How couldst thou in a mile confound an hour, And bring thy news so late?[2681] _Mess._ Spies of the Volsces Held me in chase, that I was forced to wheel Three or four miles about; else had I, sir, 20 Half an hour since brought my report. _Enter_ MARCIUS.[2682] _Com._ 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. _Mar._ Come I too late?[2683] _Com._ The shepherd knows not thunder from a tabor 25 More than I know the sound of Marcius' tongue[2684] From every meaner man.[2685] _Mar._ Come I too late? _Com._ Ay, if you come not in the blood of others, But mantled in your own. _Mar._ O, let me clip ye[2686] In arms as sound as when I woo'd; in heart[2687][2688] 30 As merry as when our nuptial day was done,[2688] And tapers burn'd to bedward! _Com._ Flower of warriors,[2689] How is't with Titus Lartius?[2689][2690] _Mar._ As with a man busied about decrees: Condemning some to death, and some to exile; 35 Ransoming him or pitying, threatening the other; Holding Corioli in the name of Rome, Even like a fawning greyhound in the leash, To let him slip at will.[2691]