The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 6 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 6 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Lart._ Marcius, his name?
_Cor._ By Jupiter, forgot:[2759] 90
I am weary; yea, my memory is tired.[2767]
Have we no wine here?
_Com._ Go we to our tent:
The blood upon your visage dries; 'tis time
It should be look'd to: come. [_Exeunt._
SCENE X. _The camp of the Volsces._[2768]
_A flourish. Cornets. Enter_ TULLUS AUFIDIUS, _bloody, with two
or three_ Soldiers.
_Auf._ The town is ta'en![2769]
_First Sol._ 'Twill be deliver'd back on good condition.[2770][2769]
_Auf._ Condition!
I would I were a Roman; for I cannot,
Being a Volsce, be that I am. Condition![2771] 5
What good condition can a treaty find
I' the part that is at mercy? Five times, Marcius,
I have fought with thee; so often hast thou beat me;
And wouldst do so, I think, should we encounter
As often as we eat. By the elements,[2772] 10
If e'er again I meet him beard to beard,
He's mine, or I am his: mine emulation
Hath not that honour in 't it had; for where
I thought to crush him in an equal force,
True sword to sword, I'll potch at him some way,[2773] 15
Or wrath or craft may get him.
_First Sol._ He's the devil.[2770]
_Auf._ Bolder, though not so subtle. My valour's poison'd[2774][2775]
With only suffering stain by him; for him[2775][2776]
Shall fly out of itself: nor sleep nor sanctuary,[2777]
Being naked, sick, nor fane nor Capitol,[2778] 20
The prayers of priests nor times of sacrifice,
Embarquements all of fury, shall lift up[2779]
Their rotten privilege and custom 'gainst
My hate to Marcius: where I find him, were it
At home, upon my brother's guard, even there,[2780] 25
Against the hospitable canon, would I
Wash my fierce hand in's heart. Go you to the city;
Learn how 'tis held, and what they are that must
Be hostages for Rome.
_First Sol._ Will not you go?[2770]
_Auf._ I am attended at the cypress grove: I pray you--[2781] 30
'Tis south the city mills--bring me word thither[2782]
How the world goes, that to the pace of it
I may spur on my journey.
_First Sol._ I shall, sir. [_Exeunt._[2770][2783]
FOOTNOTES:
[2455] ACT I. SCENE I.] Actus Primus. Scæna Prima. Ff.
Rome. A street.] A street in Rome. Pope.
[2456] All.] Ff. Cit. [Several speaking at once. Malone.
[2457] _chief_] _the chief_ Pope.
[2458] _We know't, we know't_] F₁. _We know't_ F₂ F₃ F₄.
[2459] _let it_] _let't_ Rowe (ed 2).
[2460] _on_] F₃ F₄. _one_ F₁ F₂.
[2461] _humanely_] _humanly_ F₄.
[2462] _object_] _abjectness_ Collier MS.
[2463] _a gain_] _againe_ F₂.
[2464] _pikes_] _pitchforks_ Hanmer.
_rakes_] F₁. _raks_ F₂. _racks_ F₃ F₄.
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