Excerpt: ... of Plebeians with the Aediles. Mene. On both sides more respect Sicin. Heere's hee, that would take from you all your power Bru. Seize him Aediles All. Downe with him, downe with him 2 Sen. Weapons, weapons, weapons: They all bustle about Coriolanus. Tribunes, Patricians, Citizens: what ho: Sicinius, Brutus, Coriolanus, Citizens All. Peace, peace, peace, stay, hold, peace Mene. What is about to be? I am out of Breath, Confusions neere, I cannot speake. You, Tribunes To'th' people: Coriolanus, patience: Speak good Sicinius Scici. Heare me, People peace All. Let's here our Tribune: peace, speake, speake, speake Scici. You are at point to lose your Liberties: Martius would haue all from you; Martius, Whom late you haue nam'd for Consull Mene. Fie, fie, fie, this is the way to kindle, not to quench Sena. To vnbuild the Citie, and to lay all flat Scici. What is the Citie, but the People? All. True, the People are the Citie Brut. By the consent of all, we were establish'd the Peoples Magistrates All. You so remaine Mene. And so are like to doe Com. That is the way to lay the Citie flat, To bring the Roofe to the Foundation, And burie all, which yet distinctly raunges In heapes, and piles of Ruine Scici. This deserues Death Brut. Or let vs stand to our Authoritie, Or let vs lose it: we doe here pronounce, Vpon the part o'th' People, in whose power We were elected theirs, Martius is worthy Of present Death Scici. Therefore lay hold of him: Beare him toth' Rock Tarpeian, and from thence Into destruction cast him Brut. aediles seize him All Ple. Yeeld Martius, yeeld Mene. Heare me one word, 'beseech you Tribunes, heare me but a word Aediles. Peace, peace Mene. Be that you seeme, truly your Countries friend, And temp'rately proceed to what you would Thus violently redresse Brut. Sir, those cold wayes, That seeme like prudent helpes, are very poysonous, Where the Disease is violent. Lay hands...
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- 13 Sep 2013
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