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Enter the Patricians , and the Tribunes of the People , Lictors before them ;
CORIOLANUS , MENENIUS , COMINIUS the Consul : SICINIUS and BRU . TU5 ,
as Tribunes , take their Places by themselves . Men . Having determin'd of the
Volsces ...
Enter the Patricians , and the Tribunes of the People , Lictors before them ;
CORIOLANUS , MENENIUS , COMINIUS the Consul : SICINIUS and BRU . TU5 ,
as Tribunes , take their Places by themselves . Men . Having determin'd of the
Volsces ...
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Behold ! these are the tribunes of the people , The tongues o ' the common mouth
. I do despise them ; For they do prank them in authority , Against all noble
sufferance . Sic . Pass no further . 30 Cor . Ha ! what is that ? Bru . It will be
dangerous ...
Behold ! these are the tribunes of the people , The tongues o ' the common mouth
. I do despise them ; For they do prank them in authority , Against all noble
sufferance . Sic . Pass no further . 30 Cor . Ha ! what is that ? Bru . It will be
dangerous ...
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They all bustle about CORIOLANUS : Tribunes , patricians , citizens ! -what he !
Sicinius , Brutus , Coriolanus , citizens ! All . Peace , peace , peace ! stay , hold ,
peace ! Men . What is about to be ? -I am out of breath ; Confusion's near ; I
cannot ...
They all bustle about CORIOLANUS : Tribunes , patricians , citizens ! -what he !
Sicinius , Brutus , Coriolanus , citizens ! All . Peace , peace , peace ! stay , hold ,
peace ! Men . What is about to be ? -I am out of breath ; Confusion's near ; I
cannot ...
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Down with that sword – Tribunes , withdraw a while . Bru . Lay hands upon him .
Men . Help , Marcius ! help , You that be noble ; help him , young and old I All .
Down with him , down with him ! [ Exeunt , [ In this Mutiny , the Tribunes , the
Ędiles ...
Down with that sword – Tribunes , withdraw a while . Bru . Lay hands upon him .
Men . Help , Marcius ! help , You that be noble ; help him , young and old I All .
Down with him , down with him ! [ Exeunt , [ In this Mutiny , the Tribunes , the
Ędiles ...
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He shall well know , The noble tribunes are the people's mouths , And we their
hands . All . He shall sure out . Men . Sir , sirSic . Peace , Men . Do not cry ,
havock , where you should but hunt With modest warrant . Sic . Sir , how comes it
, that ...
He shall well know , The noble tribunes are the people's mouths , And we their
hands . All . He shall sure out . Men . Sir , sirSic . Peace , Men . Do not cry ,
havock , where you should but hunt With modest warrant . Sic . Sir , how comes it
, that ...
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Page 92 - Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues : be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Page 91 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's...
Page 91 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Page 88 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Page 51 - Anne. So much the more Must pity drop upon her. Verily, I swear, 'tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief And wear a golden sorrow.
Page 89 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
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Page 91 - O, my lord, Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ; The king shall have my service, but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Page 96 - You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts! Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Fan you into despair! Have the power still To banish your defenders; till, at length, Your...
Page 89 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans