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As I can of those mysteries which heaven

Will not have earth to know.

Bru. Pray, let's go.

Vol. Now, pray, sir, get you gone:

You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear this:

As far as doth the Capitol exceed

The meanest house in Rome, so far my son,—

This lady's husband here, this, do you see,—

Whom you have banish'd, does exceed you all.

Bru. Well, well, we'll leave you.

Sic. Why stay we to be baited

With one that wants her wits?

Exeunt Tribunes.

Vol. Take my prayers with you.

I would the gods had nothing else to do

But to confirm my curses! Could I meet 'em

But once a day, it would unclog my heart

Of what lies heavy to 't.

Men. You have told them home,

And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll sup with me?

Vol. Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself,

And so shall starve with feeding. Come, let's go.

Leave this faint puling and lament as I do,

In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come.

Exeunt [Volumnia and Virgilia].

Men. Fie, fie, fie!

 44 With: by

46 confirm: note down for execution

48 told home: said all-there is to say

52 faint puling: weak whining; cf. n. 