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The Tragedy of Coriolanus, III. iii

What's in his heart; and that is there which looks

With us to break his neck.

Sic. Well, here he comes.

Men. Calmly, I do beseech you.

Cor. Ay, as an hostler, that for the poorest piece

Will bear the knave by the volume. The honour'd gods

Keep Rome in safety, and the chairs of justice

Supplied with worthy men! plant love among 's!

Throng our large temples with the shows of peace,

And not our streets with war!

1. Sen. Amen, amen.

Men. A noble wish.

Sic. Draw near, ye people.

Æd. List to your tribunes; audience; peace! I say.

Cor. First, hear me speak.

Both Tri. Well, say. Peace, ho!

Cor. Shall I be charg'd no further than this present?

Must all determine here?

Sic. I do demand,

If you submit you to the people's voices,

Allow their officers, and are content

To suffer lawful censure for such faults

As shall be prov'd upon you?

Cor. I am content.

Men. Lo! citizens, he says he is content:

The warlike service he has done, consider; think

Upon the wounds his body bears, which show

 29 looks: tends, is calculated

32 piece: coin

33 bear volume: submit to be called knave interminably

41 this present: the present occasion

42 determine: end

44 Allow: acknowledge

