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ACT III.

Scene I. Rome. A street .

Cornets. Enter CORIOLANUS , MENENIUS , all the Gentry , COMINIUS , TITUS LARTIUS , and other Senators.

Cor. Tullus Aufidius then had made new head?
Lart. He had, my lord; and that it was which caused
Our swifter composition.
Cor. So then the Volsces stand but as at first,
Ready, when time shall prompt them, to make road
Upon 's again.
Com. They are worn, lord consul, so,
That we shall hardly in our ages see
Their banners wave again.
Cor. Saw you Aufidius?

ACT II.

Scene I. Rome. A public place .

Enter MENENIUS with the two Tribunes of the people , SICINIUS and BRUTUS .

Men. The augurer tells me we shall have news to-night.
Bru. Good or bad?
Men. Not according to the prayer of the people, for they love not Marcius.
Sic. Nature teaches beasts to know their friends.
Men. Pray you, who does the wolf love?
Sic. The lamb.
Men. Ay, to devour him; as the hungry plebeians would the noble Marcius.
Bru. He 's a lamb indeed, that baes like a bear.

ACT I.

Scene I. Rome. A street .

Enter a company of mutinous Citizens, with staves, clubs, and other weapons .

First Cit. Before we proceed any further, hear me speak.
All. . Speak, speak.
First Cit. You are all resolved rather to die than to famish?
All. Resolved, resolved.
First Cit. First, you know Caius Marcius is chief enemy to the people.
All. We know 'i, we know 't.
First Cit. Let us kill him, and we 'll have corn at our own price. Is 't a verdict?
All. No more talking on 't; let it be done: away, away!

ACT V.

Scene I. London. A gallery in the palace .

Enter G ARDINER , Bishop of Winchester, a Page with a torch before him met by S IR T HOMAS L OVELL .

Gar. It 's one o'clock, boy, is 't not?
Boy. It hath struck,
Gar. These should be hours for necessities,
Not for delights; times to repair our nature
With comforting repose, and not for us
To waste these times. Good hour of night, Sir Thomas!
Whither so late?
Lov. Came you from the king, my lord?

ACT IV.

Scene I. A street in Westminster .

Enter two Gentlemen, meeting one another .

First Gent. You 're well met once again.
Sec. Gent. So are you.
First Gent. You come to take your stand here, and behold
The Lady Anne pass from her coronation?
Sec. Gent. 'Tis all my business. At our last encounter,
The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial.
First Gent. 'Tis very true: but that time offer'd sorrow;
This, general joy.
Sec. Gent. 'Tis well: the citizens,

ACT III.

Scene I. London. The Q UEEN'S apartments .

The Q UEEN and her Women, as at work .

Q. Kath. Take thy lute, wench: my soul grows sad with troubles;
Sing, and disperse 'em, if thou canst: leave working.

S ONG .

Orpheus with his lute made trees,
As the mountain tops that freeze,

ACT II.

Scene I. Westminster. A street.

Enter two Gentlemen, meeting.

First Gent. Whither away so fast?
Sec. Gent. O, God save ye!
Even to the hall, to hear what shall become
Of the great Duke of Buckingham.
First Gent. I 'll save you
That labour, sir. All 's now done, but the ceremony
Of bringing back the prisoner.
Sec. Gent. Were you there?
First Gent. Yes, indeed, was I.
Sec. Gent. Pray, speak what has happen'd.
First Gent. You may guess quickly what.

ACT I.

Scene I. London. An ante-chamber in the palace .

Enter the Duke OF N ORFOLK at one door ; at the other, the Duke OF B UCKINGHAM and the L ORD A BERGAVENNY .

Buck. Good morrow, and well met. How have ye done
Since fast we saw in France?
Nor. I thank your grace,
Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer
Of what I saw there.
Buck. An untimely ague
Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber when
Those suns of glory, those two lights of men,
Met in the vale of Andren.

THE PROLOGUE

I COME no more to make you laugh: things now,
That bear a weighty and a serious brow,
Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe,
Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow,
We now present. Those that can pity, here
May, if they think it well, let fall a tear;
The subject will deserve it. Such as give
Their money out of hope they may believe,
May here find truth too. Those that come to see
Only a show or two, and so agree
The play may pass, if they be still and willing,

ACT V.

Scene I. Salisbury. An open place .

Enter the Sheriff, and BUCKINGHAM , with halberds , led to execution .

Buck. Will not King Richard let me speak with him?
Sher. No, my good lord; therefore be patient.
Buck. Hastings, and Edward's children. Rivers, Grey,
Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward,
Vaughan, and all that have miscarried
By underhand corrupted foul injustice,
If that your moody discontented souls
Do through the clouds behold this present hour,
Even for revenge mock my destruction!