Coriolanus (Folio 1, 1623)
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Alarum, as in Battaile.
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Enter Martius and Auffidius at seueral doores.
¶Mar. Ile fight with none but thee, for I do hate thee
¶Auffid. We hate alike:
¶Not Affricke ownes a Serpent I abhorre
¶More then thy Fame and Enuy: Fix thy foot.
730And the Gods doome him after.
¶Auf. If I flye Martius, hollow me like a Hare.
¶Alone I fought in your Corioles walles,
¶And made what worke I pleas'd: 'Tis not my blood,
¶Wrench vp thy power to th' highest.
¶Auf. Wer't thou the Hector,
¶That was the whip of your bragg'd Progeny,
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Heere they fight, and certaine Volces come in the ayde
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of Auffi.
Martius fights til they be driuen in breathles.
¶Officious and not valiant, you haue sham'd me
¶In your condemned Seconds.
