604Com. Breath you my friends, wel fought, we are come (off,

605Like Romans, neither foolish in our stands,

606Nor Cowardly in retyre: Beleeue me Sirs,

607We shall be charg'd againe. Whiles we haue strooke

608By Interims and conueying gusts, we haue heard

609The Charges of our Friends. The Roman Gods,

610Leade their successes, as we wish our owne,

611That both our powers, with smiling Fronts encountring,

612May giue you thankfull Sacrifice. Thy Newes?

614Mess. The Cittizens of Corioles haue yssued,

615And giuen to Lartius and to Martius Battaile:

aa3 I saw

616I saw our party to their Trenches driuen,

617And then I came away.

618Com. Though thou speakest truth,

619Me thinkes thou speak'st not well. How long is't since?

620Mes. Aboue an houre, my Lord.

621Com. 'Tis not a mile: briefely we heard their drummes.

622How could'st thou in a mile confound an houre,

623And bring thy Newes so late?

624Mes. Spies of the Volces

625Held me in chace, that I was forc'd to wheele

626Three or foure miles about, else had I sir

627Halfe an houre since brought my report.

629Com. Whose yonder,

630That doe's appeare as he were Flead? O Gods,

631He has the stampe of Martius, and I haue

632Before time seene him thus.

633Mar. Come I too late?

634Com. The Shepherd knowes not Thunder frō a Taber,

635More then I know the sound of Martius Tongue

636From euery meaner man.

637Martius. Come I too late?

638Com. I, if you come not in the blood of others,

639But mantled in your owne.

640Mart. Oh! let me clip ye

641In Armes as sound, as when I woo'd in heart;

642As merry, as when our Nuptiall day was done,

643And Tapers burnt to Bedward.

644Com. Flower of Warriors, how is't with Titus Lartius?

645Mar. As with a man busied about Decrees:

646Condemning some to death, and some to exile,

647Ransoming him, or pittying, threatning th' other;

648Holding Corioles in the name of Rome,

649Euen like a fawning Grey-hound in the Leash,

650To let him slip at will.

651Com. Where is that Slaue

652Which told me they had beate you to your Trenches?

653Where is he? Call him hither.

654Mar. Let him alone,

655He did informe the truth: but for our Gentlemen,

656The common file, (a plague-Tribunes for them)

657The Mouse ne're shunn'd the Cat, as they did budge

658From Rascals worse then they.

659Com. But how preuail'd you?

660Mar. Will the time serue to tell, I do not thinke:

661Where is the enemy? Are you Lords a'th Field?

662If not, why cease you till you are so?

663Com. Martius, we haue at disaduantage fought,

664And did retyre to win our purpose.

665Mar. How lies their Battell? Know you on w^t side

666They haue plac'd their men of trust?

667Com. As I guesse Martius,

668Their Bands i'th Vaward are the Antients

669Of their best trust: O're them Auffidious,

670Their very heart of Hope.

671Mar. I do beseech you,

672By all the Battailes wherein we haue fought,

673By th' Blood we haue shed together,

674By th' Vowes we haue made

675To endure Friends, that you directly set me

676Against Affidious, and his Antiats,

677And that you not delay the present (but

678Filling the aire with Swords aduanc'd) and Darts,

679We proue this very houre.

680Com. Though I could wish,

681You were conducted to a gentle Bath,

682And Balmes applyed to you, yet dare I neuer

683Deny your asking, take your choice of those

684That best can ayde your action.

685Mar. Those are they

686That most are willing; if any such be heere,

687(As it were sinne to doubt) that loue this painting

688Wherein you see me smear'd, if any feare

689Lessen his person, then an ill report:

690If any thinke, braue death out-weighes bad life,

691And that his Countries deerer then himselfe,

692Let him alone: Or so many so minded,

693Waue thus to expresse his disposition,

694And follow Martius.

697Oh me alone, make you a sword of me:

698If these shewes be not outward, which of you

699But is foure Volces? None of you, but is

700Able to beare against the great Auffidious

701A Shield, as hard as his. A certaine number

702(Though thankes to all) must I select from all:

703The rest shall beare the businesse in some other fight

704(As cause will be obey'd:) please you to March,

705And foure shall quickly draw out my Command,

706Which men are best inclin'd.

707Com. March on my Fellowes:

708Make good this ostentation, and you shall

709Diuide in all, with vs. Exeunt