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Coriolanus
[I, 1] |
Coriolanus |
168 |
He that will give good words to thee will flatter
Beneath abhorring. What would you have, you curs,
That like nor peace nor war? the one affrights you,
The other makes you proud. He that trusts to you,
Where he should find you lions, finds you hares;
Where foxes, geese: you are no surer, no,
Than is the coal of fire upon the ice,
Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is
To make him worthy whose offence subdues him
And curse that justice did it.
Who deserves greatness
Deserves your hate; and your affections are
A sick man's appetite, who desires most that
Which would increase his evil. He that depends
Upon your favours swims with fins of lead
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust Ye?
With every minute you do change a mind,
And call him noble that was now your hate,
Him vile that was your garland. What's the matter,
That in these several places of the city
You cry against the noble senate, who,
Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else
Would feed on one another? What's their seeking?
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Coriolanus
[I, 2] |
Tullus Aufidius |
334 |
Nor did you think it folly
To keep your great pretences veil'd till when
They needs must show themselves; which
in the hatching,
It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery.
We shall be shorten'd in our aim, which was
To take in many towns ere almost Rome
Should know we were afoot.
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3 |
Coriolanus
[I, 2] |
Tullus Aufidius |
356 |
And keep your honours safe!
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Coriolanus
[I, 7] |
Titus Lartius |
726 |
So, let the ports be guarded: keep your duties,
As I have set them down. If I do send, dispatch
Those centuries to our aid: the rest will serve
For a short holding: if we lose the field,
We cannot keep the town.
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5 |
Coriolanus
[II, 2] |
Menenius Agrippa |
1302 |
He loves your people
But tie him not to be their bedfellow.
Worthy Cominius, speak.
[CORIOLANUS offers to go away]
Nay, keep your place.
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Coriolanus
[II, 3] |
Coriolanus |
1491 |
Bid them wash their faces
And keep their teeth clean.
[Re-enter two of the Citizens]
So, here comes a brace.
[Re-enter a third Citizen]
You know the cause, air, of my standing here.
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7 |
Coriolanus
[II, 3] |
Menenius Agrippa |
1588 |
I'll keep you company. Will you along?
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8 |
Coriolanus
[III, 1] |
Sicinius Velutus |
2097 |
Speak briefly then;
For we are peremptory to dispatch
This viperous traitor: to eject him hence
Were but one danger, and to keep him here
Our certain death: therefore it is decreed
He dies to-night.
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Coriolanus
[III, 3] |
Coriolanus |
2385 |
Ay, as an ostler, 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!
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10 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 2] |
Junius Brutus |
2603 |
They have ta'en note of us: keep on your way.
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11 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 6] |
Citizens |
3039 |
Now the gods keep you!
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12 |
Coriolanus
[V, 1] |
Menenius Agrippa |
3279 |
No, I'll not go: you hear what he hath said
Which was sometime his general; who loved him
In a most dear particular. He call'd me father:
But what o' that? Go, you that banish'd him;
A mile before his tent fall down, and knee
The way into his mercy: nay, if he coy'd
To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home.
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13 |
Coriolanus
[V, 2] |
Tullus Aufidius |
3469 |
You keep a constant temper.
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14 |
Coriolanus
[V, 3] |
Virgilia |
3633 |
Ay, and mine,
That brought you forth this boy, to keep your name
Living to time.
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