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Coriolanus
[I, 1] |
Coriolanus |
210 |
They are dissolved: hang 'em!
They said they were an-hungry; sigh'd forth proverbs,
That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
That meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not
Corn for the rich men only: with these shreds
They vented their complainings; which being answer'd,
And a petition granted them, a strange one—
To break the heart of generosity,
And make bold power look pale—they threw their caps
As they would hang them on the horns o' the moon,
Shouting their emulation.
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2 |
Coriolanus
[I, 1] |
Menenius Agrippa |
229 |
This is strange.
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3 |
Coriolanus
[II, 1] |
Menenius Agrippa |
936 |
This is strange now: do you two know how you are
censured here in the city, I mean of us o' the
right-hand file? do you?
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4 |
Coriolanus
[II, 1] |
Menenius Agrippa |
982 |
You know neither me, yourselves nor any thing. You
are ambitious for poor knaves' caps and legs: you
wear out a good wholesome forenoon in hearing a
cause between an orange wife and a fosset-seller;
and then rejourn the controversy of three pence to a
second day of audience. When you are hearing a
matter between party and party, if you chance to be
pinched with the colic, you make faces like
mummers; set up the bloody flag against all
patience; and, in roaring for a chamber-pot,
dismiss the controversy bleeding the more entangled
by your hearing: all the peace you make in their
cause is, calling both the parties knaves. You are
a pair of strange ones.
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5 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 3] |
Roman |
2676 |
There hath been in Rome strange insurrections; the
people against the senators, patricians, and nobles.
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6 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 3] |
Roman |
2701 |
I shall, between this and supper, tell you most
strange things from Rome; all tending to the good of
their adversaries. Have you an army ready, say you?
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7 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 5] |
First Servingman |
2776 |
A strange one as ever I looked on: I cannot get him
out of the house: prithee, call my master to him.
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8 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 5] |
Third Servingman |
2790 |
What, you will not? Prithee, tell my master what a
strange guest he has here.
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9 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 5] |
First Servingman |
2918 |
Here's a strange alteration!
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