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'Sicinius!' 'Brutus!' 'Coriolanus!' 'Citizens!'
'Peace, peace, peace!' 'Stay, hold, peace!'
MENENIUS:
What is about to be? I am out of breath;
Confusion's near; I cannot speak. You, tribunes
To the people! Coriolanus, patience!
Speak, good Sicinius.
SICINIUS:
Hear me, people; peace!
Citizens:
Let's hear our tribune: peace Speak, speak, speak.
SICINIUS:
You are at point to lose your liberties:
Marcius would have all from you; Marcius,
Whom late you have named for consul.
MENENIUS:
Fie, fie, fie!
This is the way to kindle, not to quench.
First Senator:
To unbuild the city and to lay all flat.
SICINIUS:
What is the city but the people?
Citizens:
True,
The people are the city.
BRUTUS:
By the consent of all, we were establish'd
The people's magistrates.
Citizens:
You so remain.
MENENIUS:
And so are like to do.
COMINIUS:
That is the way to lay the city flat;
To bring the roof to the foundation,
And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges,
In heaps and piles of ruin.
SICINIUS:
This deserves death.
BRUTUS:
Or let us stand to our authority,
Or let us lose it. We do here pronounce,
Upon the part o' the people, in whose power
We were elected theirs, Marcius is worthy
Of present death.
SICINIUS:
Therefore lay hold of him;
Bear him to the rock Tarpeian, and from thence
Into destruction cast him.
BRUTUS:
AEdiles, seize him!
Citizens:
Yield, Marcius, yield!
MENENIUS:
Hear me one word;
Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word.
AEdile:
Peace, peace!
MENENIUS:
BRUTUS:
Sir, those cold ways,
That seem like prudent helps, are very poisonous
Where the disease is violent. Lay hands upon him,
And bear him to the rock.
CORIOLANUS:
No, I'll die here.
There's some among you have beheld me fighting:
Come, try upon yourselves what you have seen me.
MENENIUS:
Down with that sword! Tribunes, withdraw awhile.
BRUTUS:
Lay hands upon him.
COMINIUS:
Help Marcius, help,
You that be noble; help him, young and old!