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Will not you go ? Auf . I am attended at the cypress grove . I pray you , ( ' Tis South
the city - mills ) bring me word thither How the world goes , that to the pace of it I
may spur on my journey . Sol . I fhall , Sir . ( Exeunt . A CT II . SCENE , ROME .
Will not you go ? Auf . I am attended at the cypress grove . I pray you , ( ' Tis South
the city - mills ) bring me word thither How the world goes , that to the pace of it I
may spur on my journey . Sol . I fhall , Sir . ( Exeunt . A CT II . SCENE , ROME .
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Not according to the prayer of the people , for they love not Marcius . Sic . Nature
teaches Beasts to know their friends . Men . Pray you , whom does the wolf love ?
Sic . The lamb . Men . Ay , to devour him , as the hungry Plebeians would the ...
Not according to the prayer of the people , for they love not Marcius . Sic . Nature
teaches Beasts to know their friends . Men . Pray you , whom does the wolf love ?
Sic . The lamb . Men . Ay , to devour him , as the hungry Plebeians would the ...
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... where he hath won , With fame , a name to Caius Marcius . Welcome to Rome ,
renowned Coriolanus ! [ Sound . Flourish . All . Welcome to Rome , renowned
Coriolanus . ! Cor . No more of this , it does offend my heart ; Pray now , no more .
... where he hath won , With fame , a name to Caius Marcius . Welcome to Rome ,
renowned Coriolanus ! [ Sound . Flourish . All . Welcome to Rome , renowned
Coriolanus . ! Cor . No more of this , it does offend my heart ; Pray now , no more .
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Bru . Sir , I hope , My words dis - bench'd you not ? Cor . No , Sir ; yet oft , When
blows have made me stay , I fled from words . You sooth not , therefore hurt not :
but your people , I love them as they weigh , Men . Pray now , sit down . Cor .
Bru . Sir , I hope , My words dis - bench'd you not ? Cor . No , Sir ; yet oft , When
blows have made me stay , I fled from words . You sooth not , therefore hurt not :
but your people , I love them as they weigh , Men . Pray now , sit down . Cor .
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Put them not to't : pray , fit you to the Custom , And take t'ye , as your
Predecessors have , Your Honour with your form . Cor . It is a Part That I shall
blush in acting , and might well Be taken from the People . Bru . Mark you That ?
Cor . To brag ...
Put them not to't : pray , fit you to the Custom , And take t'ye , as your
Predecessors have , Your Honour with your form . Cor . It is a Part That I shall
blush in acting , and might well Be taken from the People . Bru . Mark you That ?
Cor . To brag ...
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