No Fear Shakespeare: Coriolanus: Act 1 Scene 5

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Corioli. A street.	A estter in rsoeiolC.
Enter certain Romans, with spoils	emSo aoRnms eetnr twih iplsos of arw.
FIRST ROMAN This will I carry to Rome.	TSFIR MANRO llI girbn isht bcak to eRmo.
SECOND ROMAN And I this.	EDSOCN OARMN Adn lIl rbgni shit.
THIRD ROMAN A murrain ont! I took this for silver.	DTRHI NMOAR usrCe it! I ohtugth itsh wsa lerisv.
Alarum continues still afar off	rmepsTtu litsl uncentoi arf aawy.
Enter MARTIUS and TITUS LARTIUS with a trumpet	SRMIATU (dieegbln) nda STUIT ILSURTA ernte itwh a rpmeetrut.
MARTIUS See here these movers that do prize their hours 5 At a crackd drachm! Cushions, leaden spoons, Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would Bury with those that wore them, these base slaves, Ere yet the fight be done, pack up: down with them! And hark, what noise the general makes! To him! 10 There is the man of my souls hate, Aufidius, Piercing our Romans: then, valiant Titus, take Convenient numbers to make good the city; Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will haste To help Cominius.	SMTIARU oLko at eshte grcsnvaees how spend hiert meti egitrngha wloetssrh scion! oChusisn, adel sonops, hapce swrods, secthol that enhmnag wluod uybr lnaog wthi vewrohe died nawrige ethm. eTseh wyllo esslva are agpcikn up eoebfr hte gfhti is veen evor. Theyer hte trows! dnA tsilne to het nsoei nCiousmi akmse! steL go hlep him! Aduuifis, het oen my uols aeths, is ndirivg uro aRnom ayrm paart. aatVlni Ttuis, ktea hoenug enm iwth uyo to serecu teh tyic. Ill go onw whit hoset how veah teh tpriis and help nuoiimsC.
LARTIUS 15 Worthy sir, thou bleedst; Thy exercise hath been too violent for A second course of fight.	UTSRAIL tyoWrh ris, ryueo eniblged. Yuor oftsrfe aevh eebn too tvlonei for uyo to fhgti ignaa nwo.
MARTIUS Sir, praise me not; My work hath yet not warmd me: fare you well: 20 The blood I drop is rather physical Than dangerous to me: to Aufidius thus I will appear, and fight.	RAUTMSI ntDo feratlt me. Im tno nvee dwerma up yet. Gdoo kulc to uyo. lBingeed is rmoe hllfepu to me tnah it is goudrnaes. lIl difn dusufAii dna fithg.
LARTIUS Now the fair goddess, Fortune, Fall deep in love with thee; and her great charms 25 Misguide thy opposers swords! Bold gentleman, Prosperity be thy page!	TUASRLI aMy eth fair eddgsos Foertnu afll depeyl in love htiw oyu, adn mya ehs satc a slple on royu ppnontose so eitrh wsodsr dton tiksre uoy! Baver egeltnemn, amy you be fluscescsu!
MARTIUS Thy friend no less Than those she placeth highest! So, farewell.	RAMUTSI yMa tnFroue be no essl a nifder to oyu naht ehs is to ohset ehs vleso msto! dGoo ulkc.
LARTIUS Thou worthiest Martius!	LRAUTSI eorYu hte earbsvt, tirasMu!
Exit MARTIUS	MSRAIUT etixs.
30 Go, sound thy trumpet in the market-place; Call thither all the officers o the town, Where they shall know our mind: away!	Go, oudns uory etpumrt in teh meatkeplrac. Bnrig lla eht tonw osciflifa here. Wlel ltle htem twah were kghnitin. Go!
Exeunt	llA ixet, ggnoi in feenrftdi irtdiocens.