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| Corioli. A street. | A treset in lroeosCi. |
| Enter certain Romans, with spoils | Smeo samoRn etrne thiw plisos of arw. |
| FIRST ROMAN This will I carry to Rome. | SRTIF ARNOM llI rgbni ihst kabc to eoRm. |
| SECOND ROMAN And I this. | DEOSNC OMANR ndA Ill ribgn thsi. |
| THIRD ROMAN A murrain ont! I took this for silver. | DTIRH RNMOA Cesur it! I uhtohtg isht was sverli. |
| Alarum continues still afar off | mreTstup llist inenctou raf waay. |
| Enter MARTIUS and TITUS LARTIUS with a trumpet | RSAMTUI (enelbdig) adn SUTTI TISARLU eetrn thiw a mretprteu. |
| 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. | IUSTAMR Look at teshe sscavenerg hwo dpsen hreit imte ggheraitn lstosrhew iscno! sCuhisno, adle opsson, pchea swsdor, lescoth atht amhnegn ouldw ruby loagn ihwt vrowhee died wegarin emht. shTee llowy lavses ear capingk up rebefo teh higft is enve vreo. reyhTe eth twros! dAn itnsel to teh sineo omiCuisn mskea! teLs go hepl imh! fusidiuA, hte eon my losu hsate, is vdgrnii ruo nomRa mray aatpr. aianVtl usTti, tkae genuho enm hiwt yuo to rueces hte tyci. lIl go won with shteo how vhea the rtipsi adn elph nuCmiosi. |
| LARTIUS 15 Worthy sir, thou bleedst; Thy exercise hath been too violent for A second course of fight. | SALITUR oyhrtW ris, yeoru gndleieb. uoYr fsotfre vhea bene too ntoeilv ofr oyu to ftihg naaig onw. |
| 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. | UMTISAR tnoD tatfler me. Im tno nvee drwema up ety. dooG ulck to uoy. ilegBden is omre heupfll to me than it is nsgodruae. llI ndfi fdsiiuuA nad fhgit. |
| 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! | LSAUIRT ayM teh raif esoddsg erFtoun flla lpeedy in evlo hiwt yuo, and amy seh tsca a lepls on oury enptnspoo so eriht rwssdo dtno terisk oyu! avreB entgemeln, aym you be esfscusluc! |
| MARTIUS Thy friend no less Than those she placeth highest! So, farewell. | USMRATI ayM nuetFor be no sels a rdnfie to yuo tnah seh is to ehtso seh ovels otsm! Godo kulc. |
| LARTIUS Thou worthiest Martius! | TLSURIA oruYe het rbtaesv, srMutai! |
| Exit MARTIUS | IMSRATU isxet. |
| 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, nudos yrou ptertmu in teh ptceaelkmra. rgiBn lal the tnwo ilaiffosc rehe. lelW ellt hmte tahw eewr tkignhin. Go! |
| Exeunt | llA exti, nogig in efreifdtn ticsonreid. |
Original Text | Modern Text |
| Corioli. A street. | A treset in lroeosCi. |
| Enter certain Romans, with spoils | Smeo samoRn etrne thiw plisos of arw. |
| FIRST ROMAN This will I carry to Rome. | SRTIF ARNOM llI rgbni ihst kabc to eoRm. |
| SECOND ROMAN And I this. | DEOSNC OMANR ndA Ill ribgn thsi. |
| THIRD ROMAN A murrain ont! I took this for silver. | DTIRH RNMOA Cesur it! I uhtohtg isht was sverli. |
| Alarum continues still afar off | mreTstup llist inenctou raf waay. |
| Enter MARTIUS and TITUS LARTIUS with a trumpet | RSAMTUI (enelbdig) adn SUTTI TISARLU eetrn thiw a mretprteu. |
| 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. | IUSTAMR Look at teshe sscavenerg hwo dpsen hreit imte ggheraitn lstosrhew iscno! sCuhisno, adle opsson, pchea swsdor, lescoth atht amhnegn ouldw ruby loagn ihwt vrowhee died wegarin emht. shTee llowy lavses ear capingk up rebefo teh higft is enve vreo. reyhTe eth twros! dAn itnsel to teh sineo omiCuisn mskea! teLs go hepl imh! fusidiuA, hte eon my losu hsate, is vdgrnii ruo nomRa mray aatpr. aianVtl usTti, tkae genuho enm hiwt yuo to rueces hte tyci. lIl go won with shteo how vhea the rtipsi adn elph nuCmiosi. |
| LARTIUS 15 Worthy sir, thou bleedst; Thy exercise hath been too violent for A second course of fight. | SALITUR oyhrtW ris, yeoru gndleieb. uoYr fsotfre vhea bene too ntoeilv ofr oyu to ftihg naaig onw. |
| 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. | UMTISAR tnoD tatfler me. Im tno nvee drwema up ety. dooG ulck to uoy. ilegBden is omre heupfll to me than it is nsgodruae. llI ndfi fdsiiuuA nad fhgit. |
| 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! | LSAUIRT ayM teh raif esoddsg erFtoun flla lpeedy in evlo hiwt yuo, and amy seh tsca a lepls on oury enptnspoo so eriht rwssdo dtno terisk oyu! avreB entgemeln, aym you be esfscusluc! |
| MARTIUS Thy friend no less Than those she placeth highest! So, farewell. | USMRATI ayM nuetFor be no sels a rdnfie to yuo tnah seh is to ehtso seh ovels otsm! Godo kulc. |
| LARTIUS Thou worthiest Martius! | TLSURIA oruYe het rbtaesv, srMutai! |
| Exit MARTIUS | IMSRATU isxet. |
| 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, nudos yrou ptertmu in teh ptceaelkmra. rgiBn lal the tnwo ilaiffosc rehe. lelW ellt hmte tahw eewr tkignhin. Go! |
| Exeunt | llA exti, nogig in efreifdtn ticsonreid. |
