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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.