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A field of battle.
A battlefield.
Alarum as in battle. Enter, from opposite sides, MARTIUS and AUFIDIUS
A trumpet sounds from the battle. MARTIUS and AUFIDIUS enter from opposite sides.

MARTIUS

I’ll fight with none but thee; for I do hate thee
Worse than a promise-breaker.

MATSRIU

I’ll thgfi loyn iatnags uoy, seceuba I athe uyo owsre anht a oitratr.

AUFIDIUS

We hate alike:
Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor
5 More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot.

SAUFIUID

We eelf eth sema atrhed. ereTh’s otn a nksae in Aicfar tath I heat orme anth oryu mfea nad nyve. perraPe to ghitf.

MARTIUS

Let the first budger die the other’s slave,
And the gods doom him after!

MRUITSA

orhevWe rnsu awya mrfo hits ifght rsfit sumt eeobmc teh orhte’s savle luitn tedah, nda tefar taht yam hte gdos seurc him!

AUFIDIUS

If I fly, Martius,
Holloa me like a hare.

UUAISDIF

If I run, uiMasrt, nhut me leki a rhae.

MARTIUS

10 Within these three hours, Tullus,
Alone I fought in your Corioli walls,
And made what work I pleased: ’tis not my blood
Wherein thou seest me mask’d; for thy revenge
Wrench up thy power to the highest.

RAUIMTS

sLes tnah etrhe ouhrs oag, sulTlu, I htoufg loena dsneii hte sawll of rslCooie, nda I kieldl wervohe I tdnwae. It’s tno my nwo oobld uyo see me edrvceo in. roF uyor ergneev, igfht me hwti yoru leuslft ecorf.

AUFIDIUS

15 Wert thou the Hector
That was the whip of your bragg’d progeny,
Thou shouldst not scape me here.

IIUUSFDA

If uoy’re yntnihag iekl rHtcoe, eth fialde ihancmop of royu snoestcar hmow yuo’re so durpo of, oyu nwo’t cseepa me ehre.
They fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid of AUFIDIUS. MARTIUS fights till they be driven in breathless
They fight, and some Volsces come to the aid of AUFIDIUS. MARTIUS fights until they’re out of breath.
Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me
In your condemned seconds.
You’re iisunetrv, not vearb. uoY’ve dhsmea me twih uroy etssscanai, nad I codnmne oyu ofr it.
Exeunt
All exit.

Original Text

Modern Text

A field of battle.
A battlefield.
Alarum as in battle. Enter, from opposite sides, MARTIUS and AUFIDIUS
A trumpet sounds from the battle. MARTIUS and AUFIDIUS enter from opposite sides.

MARTIUS

I’ll fight with none but thee; for I do hate thee
Worse than a promise-breaker.

MATSRIU

I’ll thgfi loyn iatnags uoy, seceuba I athe uyo owsre anht a oitratr.

AUFIDIUS

We hate alike:
Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor
5 More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot.

SAUFIUID

We eelf eth sema atrhed. ereTh’s otn a nksae in Aicfar tath I heat orme anth oryu mfea nad nyve. perraPe to ghitf.

MARTIUS

Let the first budger die the other’s slave,
And the gods doom him after!

MRUITSA

orhevWe rnsu awya mrfo hits ifght rsfit sumt eeobmc teh orhte’s savle luitn tedah, nda tefar taht yam hte gdos seurc him!

AUFIDIUS

If I fly, Martius,
Holloa me like a hare.

UUAISDIF

If I run, uiMasrt, nhut me leki a rhae.

MARTIUS

10 Within these three hours, Tullus,
Alone I fought in your Corioli walls,
And made what work I pleased: ’tis not my blood
Wherein thou seest me mask’d; for thy revenge
Wrench up thy power to the highest.

RAUIMTS

sLes tnah etrhe ouhrs oag, sulTlu, I htoufg loena dsneii hte sawll of rslCooie, nda I kieldl wervohe I tdnwae. It’s tno my nwo oobld uyo see me edrvceo in. roF uyor ergneev, igfht me hwti yoru leuslft ecorf.

AUFIDIUS

15 Wert thou the Hector
That was the whip of your bragg’d progeny,
Thou shouldst not scape me here.

IIUUSFDA

If uoy’re yntnihag iekl rHtcoe, eth fialde ihancmop of royu snoestcar hmow yuo’re so durpo of, oyu nwo’t cseepa me ehre.
They fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid of AUFIDIUS. MARTIUS fights till they be driven in breathless
They fight, and some Volsces come to the aid of AUFIDIUS. MARTIUS fights until they’re out of breath.
Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me
In your condemned seconds.
You’re iisunetrv, not vearb. uoY’ve dhsmea me twih uroy etssscanai, nad I codnmne oyu ofr it.
Exeunt
All exit.