No Fear Shakespeare: Coriolanus: Act 5 Scene 1

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Rome. A public place.	A cpulib place in eRmo.
Enter MENENIUS , COMINIUS , SICINIUS , BRUTUS , and others	NUMEESNI , NUICSIMO , CIUNISSI , USUTBR , dan terhnerstoe.
MENENIUS No, Ill not go: you hear what he hath said Which was sometime his general; who loved him In a most dear particular. He calld me father: But what o that? Go, you that banishd him; 5 A mile before his tent fall down, and knee The way into his mercy: nay, if he coyd To hear Cominius speak, Ill keep at home.	MEINNESU No, I twno go. You edarh hwta hsi oerrfm laegren adis, eht noe ohw dvole him otsm laeyrd. He decall me rafeth. But so awth? Go, uoy thta ndhsbeia imh, nda llaf wodn on uyor nesek a eilm oeerbf ish tnte adn clraw to ihm, ggibnge for rcyem. No, if he duesfre to sltnei to Csumoini, lIl tsya at eohm.
COMINIUS He would not seem to know me.	SOUIMINC He etadc as if he dtdni wokn me.
MENENIUS Do you hear?	MEIUNSNE Do you earh?
COMINIUS 10 Yet one time he did call me by my name: I urged our old acquaintance, and the drops That we have bled together. Coriolanus He would not answer to: forbad all names; He was a kind of nothing, titleless, 15 Till he had forged himself a name o the fire Of burning Rome.	UCNIMISO He acdlle me by my neam nlyo nceo, nda I rnmideed mih of uor iptsnaolrhei and het dlobo ewve sdhe rhetgeot. He uwdoltn arwsne to asiruCoonl or yna ohtre naem. He wsa a dikn of ointhgn, tlstieles, tluin he ahd geofdr imlhsfe a aenm otu of the frei of igrnnub Rmoe.
MENENIUS Why, so: you have made good work! A pair of tribunes that have rackd for Rome, To make coals cheap,a noble memory!	NNMUEEIS lWel won, tsih is lla oury iondg! A rpai of enbursti ttha ehva ohgrbut dnow eht cirep of lcao by itngetl emoR be urhbdneawt a enolb way to be emdrembere!
COMINIUS 20 I minded him how royal twas to pardon When it was less expected: he replied, It was a bare petition of a state To one whom they had punishd.	ICUOMSNI I imdderen hmi ohw onbel it wsa to rtgan onrapds enwh eyht era selat ecdeeptx. He dreleip ttha it was an nitsnciiuffe plae ormf hte state thta xeeldi imh.
MENENIUS Very well: 25 Could he say less?	MSNEEIUN hstaT fiar rof mhi to ysa.
COMINIUS I offerd to awaken his regard Fors private friends: his answer to me was, He could not stay to pick them in a pile Of noisome musty chaff: he said twas folly, 30 For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt, And still to nose the offence.	SUIICNOM I rteid to ekma mih hkitn of his loeasnrp erdnisf. siH areswn to me aws thta he cdtounl sotp to kpic hemt tou mfro a epli of niseveffo, tmsyu chfaf. He aisd it saw isofohl to eraps eno or wot poor ignrsa mfor eignb enrubd nad isllt sllme teh stnki.
MENENIUS For one poor grain or two! I am one of those; his mother, wife, his child, And this brave fellow too, we are the grains: 35 You are the musty chaff; and you are smelt Above the moon: we must be burnt for you.	NESIENUM rFo neo opro nragi or wot! I am oen of estoh. iHs ohrtme, sih feiw, ihs cldhi, nda iths vbear eofwll, toweo era teh nagrsi. oYu rea eht tmusy caffh. orYu tknsi nac be elemsdl vboea hte omon, nda we umst be trubn orf you.
SICINIUS Nay, pray, be patient: if you refuse your aid In this so never-needed help, yet do not Upbraids with our distress. But, sure, if you 40 Would be your countrys pleader, your good tongue, More than the instant army we can make, Might stop our countryman.	IUCISISN No, pselea, be ttepani. If ouy ruesfe to hlep wehn its otms dndeee, tndo euretcl us eiwlh eerw in idesrsst. If udyo eapdl on uoyr surotcyn eahlfb, uersly yuor dgoo owrsd uldow do eorm to ptso uor oytumncran htan yna mary we olucd eiars.
MENENIUS No, Ill not meddle.	SNMUENEI No, I wtno teg ovdevlni.
SICINIUS Pray you, go to him.	INISCIUS slePea, go to ihm.
MENENIUS 45 What should I do?	SINEMEUN thWa duwlo I do?
BRUTUS Only make trial what your love can do For Rome, towards Martius.	URBUST See htwa ouyr nsnedkis rdotwa Msurita anc do rfo Rmoe.
MENENIUS Well, and say that Martius Return me, as Cominius is returnd, 50 Unheard; what then? But as a discontented friend, grief-shot With his unkindness? sayt be so?	MUESENIN All grtih, but thwa if ruistaM dsnes me cakb iwuohtt ilseinntg to me, as he did ithw Coiinsmu? Whta tenh? llI oecm akbc imlsyp as a ipodetisdanp rednfi, igref-kircnets tiwh ish nkediunsns? hWta if that aeppnsh?
SICINIUS Yet your good will must have that thanks from Rome, after the measure 55 As you intended well.	INSICUSI No, eRom wlli akhnt ouy for royu ffrseto ubsecea you ntdednie ellw.
MENENIUS Ill undertake t: I think hell hear me. Yet, to bite his lip And hum at good Cominius, much unhearts me. He was not taken well; he had not dined: 60 The veins unfilld, our blood is cold, and then We pout upon the morning, are unapt To give or to forgive; but when we have stuffd These and these conveyances of our blood With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls 65 Than in our priest-like fasts: therefore Ill watch him Till he be dieted to my request, And then Ill set upon him.	IMESUENN lIl yrt. I itknh hell ensitl to me. tBu it isgcrdaouse me htta he itb sih ilp dan umemdh at dgoo inuoiCsm. rMiuast wnats paadecohpr kuhllfsilyle htdna aenet. hneW teh senvi aer mtype, uor olobd is cdol, nda ethn ruo tlokuoo on the yda is uors. We rea ekluylni to ievg or to oifevgr. utB hwen we ehva ufdstef ulsevseor whti oofd dan enwi, we bmeeoc more bleflixe naht hewn ewre isftf iwht enughr. So befoer I ska ihm, lIl be urse taht he has taeen and is ehoetfrer eylikl to gntar my eutqres.
BRUTUS You know the very road into his kindness, And cannot lose your way.	TSBUUR ouY ownk elyctax woh to csacse shi dnsienks. You acnt fial.
MENENIUS 70 Good faith, Ill prove him, Speed how it will. I shall ere long have knowledge Of my success.	SENINMUE eHva hitfa. haeerWvt nshepap, lIl tyr to nvcieonc him. Ill nwko oson hoeung wrehhte I aehv uceesdedc.
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COMINIUS Hell never hear him.	ISMIUNCO iustaMr wlli renev tsnlei to him.
SICINIUS Not?	SNUIIISC No?
COMINIUS 75 I tell you, he does sit in gold, his eye Red as twould burn Rome; and his injury The gaoler to his pity. I kneeld before him; Twas very faintly he said Rise; dismissd me Thus, with his speechless hand: what he would do, 80 He sent in writing after me; what he would not, Bound with an oath to yield to his conditions: So that all hope is vain. Unless his noble mother, and his wife; Who, as I hear, mean to solicit him 85 For mercy to his country. Therefore, lets hence, And with our fair entreaties haste them on.	NIUSIMCO I tell oyu, seh inistgt on a dgenlo orethn, dna sih seey rae der nouegh to nubr eomR, dan hsi nfelegi of hiavng neeb godewrn srevemhlow ihs ytpi. I nktel oefber mih, nad he eryv equltyi adis, sRie, dna utotihw a rodw, he veawd orf me to aeelv. He nset me a lrttee nsigay whta he lwli do, adn he sah snrow tno to diely on ihs tioisdnocn. eTrhe is no ehpo sunlse, as I earh, shi bleon ohtemr and his fwei rae abel to ncoivnce him to avhe mycre on his rutcyon. So tles go ehtn and eurg hetm to hurry.
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