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So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before,
Το say, 2 Sen.
thou❜lt enter friendly.
Throw thy glove,
Or any token of thine honour else,
That thou wilt use the wars as thy redress,
And not as our confusion, all thy powers
Shall make their harbour in our town, till we
Then there's my glove;
Those enemies of Timon's, and mine own,
'Tis most nobly spoken. Alcib. Descend, and keep your words.
The Senators descend, and open the gates.
Enter a Soldier.
Sol. My noble general, Timon is dead;
Alcib. [Reads.] Here lies a wretched corse, of wretched soul bereft:
Seek not my name: A plague consume you wicked caitiff's left.
Here lie I Timon; who, alive, all living men did hate: Pass by, and curse thy fill; but pass, and stay not here thy gait.
These well express in thee thy latter spirits:
Though thou abhorr❜dst in us our human griefs, Scorn'dst our brain's flow, and those our droplets which
From niggard nature fall, yet rich conceit
Hereafter more.-Bring me into your city,
Make war breed peace; make peace stint war; make each
Prescribe to other, as each other's leech.
Let our drums strike.
FROM THE TEXT OF
MR. STEEVENS'S LAST EDITION.
Caius Marcius Coriolanus, a noble Roman.
}Generals against the Volscians.
Menenius Agrippa, friend to Coriolanus.
Junius Brutus,Tribunes of the People.
Young Marcius, Son to Coriolanus.
Tullus Aufidius, General of the Volscians.
Conspirators with Aufidius.
A Citizen of Antium.
Two Volscian Guards.
Volumnia, Mother to Coriolanus.
Virgilia, Wife to Coriolanus.
Valeria, friend to Virgilia.
Gentlewoman, attending Virgilia.
Roman and Volscian Senators, Patricians, Ediles, Lictors, Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, Servants to Aufidius, and other Attendants.
SCENE, partly in Rome; and partly in the Territories of the Volscians and Antiates.