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Coriolanus
[II, 1] |
Sicinius Velutus |
1188 |
It shall be to him then as our good wills,
A sure destruction.
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2 |
Coriolanus
[II, 3] |
Third Citizen |
1449 |
Nay, your wit will not so soon out as another man's
will;'tis strongly wedged up in a block-head, but
if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, southward.
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3 |
Coriolanus
[II, 3] |
Sicinius Velutus |
1608 |
Why, so he did, I am sure.
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4 |
Coriolanus
[III, 1] |
Coriolanus |
1901 |
No, take more:
What may be sworn by, both divine and human,
Seal what I end withal! This double worship,
Where one part does disdain with cause, the other
Insult without all reason, where gentry, title, wisdom,
Cannot conclude but by the yea and no
Of general ignorance,—it must omit
Real necessities, and give way the while
To unstable slightness: purpose so barr'd,
it follows,
Nothing is done to purpose. Therefore, beseech you,—
You that will be less fearful than discreet,
That love the fundamental part of state
More than you doubt the change on't, that prefer
A noble life before a long, and wish
To jump a body with a dangerous physic
That's sure of death without it, at once pluck out
The multitudinous tongue; let them not lick
The sweet which is their poison: your dishonour
Mangles true judgment and bereaves the state
Of that integrity which should become't,
Not having the power to do the good it would,
For the in which doth control't.
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Coriolanus
[III, 1] |
Citizens |
2079 |
He shall, sure on't.
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6 |
Coriolanus
[IV, 7] |
Tullus Aufidius |
3235 |
I understand thee well; and be thou sure,
when he shall come to his account, he knows not
What I can urge against him. Although it seems,
And so he thinks, and is no less apparent
To the vulgar eye, that he bears all things fairly.
And shows good husbandry for the Volscian state,
Fights dragon-like, and does achieve as soon
As draw his sword; yet he hath left undone
That which shall break his neck or hazard mine,
Whene'er we come to our account.
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7 |
Coriolanus
[V, 1] |
Sicinius Velutus |
3315 |
Nay, pray, be patient: if you refuse your aid
In this so never-needed help, yet do not
Upbraid's with our distress. But, sure, if you
Would be your country's pleader, your good tongue,
More than the instant army we can make,
Might stop our countryman.
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Coriolanus
[V, 3] |
Tullus Aufidius |
3494 |
Only their ends
You have respected; stopp'd your ears against
The general suit of Rome; never admitted
A private whisper, no, not with such friends
That thought them sure of you.
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