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Caius Marcius Coriolanus , a noble Roman , hated by the common People . Titus
Lartius , ? Generals against the Volscians , and Cominius , Friends to Coriolanus
. Menenius Agrippa , Friend to Coriolanus . Sicinius Velutus , Tribunes of the ...
Caius Marcius Coriolanus , a noble Roman , hated by the common People . Titus
Lartius , ? Generals against the Volscians , and Cominius , Friends to Coriolanus
. Menenius Agrippa , Friend to Coriolanus . Sicinius Velutus , Tribunes of the ...
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Enter Cominius the General , and Titus Lartius ; between them Coriolanus ,
crown'd with an ouken garland , with Captains and Soldiers , and a Herald . Her .
Know , Rome , that all alone Marcius did fight Within Corioli gates , where he hath
...
Enter Cominius the General , and Titus Lartius ; between them Coriolanus ,
crown'd with an ouken garland , with Captains and Soldiers , and a Herald . Her .
Know , Rome , that all alone Marcius did fight Within Corioli gates , where he hath
...
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Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected William Shakespeare Mr.
Theobald (Lewis). He had rather venture all his limbs for honour , Than one of ' s
ears to hear't . Proceed , Cominius . Com . I shall lack voice : the deeds of
Coriolanus ...
Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected William Shakespeare Mr.
Theobald (Lewis). He had rather venture all his limbs for honour , Than one of ' s
ears to hear't . Proceed , Cominius . Com . I shall lack voice : the deeds of
Coriolanus ...
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Call Coriolanus . Of : He doth appear . Enter Coriolanus . Men . The senate ,
Coriolanus , are well pleas'd To make thee Consul . Cor . I do owe them ftill My
life , and services . Men . It then remains That you do speak to th ' people . Cor .
Call Coriolanus . Of : He doth appear . Enter Coriolanus . Men . The senate ,
Coriolanus , are well pleas'd To make thee Consul . Cor . I do owe them ftill My
life , and services . Men . It then remains That you do speak to th ' people . Cor .
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For the nobles receive so to heart the banishment of that worthy Coriolanus , that
they are in a ripe aptness to take all power from ihe people , and to pluck ' from
them their tribunes for ever . This lies glowing , I can tell you ! and is almost ...
For the nobles receive so to heart the banishment of that worthy Coriolanus , that
they are in a ripe aptness to take all power from ihe people , and to pluck ' from
them their tribunes for ever . This lies glowing , I can tell you ! and is almost ...
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