Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Scicin. You shew too much of that,
Scicin. For which the People stirre: if you will passe
Scicin. To where you are bound, you must enquire your way,
Scicin. Which you are out of, with a gentler spirit,
Scicin. Or neuer be so Noble as a Consull,
Scicin. Nor yoake with him for Tribune.
Mene. Mene.
Mene. Let's be calme.
Com. Com.
Com. The People are abus'd: set on, this paltring
Com. Becomes not Rome: nor ha's Coriolanus
Com. Deseru'd this so dishonor'd Rub, layd falsely
Com. I'th'plaine Way of his Merit.
Corio. Corio.
Corio. Tell me of Corne: this was my speech,
Corio. And I will speak't againe.
Mene. Not now, not now.
Senat. Senat.
Senat. Not in this heat, Sir, now.