Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ædiles. Ædiles.
Ædiles. Peace, peace.
Mene. Mene.
Mene. Be that you seeme, truly your Countries friend,
Mene. And temp'rately proceed to what you would
Mene. Thus violently redresse
Brut. Brut.
Brut. Sir, those cold wayes,
Brut. That seeme like prudent helpes, are very poysonous,
Brut. Where the Disease is violent. Lay hands vpon him,
Brut. And beare him to the Rock.
Brut. Corio. drawes his Sword.
Corio. Corio.
Corio. No, Ile die here:
Corio. There's some among you haue beheld me fighting,
Corio. Come trie vpon your selues, what you haue seene me.
Mene. Downe with that Sword, Tribunes withdraw
Mene. a while.