Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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1. Lord. There was a yeelding; this admits no excuse.
1. Lord. cc3
1. Lord. Auf.
1. Lord. The Tragedie of Coriolanus.
Auf. Auf.
Auf. He approaches, you shall heare him.
Auf. Enter Coriolanus marching with Drumme, and Colours. The
Auf. Commoners being with him.
Corio. Corio.
Corio. Haile Lords, I am return'd your Souldier:
Corio. No more infected with my Countries loue
Corio. Then when I parted hence: but still subsisting
Corio. Vnder your great Command. You are to know,
Corio. That prosperously I haue attempted, and
Corio. With bloody passage led your Warres, euen to
Corio. The gates of Rome: Our spoiles we haue brought home
Corio. Doth more then counterpoize a full third part
Corio. The charges of the Action. We haue made peace
Corio. With no lesse Honor to the Antiates
Corio. Then shame to th'Romaines. And we heere deliuer