No, nor a man that fears you less than he,
That's lesser than a little.
Drums afar off
Hark! our drums
Are bringing forth our youth. We'll break our walls,
Rather than they shall pound us
up: our gates,
Which yet seem shut, we, have but pinn'd with rushes;
They'll open of themselves.
Alarum afar off
Hark you. far off!
There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes
Amongst your cloven army.
O, they are at it!
Their noise be our instruction. Ladders, ho!
Enter the army of the Volsces
They fear us not, but issue forth their city.
Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight
more proof than shields. Advance,
They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts,
makes me sweat with wrath. Come on, my fellows:
He that retires I'll take him for a Volsce,
And he shall
feel mine edge.
Alarum. The Romans are beat back to their trenches. Re-enter MARCIUS cursing
All the contagion of the south light on you,
You shames of Rome! you herd ofBoils and plagues
you o'er, that you may be abhorr'd
Further than seen and one infect another
Against the wind a mile! You
souls of geese,
That bear the shapes of men, how have you run
From slaves that apes would beat! Pluto
All hurt behind; backs red, and faces pale
With flight and agued fear! Mend and charge home,
by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the foe
And make my wars on you: look to't: come on;
If you'll stand fast,
we'll beat them to their wives,
As they us to our trenches followed.
Another alarum. The Volsces fly, and MARCIUS follows them to the gates
So, now the gates are ope: now prove good seconds:
'Tis for the followers fortune widens them,
the fliers: mark me, and do the like.
Enters the gates
Fool-hardiness; not I.
MARCIUS is shut in
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