Act 1 - Scene 6
Near the camp of Cominius.
Enter COMINIUS, as it were in retire, with soldiers
Breathe you, my friends: well fought;
we are come off
Like Romans, neither foolish in our stands,
in retire: believe me, sirs,
We shall be charged again. Whiles we have struck,
By interims and conveying
gusts we have heard
The charges of our friends. Ye Roman gods!
Lead their successes as we wish our
That both our powers, with smiling
May give you thankful sacrifice.
Enter a Messenger
The citizens of Corioli have issued,
And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle:
I saw our party to their
And then I came away.
Though thou speak'st truth,
Methinks thou speak'st not well.
How long is't since?
Above an hour, my lord.
'Tis not a mile; briefly we heard their drums:
How couldst thou in a mile confound an hour,
And bring thy
news so late?
Spies of the Volsces
Held me in chase, that I was forced to wheel
Three or four miles about, else had I,
Half an hour since brought my report.
That does appear as he were flay'd? O gods
He has the stamp of Marcius; and I have
time seen him thus.
[Within] Come I too late?
The shepherd knows not thunder from a tabour
More than I know the sound of Marcius' tongue
Come I too late?
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