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Act 4, Scene 5 — Antium. A hall in Aufidius’s house
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The argument Coriolanus crashes Aufidius's dinner, reveals himself, and offers his sword against Rome; Aufidius embraces him with an intensity that borders on love, and the servants gossip about what they've witnessed.
Music plays. Enter a Servingman.
FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Wine, wine, wine! What service is here? I think our fellows are asleep.

Wine, wine, wine! What service is here? I think our fellows are asleep.

Wine, wine, wine! What service is here? I think our fellows are asleep.

wine, wine, wine! what service is here? i think our fellows

[_Exit._]
Enter another Servingman.
SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Where’s Cotus? My master calls for him. Cotus!

Where’s Cotus? My master calls for him. Cotus!

Where’s Cotus? My master calls for him. Cotus!

where’s cotus? my master calls for him. cotus!

[_Exit._]
Enter Coriolanus.
CORIOLANUS ≋ verse [CORIOLANUS]

A goodly house. The feast smells well, but I

Appear not like a guest.

A goodly house. The feast smells well, but I Appear not like a guest.

A goodly house. The feast smells well, but I Appear not like a guest.

a goodly house. the feast smells well, but i appear not like

Enter the First Servingman.
FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

What would you have, friend? Whence are you? Here’s no place for you.

Pray go to the door.

What would you have, friend? Whence are you? Here’s no place for you. Pray go to the door.

What would you have, friend? Whence are you? Here’s no place for you. Pray go to the door.

what would you have, friend? whence are you? here’s no place

[_Exit._]
CORIOLANUS ≋ verse [CORIOLANUS]

I have deserved no better entertainment

In being Coriolanus.

I have deserved no better entertainment In being Coriolanus.

I have deserved no better entertainment In being Coriolanus.

i have deserved no better entertainment in being coriolanus.

Why it matters The first use of his name in the scene — and it's to explain why he doesn't belong. The man who was banished for being too proud to court the plebs now accepts a servant's contempt as his due.
Enter Second Servingman.
SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Whence are you, sir?—Has the porter his eyes in his head, that he gives

entrance to such companions?—Pray, get you out.

Whence are you, sir?—Has the porter his eyes in his head, that he gives entrance to such companions?—Pray, get you out.

Whence are you, sir?—Has the porter his eyes in his head, that he gives entrance to such companions?—Pray, get you out.

whence are you, sir?—has the porter his eyes in his head, th

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

Away!

Away!

Away!

away!

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Away? Get you away.

Away? Get you away.

Away? Get you away.

away? get you away.

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

Now th’ art troublesome.

Now th’ art troublesome.

Now th’ art troublesome.

now th’ art troublesome.

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Are you so brave? I’ll have you talked with anon.

Are you so brave? I’ll have you talked with anon.

Are you so brave? I’ll have you talked with anon.

are you so brave? i’ll have you talked with anon.

Enter Third Servingman; the First, entering, meets him.
THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

What fellow’s this?

What fellow’s this?

What fellow’s this?

what fellow’s this?

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

A strange one as ever I looked on. I cannot get him out o’ th’ house.

Prithee call my master to him.

A strange one as ever I looked on. I cannot get him out o’ th’ house. Prithee call my master to him.

A strange one as ever I looked on. I cannot get him out o’ th’ house. Prithee call my master to him.

a strange one as ever i looked on. i cannot get him out o’ t

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

What have you to do here, fellow? Pray you, avoid the house.

What have you to do here, fellow? Pray you, avoid the house.

What have you to do here, fellow? Pray you, avoid the house.

what have you to do here, fellow? pray you, avoid the house.

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

Let me but stand. I will not hurt your hearth.

Let me but stand. I will not hurt your hearth.

Let me but stand. I will not hurt your hearth.

let me but stand. i will not hurt your hearth.

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

What are you?

What are you?

What are you?

what are you?

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

A gentleman.

A gentleman.

A gentleman.

a gentleman.

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

A marv’llous poor one.

A marv’llous poor one.

A marv’llous poor one.

a marv’llous poor one.

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

True, so I am.

True, so I am.

True, so I am.

true, so i am.

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Pray you, poor gentleman, take up some other station. Here’s no place

for you. Pray you, avoid. Come.

Pray you, poor gentleman, take up some other station. Here’s no place for you. Pray you, avoid. Come.

Pray you, poor gentleman, take up some other station. Here’s no place for you. Pray you, avoid. Come.

pray you, poor gentleman, take up some other station. here’s

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

Follow your function, go, and batten on cold bits.

Follow your function, go, and batten on cold bits.

Follow your function, go, and batten on cold bits.

follow your function, go, and batten on cold bits.

[_Pushes him away from him_.]
THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

What, you will not?—Prithee, tell my master what a strange guest he has

here.

What, you will not?—Prithee, tell my master what a strange guest he has here.

What, you will not?—Prithee, tell my master what a strange guest he has here.

what, you will not?—prithee, tell my master what a strange g

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

And I shall.

And I shall.

And I shall.

and i shall.

[_Exit._]
THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Where dwell’st thou?

Where dwell’st thou?

Where dwell’st thou?

where dwell’st thou?

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

Under the canopy.

Under the canopy.

Under the canopy.

under the canopy.

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Under the canopy?

Under the canopy?

Under the canopy?

under the canopy?

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

Ay.

Ay.

Ay.

ay.

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Where’s that?

Where’s that?

Where’s that?

where’s that?

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

I’ th’ city of kites and crows.

I’ th’ city of kites and crows.

I’ th’ city of kites and crows.

i’ th’ city of kites and crows.

"I' th' city of kites and crows" A beautiful, bleak answer — exile has made him a wanderer among scavengers. Kites and crows were carrion birds, associated with battlefields and the dispossessed.
THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

I’ th’ city of kites and crows? What an ass it is! Then thou dwell’st

with daws too?

I’ th’ city of kites and crows? What an ass it is! Then thou dwell’st with daws too?

I’ th’ city of kites and crows? What an ass it is! Then thou dwell’st with daws too?

i’ th’ city of kites and crows? what an ass it is! then thou

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

No, I serve not thy master.

No, I serve not thy master.

No, I serve not thy master.

no, i serve not thy master.

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

How, sir? Do you meddle with my master?

How, sir? Do you meddle with my master?

How, sir? Do you meddle with my master?

how, sir? do you meddle with my master?

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

Ay, ’tis an honester service than to meddle with thy mistress. Thou

prat’st and prat’st. Serve with thy trencher, hence!

Ay, ’tis an honester service than to meddle with thy mistress. Thou prat’st and prat’st. Serve with thy trencher, hence!

Ay, ’tis an honester service than to meddle with thy mistress. Thou prat’st and prat’st. Serve with thy trencher, hence!

ay, ’tis an honester service than to meddle with thy mistres

[_Beats him away_.]
[_Exit Third Servingman._]
Enter Aufidius with the Second Servingman.
First appearance
AUFIDIUS

Aufidius speaks with an intensity that collapses the boundary between warrior rivalry and something closer to love — watch for how his admiration for Coriolanus is always entangled with his need to destroy him, even in this moment of embrace.

AUFIDIUS [AUFIDIUS]

Where is this fellow?

Where is this fellow?

Where is this fellow?

where is this fellow?

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Here, sir. I’d have beaten him like a dog, but for disturbing the lords

within.

Here, sir. I’d have beaten him like a dog, but for disturbing the lords within.

Here, sir. I’d have beaten him like a dog, but for disturbing the lords within.

here, sir. i’d have beaten him like a dog, but for disturbin

AUFIDIUS ≋ verse [AUFIDIUS]

Whence com’st thou? What wouldst thou?

Thy name? Why speak’st not? Speak, man. What’s thy name?

Whence com’st thou? What wouldst thou? Thy name? Why speak’st not? Speak, man. What’s thy name?

Whence com’st thou? What wouldst thou? Thy name? Why speak’st not? Speak, man. What’s thy name?

whence com’st thou? what wouldst thou? thy name? why speak’s

[_Removing his muffler_.] If, Tullus,
CORIOLANUS ≋ verse [CORIOLANUS]

Not yet thou know’st me, and, seeing me, dost not

Think me for the man I am, necessity

Commands me name myself.

Not yet thou know’st me, and, seeing me, dost not Think me for the man I am, necessity Commands me name myself.

Not yet thou know’st me, and, seeing me, dost not Think me for the man I am, necessity Commands me name myself.

not yet thou know’st me, and, seeing me, dost not think me f

AUFIDIUS [AUFIDIUS]

What is thy name?

What is thy name?

What is thy name?

what is thy name?

CORIOLANUS ≋ verse [CORIOLANUS]

A name unmusical to the Volscians’ ears

And harsh in sound to thine.

A name unmusical to the Volscians’ ears And harsh in sound to thine.

A name unmusical to the Volscians’ ears And harsh in sound to thine.

a name unmusical to the volscians’ ears and harsh in sound t

AUFIDIUS ≋ verse [AUFIDIUS]

Say, what’s thy name?

Thou has a grim appearance, and thy face

Bears a command in’t. Though thy tackle’s torn,

Thou show’st a noble vessel. What’s thy name?

Say, what’s thy name? Thou has a grim appearance, and thy face Bears a command in’t. Though thy tackle’s torn, Thou show’st a noble vessel. What’s thy name?

Say, what’s thy name? Thou has a grim appearance, and thy face Bears a command in’t. Though thy tackle’s torn, Thou show’st a noble vessel. What’s thy name?

say, what’s thy name? thou has a grim appearance, and thy fa

CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

Prepare thy brow to frown. Know’st thou me yet?

Prepare thy brow to frown. Know’st thou me yet?

Prepare thy brow to frown. Know’st thou me yet?

prepare thy brow to frown. know’st thou me yet?

AUFIDIUS [AUFIDIUS]

I know thee not. Thy name?

I know thee not. Thy name?

I know thee not. Thy name?

i know thee not. thy name?

CORIOLANUS ≋ verse [CORIOLANUS]

My name is Caius Martius, who hath done

To thee particularly and to all the Volsces

Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may

My surname Coriolanus. The painful service,

The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood

Shed for my thankless country are requited

But with that surname, a good memory

And witness of the malice and displeasure

Which thou shouldst bear me. Only that name remains.

The cruelty and envy of the people,

Permitted by our dastard nobles, who

Have all forsook me, hath devoured the rest,

And suffered me by th’ voice of slaves to be

Whooped out of Rome. Now this extremity

Hath brought me to thy hearth, not out of hope—

Mistake me not—to save my life; for if

I had feared death, of all the men i’ th’ world

I would have ’voided thee, but in mere spite,

To be full quit of those my banishers,

Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast

A heart of wreak in thee, that wilt revenge

Thine own particular wrongs and stop those maims

Of shame seen through thy country, speed thee straight

And make my misery serve thy turn. So use it

That my revengeful services may prove

As benefits to thee, for I will fight

Against my cankered country with the spleen

Of all the under fiends. But if so be

Thou dar’st not this, and that to prove more fortunes

Thou ’rt tired, then, in a word, I also am

Longer to live most weary, and present

My throat to thee and to thy ancient malice,

Which not to cut would show thee but a fool,

Since I have ever followed thee with hate,

Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country’s breast,

And cannot live but to thy shame, unless

It be to do thee service.

My name is Caius Martius, who hath done To thee particularly and to all the Volsces Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may My surname Coriolanus. The painful service, The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood Shed for my thankless country are requited But with that surname, a good memory And witness of the malice and displeasure Which thou shouldst bear me. Only that name remains. The cruelty and envy of the people, Permitted by our dastard nobles, who Have all forsook me, hath devoured the rest, And suffered me by th’ voice of slaves to be Whooped out of Rome. Now this extremity Hath brought me to thy hearth, not out of hope— Mistake me not—to save my life; for if I had feared death, of all the men i’ th’ world I would have ’voided thee, but in mere spite, To be full quit of those my banishers, Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast A heart of wreak in thee, that wilt revenge Thine own particular wrongs and stop those maims Of shame seen through thy country, speed thee straight And make my misery serve thy turn. So use it That my revengeful services may prove As benefits to thee, for I will fight Against my cankered country with the spleen Of all the under fiends. But if so be Thou dar’st not this, and that to prove more fortunes Thou ’rt tired, then, in a word, I also am Longer to live most weary, and present My throat to thee and to thy ancient malice, Which not to cut would show thee but a fool, Since I have ever followed thee with hate, Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country’s breast, And cannot live but to thy shame, unless It be to do thee service.

My name is Caius Martius, who hath done To thee particularly and to all the Volsces Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may My surname Coriolanus. The painful service, The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood Shed for my thankless country are requited But with that surname, a good memory And witness of the malice and displeasure Which thou shouldst bear me. Only that name remains. The cruelty and envy of the people, Permitted by our dastard nobles, who Have all forsook me, hath devoured the rest, And suffered me by th’ voice of slaves to be Whooped out of Rome. Now this extremity Hath brought me to thy hearth, not out of hope— Mistake me not—to save my life; for if I had feared death, of all the men i’ th’ world I would have ’voided thee, but in mere spite, To be full quit of those my banishers, Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast A heart of wreak in thee, that wilt revenge Thine own particular wrongs and stop those maims Of shame seen through thy country, speed thee straight And make my misery serve thy turn. So use it That my revengeful services may prove As benefits to thee, for I will fight Against my cankered country with the spleen Of all the under fiends. But if so be Thou dar’st not this, and that to prove more fortunes Thou ’rt tired, then, in a word, I also am Longer to live most weary, and present My throat to thee and to thy ancient malice, Which not to cut would show thee but a fool, Since I have ever followed thee with hate, Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country’s breast, And cannot live but to thy shame, unless It be to do thee service.

my name is caius martius, who hath done to thee particularly

"suffered me by th' voice of slaves to be / Whooped out of Rome" The ultimate humiliation for Coriolanus: Rome's greatest soldier was expelled by popular vote — the 'voice of slaves,' in his contemptuous framing. He cannot say it without the wound reopening.
Why it matters This is Coriolanus's offer of his whole self — past, present, and life — to his mortal enemy. It is the most startling act in the play, and Shakespeare gives it a speech of absolute clarity: here is who I am, here is what I've done, here is what I'm offering, here is the alternative. Kill me or use me.
AUFIDIUS ≋ verse [AUFIDIUS]

O Martius, Martius,

Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my heart

A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter

Should from yond cloud speak divine things

And say ’tis true, I’d not believe them more

Than thee, all-noble Martius. Let me twine

Mine arms about that body, whereagainst

My grained ash an hundred times hath broke

And scarred the moon with splinters. Here I clip

The anvil of my sword and do contest

As hotly and as nobly with thy love

As ever in ambitious strength I did

Contend against thy valour. Know thou first,

I loved the maid I married; never man

Sighed truer breath. But that I see thee here,

Thou noble thing, more dances my rapt heart

Than when I first my wedded mistress saw

Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars, I tell thee

We have a power on foot, and I had purpose

Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn

Or lose mine arm for’t. Thou hast beat me out

Twelve several times, and I have nightly since

Dreamt of encounters ’twixt thyself and me;

We have been down together in my sleep,

Unbuckling helms, fisting each other’s throat,

And waked half dead with nothing. Worthy Martius,

Had we no other quarrel else to Rome but that

Thou art thence banished, we would muster all

From twelve to seventy and, pouring war

Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome,

Like a bold flood o’erbear ’t. O, come, go in,

And take our friendly senators by th’ hands,

Who now are here, taking their leaves of me,

Who am prepared against your territories,

Though not for Rome itself.

O Martius, Martius, Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my heart A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter Should from yond cloud speak divine things And say ’tis true, I’d not believe them more Than thee, all-noble Martius. Let me twine Mine arms about that body, whereagainst My grained ash an hundred times hath broke And scarred the moon with splinters. Here I clip The anvil of my sword and do contest As hotly and as nobly with thy love As ever in ambitious strength I did Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, I loved the maid I married; never man Sighed truer breath. But that I see thee here, Thou noble thing, more dances my rapt heart Than when I first my wedded mistress saw Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars, I tell thee We have a power on foot, and I had purpose Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn Or lose mine arm for’t. Thou hast beat me out Twelve several times, and I have nightly since Dreamt of encounters ’twixt thyself and me; We have been down together in my sleep, Unbuckling helms, fisting each other’s throat, And waked half dead with nothing. Worthy Martius, Had we no other quarrel else to Rome but that Thou art thence banished, we would muster all From twelve to seventy and, pouring war Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome, Like a bold flood o’erbear ’t. O, come, go in, And take our friendly senators by th’ hands, Who now are here, taking their leaves of me, Who am prepared against your territories, Though not for Rome itself.

O Martius, Martius, Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my heart A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter Should from yond cloud speak divine things And say ’tis true, I’d not believe them more Than thee, all-noble Martius. Let me twine Mine arms about that body, whereagainst My grained ash an hundred times hath broke And scarred the moon with splinters. Here I clip The anvil of my sword and do contest As hotly and as nobly with thy love As ever in ambitious strength I did Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, I loved the maid I married; never man Sighed truer breath. But that I see thee here, Thou noble thing, more dances my rapt heart Than when I first my wedded mistress saw Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars, I tell thee We have a power on foot, and I had purpose Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn Or lose mine arm for’t. Thou hast beat me out Twelve several times, and I have nightly since Dreamt of encounters ’twixt thyself and me; We have been down together in my sleep, Unbuckling helms, fisting each other’s throat, And waked half dead with nothing. Worthy Martius, Had we no other quarrel else to Rome but that Thou art thence banished, we would muster all From twelve to seventy and, pouring war Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome, Like a bold flood o’erbear ’t. O, come, go in, And take our friendly senators by th’ hands, Who now are here, taking their leaves of me, Who am prepared against your territories, Though not for Rome itself.

o martius, martius, each word thou hast spoke hath weeded fr

"more dances my rapt heart / Than when I first my wedded mistress saw / Bestride my threshold" One of Shakespeare's most startling lines: Aufidius explicitly says that encountering Coriolanus makes his heart leap more than seeing his wife on their wedding night. The intensity of their warrior-rivalry has become something that displaces even marriage. Shakespeare offers no comfortable label for what this is.
"Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's throat, / And waked half dead with nothing" Aufidius has been dreaming in intense physical detail of fighting Coriolanus — gripping, unbuckling, strangling. He wakes 'half dead from nothing' because it was only a dream, and the frustration of that is almost worse than losing the fight.
Why it matters Aufidius's speech is the emotional and thematic twin of Coriolanus's offer — it matches violence for violence, intimacy for intimacy. The rivalry between these two men has the intensity of an obsession that has been waiting its whole life to become something else.
🎭 Dramatic irony Aufidius embraces Coriolanus as his greatest love — but in the very next private scene (4-7) he reveals he is already planning to use Coriolanus's nature against him the moment the campaign ends.
CORIOLANUS [CORIOLANUS]

You bless me, gods!

You bless me, gods!

You bless me, gods!

you bless me, gods!

AUFIDIUS ≋ verse [AUFIDIUS]

Therefore, most absolute sir, if thou wilt have

The leading of thine own revenges, take

Th’ one half of my commission and set down—

As best thou art experienced, since thou know’st

Thy country’s strength and weakness—thine own ways,

Whether to knock against the gates of Rome,

Or rudely visit them in parts remote

To fright them ere destroy. But come in.

Let me commend thee first to those that shall

Say yea to thy desires. A thousand welcomes!

And more a friend than e’er an enemy—

Yet, Martius, that was much. Your hand. Most welcome!

Therefore, most absolute sir, if thou wilt have The leading of thine own revenges, take Th’ one half of my commission and set down— As best thou art experienced, since thou know’st Thy country’s strength and weakness—thine own ways, Whether to knock against the gates of Rome, Or rudely visit them in parts remote To fright them ere destroy. But come in. Let me commend thee first to those that shall Say yea to thy desires. A thousand welcomes! And more a friend than e’er an enemy— Yet, Martius, that was much. Your hand. Most welcome!

Therefore, most absolute sir, if thou wilt have The leading of thine own revenges, take Th’ one half of my commission and set down— As best thou art experienced, since thou know’st Thy country’s strength and weakness—thine own ways, Whether to knock against the gates of Rome, Or rudely visit them in parts remote To fright them ere destroy. But come in. Let me commend thee first to those that shall Say yea to thy desires. A thousand welcomes! And more a friend than e’er an enemy— Yet, Martius, that was much. Your hand. Most welcome!

therefore, most absolute sir, if thou wilt have the leading

[_Exeunt Coriolanus and Aufidius._]
Two of the Servingmen come forward.
FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Here’s a strange alteration!

Here’s a strange alteration!

Here’s a strange alteration!

here’s a strange alteration!

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with a cudgel, and yet

my mind gave me his clothes made a false report of him.

By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with a cudgel, and yet my mind gave me his clothes made a false report of him.

By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with a cudgel, and yet my mind gave me his clothes made a false report of him.

by my hand, i had thought to have strucken him with a cudgel

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

What an arm he has! He turned me about with his finger and his thumb as

one would set up a top.

What an arm he has! He turned me about with his finger and his thumb as one would set up a top.

What an arm he has! He turned me about with his finger and his thumb as one would set up a top.

what an arm he has! he turned me about with his finger and h

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Nay, I knew by his face that there was something in him. He had, sir, a

kind of face, methought—I cannot tell how to term it.

Nay, I knew by his face that there was something in him. He had, sir, a kind of face, methought—I cannot tell how to term it.

Nay, I knew by his face that there was something in him. He had, sir, a kind of face, methought—I cannot tell how to term it.

nay, i knew by his face that there was something in him. he

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

He had so, looking as it were—Would I were hanged, but I thought there

was more in him than I could think.

He had so, looking as it were—Would I were hanged, but I thought there was more in him than I could think.

He had so, looking as it were—Would I were hanged, but I thought there was more in him than I could think.

he had so, looking as it were—would i were hanged, but i tho

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

So did I, I’ll be sworn. He is simply the rarest man i’ th’ world.

So did I, I’ll be sworn. He is simply the rarest man i’ th’ world.

So did I, I’ll be sworn. He is simply the rarest man i’ th’ world.

so did i, i’ll be sworn. he is simply the rarest man i’ th’

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

I think he is. But a greater soldier than he you wot one.

I think he is. But a greater soldier than he you wot one.

I think he is. But a greater soldier than he you wot one.

i think he is. but a greater soldier than he you wot one.

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Who, my master?

Who, my master?

Who, my master?

who, my master?

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Nay, it’s no matter for that.

Nay, it’s no matter for that.

Nay, it’s no matter for that.

nay, it’s no matter for that.

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Worth six on him.

Worth six on him.

Worth six on him.

worth six on him.

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Nay, not so neither. But I take him to be the greater soldier.

Nay, not so neither. But I take him to be the greater soldier.

Nay, not so neither. But I take him to be the greater soldier.

nay, not so neither. but i take him to be the greater soldie

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that. For the defence of a

town our general is excellent.

Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that. For the defence of a town our general is excellent.

Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that. For the defence of a town our general is excellent.

faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that. for the de

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Ay, and for an assault too.

Ay, and for an assault too.

Ay, and for an assault too.

ay, and for an assault too.

Enter the Third Servingman.
THIRD SERVINGMAN ≋ verse [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

O slaves, I can tell you news, news, you rascals!

FIRST and SECOND SERVINGMAN.

What, what, what? Let’s partake.

O slaves, I can tell you news, news, you rascals! FIRST and SECOND SERVINGMAN. What, what, what? Let’s partake.

O slaves, I can tell you news, news, you rascals! FIRST and SECOND SERVINGMAN. What, what, what? Let’s partake.

o slaves, i can tell you news, news, you rascals! first and

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

I would not be a Roman, of all nations; I had as lief be a condemned

man.

FIRST and SECOND SERVINGMAN.

Wherefore? Wherefore?

I would not be a Roman, of all nations; I had as lief be a condemned man. FIRST and SECOND SERVINGMAN. Wherefore? Wherefore?

I would not be a Roman, of all nations; I had as lief be a condemned man. FIRST and SECOND SERVINGMAN. Wherefore? Wherefore?

i would not be a roman, of all nations; i had as lief be a c

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Why, here’s he that was wont to thwack our general, Caius Martius.

Why, here’s he that was wont to thwack our general, Caius Martius.

Why, here’s he that was wont to thwack our general, Caius Martius.

why, here’s he that was wont to thwack our general, caius ma

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Why do you say, “thwack our general”?

Why do you say, “thwack our general”?

Why do you say, “thwack our general”?

why do you say, “thwack our general”?

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

I do not say “thwack our general,” but he was always good enough for

him.

I do not say “thwack our general,” but he was always good enough for him.

I do not say “thwack our general,” but he was always good enough for him.

i do not say “thwack our general,” but he was always good en

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Come, we are fellows and friends. He was ever too hard for him; I have

heard him say so himself.

Come, we are fellows and friends. He was ever too hard for him; I have heard him say so himself.

Come, we are fellows and friends. He was ever too hard for him; I have heard him say so himself.

come, we are fellows and friends. he was ever too hard for h

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth on’t, before

Corioles; he scotched him and notched him like a carbonado.

He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth on’t, before Corioles; he scotched him and notched him like a carbonado.

He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth on’t, before Corioles; he scotched him and notched him like a carbonado.

he was too hard for him directly, to say the troth on’t, bef

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

An he had been cannibally given, he might have boiled and eaten him

too.

An he had been cannibally given, he might have boiled and eaten him too.

An he had been cannibally given, he might have boiled and eaten him too.

an he had been cannibally given, he might have boiled and ea

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

But, more of thy news?

But, more of thy news?

But, more of thy news?

but, more of thy news?

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Why, he is so made on here within as if he were son and heir to Mars;

set at upper end o’ th’ table; no question asked him by any of the

senators but they stand bald before him. Our general himself makes a

mistress of him, sanctifies himself with’s hand, and turns up the white

o’ th’ eye to his discourse. But the bottom of the news is, our general

is cut i’ th’ middle and but one half of what he was yesterday, for the

other has half, by the entreaty and grant of the whole table. He’ll go,

he says, and sowl the porter of Rome gates by th’ ears. He will mow all

down before him and leave his passage polled.

Why, he is so made on here within as if he were son and heir to Mars; set at upper end o’ th’ table; no question asked him by any of the senators but they stand bald before him. Our general himself makes a mistress of him, sanctifies himself with’s hand, and turns up the white o’ th’ eye to his discourse. But the bottom of the news is, our general is cut i’ th’ middle and but one half of what he was yesterday, for the other has half, by the entreaty and grant of the whole table. He’ll go, he says, and sowl the porter of Rome gates by th’ ears. He will mow all down before him and leave his passage polled.

Why, he is so made on here within as if he were son and heir to Mars; set at upper end o’ th’ table; no question asked him by any of the senators but they stand bald before him. Our general himself makes a mistress of him, sanctifies himself with’s hand, and turns up the white o’ th’ eye to his discourse. But the bottom of the news is, our general is cut i’ th’ middle and but one half of what he was yesterday, for the other has half, by the entreaty and grant of the whole table. He’ll go, he says, and sowl the porter of Rome gates by th’ ears. He will mow all down before him and leave his passage polled.

why, he is so made on here within as if he were son and heir

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

And he’s as like to do’t as any man I can imagine.

And he’s as like to do’t as any man I can imagine.

And he’s as like to do’t as any man I can imagine.

and he’s as like to do’t as any man i can imagine.

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Do’t? He will do’t! For look you, sir, he has as many friends as

enemies, which friends, sir, as it were, durst not, look you, sir, show

themselves, as we term it, his friends whilest he’s in directitude.

Do’t? He will do’t! For look you, sir, he has as many friends as enemies, which friends, sir, as it were, durst not, look you, sir, show themselves, as we term it, his friends whilest he’s in directitude.

Do’t? He will do’t! For look you, sir, he has as many friends as enemies, which friends, sir, as it were, durst not, look you, sir, show themselves, as we term it, his friends whilest he’s in directitude.

do’t? he will do’t! for look you, sir, he has as many friend

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Directitude? What’s that?

Directitude? What’s that?

Directitude? What’s that?

directitude? what’s that?

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

But when they shall see, sir, his crest up again, and the man in blood,

they will out of their burrows like coneys after rain, and revel all

with him.

But when they shall see, sir, his crest up again, and the man in blood, they will out of their burrows like coneys after rain, and revel all with him.

But when they shall see, sir, his crest up again, and the man in blood, they will out of their burrows like coneys after rain, and revel all with him.

but when they shall see, sir, his crest up again, and the ma

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

But when goes this forward?

But when goes this forward?

But when goes this forward?

but when goes this forward?

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Tomorrow, today, presently. You shall have the drum struck up this

afternoon. ’Tis as it were parcel of their feast, and to be executed

ere they wipe their lips.

Tomorrow, today, presently. You shall have the drum struck up this afternoon. ’Tis as it were parcel of their feast, and to be executed ere they wipe their lips.

Tomorrow, today, presently. You shall have the drum struck up this afternoon. ’Tis as it were parcel of their feast, and to be executed ere they wipe their lips.

tomorrow, today, presently. you shall have the drum struck u

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

Why then, we shall have a stirring world again. This peace is nothing

but to rust iron, increase tailors, and breed ballad-makers.

Why then, we shall have a stirring world again. This peace is nothing but to rust iron, increase tailors, and breed ballad-makers.

Why then, we shall have a stirring world again. This peace is nothing but to rust iron, increase tailors, and breed ballad-makers.

why then, we shall have a stirring world again. this peace i

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Let me have war, say I. It exceeds peace as far as day does night. It’s

sprightly walking, audible, and full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy,

lethargy; mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more bastard

children than war’s a destroyer of men.

Let me have war, say I. It exceeds peace as far as day does night. It’s sprightly walking, audible, and full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy; mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more bastard children than war’s a destroyer of men.

Let me have war, say I. It exceeds peace as far as day does night. It’s sprightly walking, audible, and full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy; mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more bastard children than war’s a destroyer of men.

let me have war, say i. it exceeds peace as far as day does

SECOND SERVINGMAN [SECOND SERVINGMAN]

’Tis so, and as war in some sort, may be said to be a ravisher, so it

cannot be denied but peace is a great maker of cuckolds.

’Tis so, and as war in some sort, may be said to be a ravisher, so it cannot be denied but peace is a great maker of cuckolds.

’Tis so, and as war in some sort, may be said to be a ravisher, so it cannot be denied but peace is a great maker of cuckolds.

’tis so, and as war in some sort, may be said to be a ravish

FIRST SERVINGMAN [FIRST SERVINGMAN]

Ay, and it makes men hate one another.

Ay, and it makes men hate one another.

Ay, and it makes men hate one another.

ay, and it makes men hate one another.

THIRD SERVINGMAN [THIRD SERVINGMAN]

Reason: because they then less need one another. The wars for my money!

I hope to see Romans as cheap as Volscians. They are rising; they are

rising.

Reason: because they then less need one another. The wars for my money! I hope to see Romans as cheap as Volscians. They are rising; they are rising.

Reason: because they then less need one another. The wars for my money! I hope to see Romans as cheap as Volscians. They are rising; they are rising.

reason: because they then less need one another. the wars fo

ALL [ALL]

In, in, in, in!

In, in, in, in!

In, in, in, in!

in, in, in, in!

[_Exeunt._]

The Reckoning

The most extraordinary encounter in the play — two warriors who have tried to kill each other a dozen times, meeting now in Aufidius's hall, and something almost incandescent happening between them. Aufidius's speech ('more dances my rapt heart than when I first my wedded mistress saw') is one of Shakespeare's most startling lines. Then the scene deflates, brilliantly, into the servants debating who could beat whom, and concluding that war is better than peace. The whole arc of the scene — from the sublime to the bathetic and back — is Shakespeare at full power.

If this happened today…

Imagine the greatest NFL linebacker of his generation showing up, unannounced, at a rival team's facility in civilian clothes. The security staff tries to throw him out. He refuses to leave. Eventually their head coach appears. The linebacker says: your team is ready, I have nothing left to offer my old team, and I'd like to play against them with you. The coach embraces him. The equipment staff, watching from the doorway, spends the rest of the night arguing about who's actually better, settling on: war is always more exciting than peace.

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