• Corioli. A street.
    Enter certain Romans, with spoils

    FIRST ROMAN

    This will I carry to Rome.

    SECOND ROMAN

    And I this.

    THIRD ROMAN

    A murrain on’t! I took this for silver.
    Alarum continues still afar off
    Enter MARTIUS and TITUS LARTIUS with a trumpet

    MARTIUS

    See here these movers that do prize their hours
    5At a crack’d drachm! Cushions, leaden spoons,
    Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would
    Bury with those that wore them, these base slaves,
    Ere yet the fight be done, pack up: down with them!
    And hark, what noise the general makes! To him!
    10There is the man of my soul’s hate, Aufidius,
    Piercing our Romans: then, valiant Titus, take
    Convenient numbers to make good the city;
    Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will haste
    To help Cominius.

    LARTIUS

    15Worthy sir, thou bleed’st;
    Thy exercise hath been too violent for
    A second course of fight.

    MARTIUS

    Sir, praise me not;
    My work hath yet not warm’d me: fare you well:
    20The blood I drop is rather physical
    Than dangerous to me: to Aufidius thus
    I will appear, and fight.
  • A street in Corioles.
    Some Romans enter with spoils of war.

    FIRST ROMAN

    I’ll bring this back to Rome.

    SECOND ROMAN

    And I’ll bring this.

    THIRD ROMAN

    Curse it! I thought this was silver.
    Trumpets still continue far away.
    MARTIUS (bleeding) and TITUS LARTIUS enter with a trumpeter.

    MARTIUS

    Look at these scavengers who spend their time gathering worthless coins! Cushions, lead spoons, cheap swords, clothes that hangmen would bury along with whoever died wearing them. These lowly slaves are packing up before the fight is even over. They’re the worst! And listen to the noise Cominius makes! Let’s go help him! Aufidius, the one my soul hates, is driving our Roman army apart. Valiant Titus, take enough men with you to secure the city. I’ll go now with those who have the spirit and help Cominius.

    LARTIUS

    Worthy sir, you’re bleeding. Your efforts have been too violent for you to fight again now.

    MARTIUS

    Don’t flatter me. I’m not even warmed up yet. Good luck to you. Bleeding is more helpful to me than it is dangerous. I’ll find Aufidius and fight.