| “Is he not… | wounded?” A2, Menenius |
| “he has been… | bred i’th’wars” A3, Menenius |
| “he is a lion… | that I am proud to hunt” A1, Corio |
| “shields before your hearts… | and fight with hearts more proof than shields” A1, Corio |
| “I’ll take him for a Volsce,… | and he shall feel mine edge” A1, Corio |
| “make my wars… | on you” “down with them!” A1, Corio |
| “Come I… | too late?” A1, Corio |
| “If any think… | brave death outweighs bad life” A1, Corio |
| “A bribe… | to pay my sword” A1, Corio |
| “Wrath o’erwhelmed… | my pity” A1, corio |
| “no, I’ll die… | here” A3, Corio |
| “If he slay me, he does fair justice… | if he give me way, I’ll do his country service” A4, Corio |
| “present my… | throat to thee” A4, Corio |
| “thing of blood” “mortal gate… | of the city” A2, Cominius |
| “struck Corioli… | like a planet” A2, Cominius |
| “never stood to… | ease his breast with panting” A2, Cominius |
| “Our spoils he… | kick’d at” A2, Cominius |
| “One fire drives out… | one fair; one nail, one nail” A4, Aufidius |
| “Rome is thine,… | thou art poor’st of all; then shortly art thou mine” A4, Aufidius |
| “he sold the blood… | and labour of our great action” A5, Aufidius |
| “I’ll renew me… | in his fall” A5, Aufidius |
| “the traitor” “dost thou think I’ll… | grace thee with that robbery?” |
| “thou boy… | of tears” “insolent villain” A5, Aufidius |
| “I had rather had eleven… | die nobly for their country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action” A1, Volumnia |
| “Oh, he is wounded,… | I thank the Gods for’t” A2, Volumnia |
| “there will be… | large cicatrices to show the people” A2, Volumnia |
| “foolhardiness!… | not I” A1, soldiers |
| “slain, sir,… | doubtless” A1, soldiers |
| “enter certain Romans,… | with spoils” A4, Soldiers |
| “how often he… | had met you sword to sword” A3, Lartius |
| “he hated… | your person most” A3, Lartius |
| “greater soldier… | than he your wot on” servingmen/citizens, A4 |
| “let me have war, say I; | it exceeds peace” servingmen/citizens, A4 |
| “peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy;… | mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible” servingmen/citizens, A4 |
| “you have pushed out… | your gates the very defender of them” A5, Volsces |
| “prepare for… | your execution” A5, volsces |
Coriolanus: Warfare
July 19, 2019