ACT I SCENE VIII

 Dramatis Personae 
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Act I   ACT I: SCENE VIII A field of battle. Alarum as in battle. Enter, from opposite sides, MARCIUS and AUFIDIUS MARCIUS I'll fight with none but thee; for I do hate thee Worse than a promise-breaker. AUFIDIUS We hate alike: Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot. MARCIUS Let the first budger die the other's slave, And the gods doom him after! AUFIDIUS If I fly, Marcius, Holloa me like a hare. MARCIUS Within these three hours, Tullus, Alone I fought in your Corioli walls, And made what work I pleased: 'tis not my blood Wherein thou seest me mask'd; for thy revenge Wrench up thy power to the highest. AUFIDIUS Wert thou the Hector That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny, Thou shouldst not scape me here. They fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid of AUFIDIUS. MARCIUS fights till they be driven in breathless Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me In your condemned seconds. Exeunt

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