Reading The Tragedie of Coriolanus — William Shakespeare

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If I should tell thee o're this thy dayes Worke,

Thou't not beleeue thy deeds: but Ile report it,

Where Senators shall mingle teares with smiles,

Where great Patricians shall attend, and shrug,

I'th'end admire: where Ladies shall be frighted,

And gladly quak'd, heare more: where the dull Tribunes,

That with the fustie Plebeans, hate thine Honors,

Shall say against their hearts, We thanke the Gods

Our Rome hath such a Souldier.

Yet cam'st thou to a Morsell of this Feast,

Hauing fully din'd before.

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