Speeches (Lines) for Aedile in "The Tragedy of Coriolanus"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 III / 1
  • Peace, peace!
  • Peace, peace!
  • Menenius Agrippa. Hear me one word;
    Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word.

    Aedile. Peace, peace!

2 III / 3
  • He's coming.
  • He's coming.
  • Junius Brutus. In this point charge him home, that he affects
    Tyrannical power: if he evade us there,
    Enforce him with his envy to the people,
    And that the spoil got on the Antiates
    Was ne'er distributed.
    [Enter an AEdile]
    What, will he come?

    Aedile. He's coming.

3 III / 3
  • With old Menenius, and those senators
    That always favour'd him.
  • With old Menenius, and those senators
    That always favour'd him.
  • Junius Brutus. How accompanied?

    Aedile. With old Menenius, and those senators
    That always favour'd him.

4 III / 3
  • I have; 'tis ready.
  • I have; 'tis ready.
  • Sicinius Velutus. Have you a catalogue
    Of all the voices that we have procured
    Set down by the poll?

    Aedile. I have; 'tis ready.

5 III / 3
  • I have.
  • I have.
  • Sicinius Velutus. Have you collected them by tribes?

    Aedile. I have.

6 III / 3
  • I shall inform them.
  • I shall inform them.
  • Sicinius Velutus. Assemble presently the people hither;
    And when they bear me say 'It shall be so
    I' the right and strength o' the commons,' be it either
    For death, for fine, or banishment, then let them
    If I say fine, cry 'Fine;' if death, cry 'Death.'
    Insisting on the old prerogative
    And power i' the truth o' the cause.

    Aedile. I shall inform them.

7 III / 3
  • Very well.
  • Very well.
  • Junius Brutus. And when such time they have begun to cry,
    Let them not cease, but with a din confused
    Enforce the present execution
    Of what we chance to sentence.

    Aedile. Very well.

8 III / 3
  • List to your tribunes. Audience: peace, I say!
  • List to your tribunes. Audience: peace, I say!
  • Sicinius Velutus. Draw near, ye people.

    Aedile. List to your tribunes. Audience: peace, I say!

9 III / 3
  • The people's enemy is gone, is gone!
  • The people's enemy is gone, is gone!
  • Coriolanus. You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate
    As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize
    As the dead carcasses of unburied men
    That do corrupt my air, I banish you;
    And here remain with your uncertainty!
    Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts!
    Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes,
    Fan you into despair! Have the power still
    To banish your defenders; till at length
    Your ignorance, which finds not till it feels,
    Making not reservation of yourselves,
    Still your own foes, deliver you as most
    Abated captives to some nation
    That won you without blows! Despising,
    For you, the city, thus I turn my back:
    There is a world elsewhere.
    [Exeunt CORIOLANUS, COMINIUS, MENENIUS, Senators,]
    and Patricians]

    Aedile. The people's enemy is gone, is gone!

10 IV / 6
  • Worthy tribunes,
    There is a slave, whom we have put in prison,
    Reports,...
  • Worthy tribunes,
    There is a slave, whom we have put in prison,
    Reports, the Volsces with two several powers
    Are enter'd in the Roman territories,
    And with the deepest malice of the war
    Destroy what lies before 'em.
  • Junius Brutus. The gods have well prevented it, and Rome
    Sits safe and still without him.

    Aedile. Worthy tribunes,
    There is a slave, whom we have put in prison,
    Reports, the Volsces with two several powers
    Are enter'd in the Roman territories,
    And with the deepest malice of the war
    Destroy what lies before 'em.

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