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

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 I / 7
  • Fear not our care, sir.
  • Fear not our care, sir.
  • Titus Lartius. So, let the ports be guarded: keep your duties,
    As I have set them down. If I do send, dispatch
    Those centuries to our aid: the rest will serve
    For a short holding: if we lose the field,
    We cannot keep the town.

    Lieutenant. Fear not our care, sir.

2 IV / 7
  • I do not know what witchcraft's in him, but
    Your soldiers use him as the gra...
  • I do not know what witchcraft's in him, but
    Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat,
    Their talk at table, and their thanks at end;
    And you are darken'd in this action, sir,
    Even by your own.
  • Tullus Aufidius. Do they still fly to the Roman?

    Lieutenant. I do not know what witchcraft's in him, but
    Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat,
    Their talk at table, and their thanks at end;
    And you are darken'd in this action, sir,
    Even by your own.

3 IV / 7
  • Yet I wish, sir,--
    I mean for your particular,--you had not
    Join'd in co...
  • Yet I wish, sir,--
    I mean for your particular,--you had not
    Join'd in commission with him; but either
    Had borne the action of yourself, or else
    To him had left it solely.
  • Tullus Aufidius. I cannot help it now,
    Unless, by using means, I lame the foot
    Of our design. He bears himself more proudlier,
    Even to my person, than I thought he would
    When first I did embrace him: yet his nature
    In that's no changeling; and I must excuse
    What cannot be amended.

    Lieutenant. Yet I wish, sir,--
    I mean for your particular,--you had not
    Join'd in commission with him; but either
    Had borne the action of yourself, or else
    To him had left it solely.

4 IV / 7
  • Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry Rome?
  • Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry Rome?
  • Tullus Aufidius. I understand thee well; and be thou sure,
    when he shall come to his account, he knows not
    What I can urge against him. Although it seems,
    And so he thinks, and is no less apparent
    To the vulgar eye, that he bears all things fairly.
    And shows good husbandry for the Volscian state,
    Fights dragon-like, and does achieve as soon
    As draw his sword; yet he hath left undone
    That which shall break his neck or hazard mine,
    Whene'er we come to our account.

    Lieutenant. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry Rome?

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