Speeches (Lines) for Second Messenger in "The Tragedy of Coriolanus"

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1 IV / 6
  • You are sent for to the senate:
    A fearful army, led by Caius CORIOLANUS
    ...
  • You are sent for to the senate:
    A fearful army, led by Caius CORIOLANUS
    Associated with Aufidius, rages
    Upon our territories; and have already
    O'erborne their way, consumed with fire, and took
    What lay before them.
  • Menenius Agrippa. This is unlikely:
    He and Aufidius can no more atone
    Than violentest contrariety.

    Second Messenger. You are sent for to the senate:
    A fearful army, led by Caius CORIOLANUS
    Associated with Aufidius, rages
    Upon our territories; and have already
    O'erborne their way, consumed with fire, and took
    What lay before them.

2 V / 4
  • Good news, good news; the ladies have prevail'd,
    The Volscians are dislodged...
  • Good news, good news; the ladies have prevail'd,
    The Volscians are dislodged, and CORIOLANUS gone:
    A merrier day did never yet greet Rome,
    No, not the expulsion of the Tarquins.
  • Sicinius Velutus. What's the news?

    Second Messenger. Good news, good news; the ladies have prevail'd,
    The Volscians are dislodged, and CORIOLANUS gone:
    A merrier day did never yet greet Rome,
    No, not the expulsion of the Tarquins.

3 V / 4
  • As certain as I know the sun is fire:
    Where have you lurk'd, that you make d...
  • As certain as I know the sun is fire:
    Where have you lurk'd, that you make doubt of it?
    Ne'er through an arch so hurried the blown tide,
    As the recomforted through the gates. Why, hark you!
    [Trumpets; hautboys; drums beat; all together]
    The trumpets, sackbuts, psalteries and fifes,
    Tabours and cymbals and the shouting Romans,
    Make the sun dance. Hark you!
  • Sicinius Velutus. Friend,
    Art thou certain this is true? is it most certain?

    Second Messenger. As certain as I know the sun is fire:
    Where have you lurk'd, that you make doubt of it?
    Ne'er through an arch so hurried the blown tide,
    As the recomforted through the gates. Why, hark you!
    [Trumpets; hautboys; drums beat; all together]
    The trumpets, sackbuts, psalteries and fifes,
    Tabours and cymbals and the shouting Romans,
    Make the sun dance. Hark you!

4 V / 4
  • Sir, we have all
    Great cause to give great thanks.
  • Sir, we have all
    Great cause to give great thanks.
  • Sicinius Velutus. First, the gods bless you for your tidings; next,
    Accept my thankfulness.

    Second Messenger. Sir, we have all
    Great cause to give great thanks.

5 V / 4
  • Almost at point to enter.
  • Almost at point to enter.
  • Sicinius Velutus. They are near the city?

    Second Messenger. Almost at point to enter.

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