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

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 IV / 5
  • Where's Cotus? my master calls
    for him. Cotus!
  • Where's Cotus? my master calls
    for him. Cotus!
  • First Servingman. Wine, wine, wine! What service
    is here! I think our fellows are asleep.

    Second Servingman. Where's Cotus? my master calls
    for him. Cotus!

2 IV / 5
  • Whence are you, sir? Has the porter his eyes in his
    head; that he gives entr...
  • Whence are you, sir? Has the porter his eyes in his
    head; that he gives entrance to such companions?
    Pray, get you out.
  • Coriolanus. I have deserved no better entertainment,
    In being Coriolanus.

    Second Servingman. Whence are you, sir? Has the porter his eyes in his
    head; that he gives entrance to such companions?
    Pray, get you out.

3 IV / 5
  • Away! get you away.
  • Away! get you away.
  • Coriolanus. Away!

    Second Servingman. Away! get you away.

4 IV / 5
  • Are you so brave? I'll have you talked with anon.
  • Are you so brave? I'll have you talked with anon.
  • Coriolanus. Now thou'rt troublesome.

    Second Servingman. Are you so brave? I'll have you talked with anon.

5 IV / 5
  • And I shall.
  • And I shall.
  • Third Servingman. What, you will not? Prithee, tell my master what a
    strange guest he has here.

    Second Servingman. And I shall.

6 IV / 5
  • Here, sir: I'ld have beaten him like a dog, but for
    disturbing the lords wit...
  • Here, sir: I'ld have beaten him like a dog, but for
    disturbing the lords within.
  • Tullus Aufidius. Where is this fellow?

    Second Servingman. Here, sir: I'ld have beaten him like a dog, but for
    disturbing the lords within.

7 IV / 5
  • By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with
    a cudgel; and yet my min...
  • By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with
    a cudgel; and yet my mind gave me his clothes made a
    false report of him.
  • First Servingman. Here's a strange alteration!

    Second Servingman. By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with
    a cudgel; and yet my mind gave me his clothes made a
    false report of him.

8 IV / 5
  • Nay, I knew by his face that there was something in
    him: he had, sir, a kind...
  • Nay, I knew by his face that there was something in
    him: he had, sir, a kind of face, methought,--I
    cannot tell how to term it.
  • First Servingman. What an arm he has! he turned me about with his
    finger and his thumb, as one would set up a top.

    Second Servingman. Nay, I knew by his face that there was something in
    him: he had, sir, a kind of face, methought,--I
    cannot tell how to term it.

9 IV / 5
  • So did I, I'll be sworn: he is simply the rarest
    man i' the world.
  • So did I, I'll be sworn: he is simply the rarest
    man i' the world.
  • First Servingman. He had so; looking as it were--would I were hanged,
    but I thought there was more in him than I could think.

    Second Servingman. So did I, I'll be sworn: he is simply the rarest
    man i' the world.

10 IV / 5
  • Who, my master?
  • Who, my master?
  • First Servingman. I think he is: but a greater soldier than he you wot on.

    Second Servingman. Who, my master?

11 IV / 5
  • Worth six on him.
  • Worth six on him.
  • First Servingman. Nay, it's no matter for that.

    Second Servingman. Worth six on him.

12 IV / 5
  • Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that:
    for the defence of a town,...
  • Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that:
    for the defence of a town, our general is excellent.
  • First Servingman. Nay, not so neither: but I take him to be the
    greater soldier.

    Second Servingman. Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that:
    for the defence of a town, our general is excellent.

13 IV / 5
  • [together] What, what, what? let's partake.
  • [together] What, what, what? let's partake.
  • First Servingman. [together] What, what, what? let's partake.

    Second Servingman. [together] What, what, what? let's partake.

14 IV / 5
  • [together] wherefore?
  • [together] wherefore?
  • First Servingman. [together] Wherefore? wherefore?

    Second Servingman. [together] wherefore?

15 IV / 5
  • Come, we are fellows and friends: he was ever too
    hard for him; I have heard...
  • Come, we are fellows and friends: he was ever too
    hard for him; I have heard him say so himself.
  • Third Servingman. I do not say 'thwack our general;' but he was always
    good enough for him.

    Second Servingman. Come, we are fellows and friends: he was ever too
    hard for him; I have heard him say so himself.

16 IV / 5
  • An he had been cannibally given, he might have
    broiled and eaten him too.
  • An he had been cannibally given, he might have
    broiled and eaten him too.
  • First Servingman. He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth
    on't: before Corioli he scotched him and notched
    him like a carbon ado.

    Second Servingman. An he had been cannibally given, he might have
    broiled and eaten him too.

17 IV / 5
  • And he's as like to do't as any man I can imagine.
  • And he's as like to do't as any man I can imagine.
  • Third Servingman. Why, he is so made on here within, as if he were son
    and heir to Mars; set at upper end o' the table; no
    question asked him by any of the senators, but they
    stand bald before him: our general himself makes a
    mistress of him: sanctifies himself with's hand and
    turns up the white o' the eye to his discourse. But
    the bottom of the news is that our general is cut i'
    the middle and but one half of what he was
    yesterday; for the other has half, by the entreaty
    and grant of the whole table. He'll go, he says,
    and sowl the porter of Rome gates by the ears: he
    will mow all down before him, and leave his passage polled.

    Second Servingman. And he's as like to do't as any man I can imagine.

18 IV / 5
  • Why, then we shall have a stirring world again.
    This peace is nothing, but t...
  • Why, then we shall have a stirring world again.
    This peace is nothing, but to rust iron, increase
    tailors, and breed ballad-makers.
  • Third Servingman. To-morrow; to-day; presently; you shall have the
    drum struck up this afternoon: 'tis, as it were, a
    parcel of their feast, and to be executed ere they
    wipe their lips.

    Second Servingman. Why, then we shall have a stirring world again.
    This peace is nothing, but to rust iron, increase
    tailors, and breed ballad-makers.

19 IV / 5
  • 'Tis so: and as war, in some sort, may be said to
    be a ravisher, so it canno...
  • 'Tis so: and as war, in some sort, may be said to
    be a ravisher, so it cannot be denied but peace is a
    great maker of cuckolds.
  • First Servingman. Let me have war, say I; it exceeds peace as far as
    day does night; it's spritely, waking, audible, and
    full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy;
    mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more
    bastard children than war's a destroyer of men.

    Second Servingman. 'Tis so: and as war, in some sort, may be said to
    be a ravisher, so it cannot be denied but peace is a
    great maker of cuckolds.

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