SICINIUS.
This is most likely!
BRUTUS.
Raised only that the weaker sort may wish
Good Martius home again.
SICINIUS.
The very trick on ’t.
MENENIUS.
This is unlikely;
He and Aufidius can no more atone
Than violent’st contrariety.
Enter a Second Messenger.
SECOND MESSENGER.
You are sent for to the Senate.
A fearful army, led by Caius Martius
Associated with Aufidius, rages
Upon our territories, and have already
O’erborne their way, consumed with fire and took
What lay before them.
Enter Cominius.
COMINIUS.
O, you have made good work!
MENENIUS.
What news? What news?
COMINIUS.
You have holp to ravish your own daughters and
To melt the city leads upon your pates,
To see your wives dishonoured to your noses—