First Cit. Before we proceed any further, hear me speak.
All. Speak, speak.[2456]
First Cit. You are all resolved rather to die than to
famish?
All. Resolved, resolved. 5
First Cit. First, you know Caius Marcius is chief enemy[2457]
to the people.
All. We know't, we know't.[2458]
First Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our
own price. Is't a verdict? 10
All. No more talking on't; let it be done: away,[2459]
away!
Sec. Cit. One word, good citizens.
First Cit. We are accounted poor citizens; the patricians,
good. What authority surfeits on would relieve us: if they[2460] 15
would yield us but the superfluity while it were wholesome,
we might guess they relieved us humanely; but they think[2461]
we are too dear: the leanness that afflicts us, the object of[2462]
our misery, is as an inventory to particularize their abundance;
our sufferance is a gain to them. Let us revenge this[2463] 20
with our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know I[2464]
speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge.