[They fight, and all enter the city.
Scene V. Within Corioli. A street.[2660]
Enter certain Romans, with spoils.
First Rom. This will I carry to Rome.
Sec. Rom. And I this.
Third Rom. A murrain on't! I took this for silver.
[Alarum continues still afar off.
Enter Marcius and Titus Lartius with a trumpet.[2661]
Mar. See here these movers that do prize their hours[2662]
At a crack'd drachma! Cushions, leaden spoons,[2663] 5
Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would
Bury with those that wore them, these base slaves,
Ere yet the fight be done, pack up: down with them!
And hark, what noise the general makes! To him![2664]
There is the man of my soul's hate, Aufidius, 10
Piercing our Romans: then, valiant Titus, take
Convenient numbers to make good the city;
Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will haste[2665]
To help Cominius.
Lart. Worthy sir, thou bleed'st;
Thy exercise hath been too violent[2666] 15
For a second course of fight.[2666]