Bru. Caius Marcius was
A worthy officer i' the war, but insolent, 30
O'ercome with pride, ambitious past all thinking,[3595]
Self-loving,—[3596]
Sic. And affecting one sole throne,[3597][3598]
Without assistance.[3597]
Men. I think not so.[3599]
Sic. We should by this, to all our lamentation,[3600]
If he had gone forth consul, found it so.[3601] 35
Bru. The gods have well prevented it, and Rome
Sits safe and still without him.
Enter an Ædile.
Æd. Worthy tribunes,
There is a slave, whom we have put in prison,
Reports, the Volsces with two several powers
Are enter'd in the Roman territories, 40
And with the deepest malice of the war
Destroy what lies before 'em.[3602]
Men. 'Tis Aufidius,
Who, hearing of our Marcius' banishment,
Thrusts forth his horns again into the world;
Which were inshell'd when Marcius stood for Rome, 45
And durst not once peep out.
Sic. Come, what talk you[3603]
Of Marcius?[3603]
Bru. Go see this rumourer whipp'd. It cannot be[3604]
The Volsces dare break with us.