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The bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell.

      — Macbeth, Act II Scene 1

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KEYWORD: whip

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Coriolanus
[I, 8]

Tullus Aufidius

751

Wert thou the Hector
That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny,
Thou shouldst not scape me here.
[They fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid of]
AUFIDIUS. CORIOLANUS fights till they be driven in
breathless]
Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me
In your condemned seconds.

2

Coriolanus
[IV, 6]

Menenius Agrippa

3072

Cannot be!
We have record that very well it can,
And three examples of the like have been
Within my age. But reason with the fellow,
Before you punish him, where he heard this,
Lest you shall chance to whip your information
And beat the messenger who bids beware
Of what is to be dreaded.

3

Coriolanus
[IV, 6]

Sicinius Velutus

3087

'Tis this slave;—
Go whip him, 'fore the people's eyes:—his raising;
Nothing but his report.

4

Coriolanus
[IV, 6]

Menenius Agrippa

3177

Here come the clusters.
And is Aufidius with him? You are they
That made the air unwholesome, when you cast
Your stinking greasy caps in hooting at
Coriolanus' exile. Now he's coming;
And not a hair upon a soldier's head
Which will not prove a whip: as many coxcombs
As you threw caps up will he tumble down,
And pay you for your voices. 'Tis no matter;
if he could burn us all into one coal,
We have deserved it.

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