Speeches (Lines) for First Servingman
in "Coriolanus"

Total: 19

---
# Act, Scene, Line
(Click to see in context)
Speech text

1

IV,5,2750

Wine, wine, wine! What service
is here! I think our fellows are asleep.

2

IV,5,2761

What would you have, friend? whence are you?
Here's no place for you: pray, go to the door.

3

IV,5,2776

A strange one as ever I looked on: I cannot get him
out of the house: prithee, call my master to him.

4

IV,5,2918

Here's a strange alteration!

5

IV,5,2922

What an arm he has! he turned me about with his
finger and his thumb, as one would set up a top.

6

IV,5,2927

He had so; looking as it were—would I were hanged,
but I thought there was more in him than I could think.

7

IV,5,2931

I think he is: but a greater soldier than he you wot on.

8

IV,5,2933

Nay, it's no matter for that.

9

IV,5,2935

Nay, not so neither: but I take him to be the
greater soldier.

10

IV,5,2939

Ay, and for an assault too.

11

IV,5,2942

[together] What, what, what? let's partake.

12

IV,5,2946

[together] Wherefore? wherefore?

13

IV,5,2950

Why do you say 'thwack our general '?

14

IV,5,2955

He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth
on't: before Corioli he scotched him and notched
him like a carbon ado.

15

IV,5,2960

But, more of thy news?

16

IV,5,2978

Directitude! what's that?

17

IV,5,2983

But when goes this forward?

18

IV,5,2991

Let me have war, say I; it exceeds peace as far as
day does night; it's spritely, waking, audible, and
full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy;
mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more
bastard children than war's a destroyer of men.

19

IV,5,2999

Ay, and it makes men hate one another.

Return to the "Coriolanus" menu

Plays + Sonnets + Poems + Concordance + Character Search + Advanced Search + About OSS