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Act I, Scene 7
The gates of Corioli.
[TITUS LARTIUS, having set a guard upon]
[p]Corioli, going with drum and trumpet toward
[p]COMINIUS and CAIUS CORIOLANUS, enters with
[p]Lieutenant, other Soldiers, and a Scout]
- Titus Lartius. So, let the ports be guarded: keep your duties,
As I have set them down. If I do send, dispatch
Those centuries to our aid: the rest will serve
For a short holding: if we lose the field,
We cannot keep the town.
- Lieutenant. Fear not our care, sir.
- Titus Lartius. Hence, and shut your gates upon's.
Our guider, come; to the Roman camp conduct us.