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1

Coriolanus
[I, 9]

Coriolanus

796

I have some wounds upon me, and they smart
To hear themselves remember'd.

2

Coriolanus
[II, 1]

Menenius Agrippa

1040

So do I too, if it be not too much: brings a'
victory in his pocket? the wounds become him.

3

Coriolanus
[II, 1]

Volumnia

1071

He had, before this last expedition, twenty-five
wounds upon him.

4

Coriolanus
[II, 1]

Junius Brutus

1174

I heard him swear,
Were he to stand for consul, never would he
Appear i' the market-place nor on him put
The napless vesture of humility;
Nor showing, as the manner is, his wounds
To the people, beg their stinking breaths.

5

Coriolanus
[II, 2]

Coriolanus

1309

Your horror's pardon:
I had rather have my wounds to heal again
Than hear say how I got them.

6

Coriolanus
[II, 3]

Third Citizen

1427

We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is a
power that we have no power to do; for if he show us
his wounds and tell us his deeds, we are to put our
tongues into those wounds and speak for them; so, if
he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him
our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is
monstrous, and for the multitude to be ingrateful,
were to make a monster of the multitude: of the
which we being members, should bring ourselves to be
monstrous members.

7

Coriolanus
[II, 3]

Coriolanus

1475

What must I say?
'I Pray, sir'—Plague upon't! I cannot bring
My tongue to such a pace:—'Look, sir, my wounds!
I got them in my country's service, when
Some certain of your brethren roar'd and ran
From the noise of our own drums.'

8

Coriolanus
[II, 3]

Coriolanus

1508

Kindly! Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to
show you, which shall be yours in private. Your
good voice, sir; what say you?

9

Coriolanus
[II, 3]

Fourth Citizen

1540

You have received many wounds for your country.

10

Coriolanus
[II, 3]

Coriolanus

1545

Most sweet voices!
Better it is to die, better to starve,
Than crave the hire which first we do deserve.
Why in this woolvish toge should I stand here,
To beg of Hob and Dick, that do appear,
Their needless vouches? Custom calls me to't:
What custom wills, in all things should we do't,
The dust on antique time would lie unswept,
And mountainous error be too highly heapt
For truth to o'er-peer. Rather than fool it so,
Let the high office and the honour go
To one that would do thus. I am half through;
The one part suffer'd, the other will I do.
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Here come more voices.
Your voices: for your voices I have fought;
Watch'd for your voices; for Your voices bear
Of wounds two dozen odd; battles thrice six
I have seen and heard of; for your voices have
Done many things, some less, some more your voices:
Indeed I would be consul.

11

Coriolanus
[II, 3]

Second Citizen

1605

Not one amongst us, save yourself, but says
He used us scornfully: he should have show'd us
His marks of merit, wounds received for's country.

12

Coriolanus
[II, 3]

Third Citizen

1610

He said he had wounds, which he could show
in private;
And with his hat, thus waving it in scorn,
'I would be consul,' says he: 'aged custom,
But by your voices, will not so permit me;
Your voices therefore.' When we granted that,
Here was 'I thank you for your voices: thank you:
Your most sweet voices: now you have left
your voices,
I have no further with you.' Was not this mockery?

13

Coriolanus
[III, 3]

Menenius Agrippa

2406

Lo, citizens, he says he is content:
The warlike service he has done, consider; think
Upon the wounds his body bears, which show
Like graves i' the holy churchyard.

14

Coriolanus
[IV, 2]

Volumnia

2628

Bastards and all.
Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome!