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Speeches (Lines) for Third Servingman
in "Coriolanus"

Total: 20

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

IV,5,2775

What fellow's this?

2

IV,5,2779

What have you to do here, fellow? Pray you, avoid
the house.

3

IV,5,2782

What are you?

4

IV,5,2784

A marvellous poor one.

5

IV,5,2786

Pray you, poor gentleman, take up some other
station; here's no place for you; pray you, avoid: come.

6

IV,5,2790

What, you will not? Prithee, tell my master what a
strange guest he has here.

7

IV,5,2794

Where dwellest thou?

8

IV,5,2796

Under the canopy!

9

IV,5,2798

Where's that?

10

IV,5,2800

I' the city of kites and crows! What an ass it is!
Then thou dwellest with daws too?

11

IV,5,2803

How, sir! do you meddle with my master?

12

IV,5,2941

O slaves, I can tell you news,— news, you rascals!

13

IV,5,2944

I would not be a Roman, of all nations; I had as
lieve be a condemned man.

14

IV,5,2948

Why, here's he that was wont to thwack our general,
Caius CORIOLANUS.

15

IV,5,2951

I do not say 'thwack our general;' but he was always
good enough for him.

16

IV,5,2961

Why, he is so made on here within, as if he were son
and heir to Mars; set at upper end o' the table; no
question asked him by any of the senators, but they
stand bald before him: our general himself makes a
mistress of him: sanctifies himself with's hand and
turns up the white o' the eye to his discourse. But
the bottom of the news is that our general is cut i'
the middle and but one half of what he was
yesterday; for the other has half, by the entreaty
and grant of the whole table. He'll go, he says,
and sowl the porter of Rome gates by the ears: he
will mow all down before him, and leave his passage polled.

17

IV,5,2974

Do't! he will do't; for, look you, sir, he has as
many friends as enemies; which friends, sir, as it
were, durst not, look you, sir, show themselves, as
we term it, his friends whilst he's in directitude.

18

IV,5,2979

But when they shall see, sir, his crest up again,
and the man in blood, they will out of their
burrows, like conies after rain, and revel all with
him.

19

IV,5,2984

To-morrow; to-day; presently; you shall have the
drum struck up this afternoon: 'tis, as it were, a
parcel of their feast, and to be executed ere they
wipe their lips.

20

IV,5,3000

Reason; because they then less need one another.
The wars for my money. I hope to see Romans as cheap
as Volscians. They are rising, they are rising.

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