Speeches (Lines) for Titus Lartius
in "Coriolanus"
Total: 23

1

I,1,258

No, Caius CORIOLANUS;
I'll lean upon one crutch and fight with t'other,
Ere stay behind this business.

2

I,1,264

[To COMINIUS] Lead you on.
[To CORIOLANUS] Follow Cominius; we must follow you;]
Right worthy you priority.

3

I,4,480

My horse to yours, no.

4

I,4,482

Agreed.

5

I,4,485

So, the good horse is mine.

6

I,4,487

No, I'll nor sell nor give him: lend you him I will
For half a hundred years. Summon the town.

7

I,4,511

Their noise be our instruction. Ladders, ho!

8

I,4,549

What is become of CORIOLANUS?

9

I,4,555

O noble fellow!
Who sensibly outdares his senseless sword,
And, when it bows, stands up. Thou art left, CORIOLANUS:
A carbuncle entire, as big as thou art,
Were not so rich a jewel. Thou wast a soldier
Even to Cato's wish, not fierce and terrible
Only in strokes; but, with thy grim looks and
The thunder-like percussion of thy sounds,
Thou madst thine enemies shake, as if the world
Were feverous and did tremble.

10

I,4,567

O,'tis CORIOLANUS!
Let's fetch him off, or make remain alike.

11

I,5,587

Worthy sir, thou bleed'st;
Thy exercise hath been too violent for
A second course of fight.

12

I,5,595

Now the fair goddess, Fortune,
Fall deep in love with thee; and her great charms
Misguide thy opposers' swords! Bold gentleman,
Prosperity be thy page!

13

I,5,601

Thou worthiest CORIOLANUS!
[Exit CORIOLANUS]
Go, sound thy trumpet in the market-place;
Call thither all the officers o' the town,
Where they shall know our mind: away!

14

I,7,726

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.

15

I,7,732

Hence, and shut your gates upon's.
Our guider, come; to the Roman camp conduct us.

16

I,9,777

O general,
Here is the steed, we the caparison:
Hadst thou beheld—

17

I,9,855

I shall, my lord.

18

I,9,869

CORIOLANUS, his name?

19

III,1,1727

He had, my lord; and that it was which caused
Our swifter composition.

20

III,1,1736

On safe-guard he came to me; and did curse
Against the Volsces, for they had so vilely
Yielded the town: he is retired to Antium.

21

III,1,1740

He did, my lord.

22

III,1,1742

How often he had met you, sword to sword;
That of all things upon the earth he hated
Your person most, that he would pawn his fortunes
To hopeless restitution, so he might
Be call'd your vanquisher.

23

III,1,1748

At Antium.