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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. 730
  • Lieutenant. Fear not our care, sir.
  • Titus Lartius. Hence, and shut your gates upon's.
    Our guider, come; to the Roman camp conduct us.