Monologue

First Senator Monologue from Coriolanus

From Coriolanus by William Shakespeare

male · defiant · 36 sec

No, nor a man that fears you less than he: That’s lesser than a little. Hark, our drums Are bringing forth our youth. We’ll break our walls Rather than they shall pound us up. Our gates, Which yet seem shut, we have but pinned with rushes. They’ll open of themselves. Hark you, far off! There is Aufidius. List what work he makes Amongst your cloven army.

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