The Tragedy Of Coriolanus

1 Alarum, as in battle. Enter Martius and Aufidius at several doors.
2 MARTIUS.
3 I’ll fight with none but thee, for I do hate thee
4 Worse than a promise-breaker.
5 AUFIDIUS.
6 We hate alike.
7 Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor
8 More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot.
9 MARTIUS.
10 Let the first budger die the other’s slave,
11 And the gods doom him after!
12 AUFIDIUS.
13 If I fly, Martius,
14 Hollo me like a hare.
15 MARTIUS.
16 Within these three hours, Tullus,
17 Alone I fought in your Corioles’ walls,
18 And made what work I pleased. ’Tis not my blood
19 Wherein thou seest me masked. For thy revenge
20 Wrench up thy power to th’ highest.
21 AUFIDIUS.
22 Wert thou the Hector
23 That was the whip of your bragged progeny,
24 Thou shouldst not scape me here.
25 [_Here they fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid of Aufidius._]
26 Officious and not valiant, you have shamed me
27 In your condemned seconds.
28 [_Martius fights till they be driven in breathless. Aufidius and
29 Martius exit, separately._]