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Scene VII

The gates of Corioli

Titus Lartius, having set a guard upon Corioli, going with drum and trumpet toward Cominius and Caius Marcius, enters with Lieutenant, other Soldiers, and a Scout


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.


Fear not our care, sir.


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