1 So, your opinion is, Aufidius, 2 That they of Rome are entered in our counsels 3 And know how we proceed.
4 Is it not yours? 5 What ever have been thought on in this state, 6 That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome 7 Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone 8 Since I heard thence; these are the words: I think 9 I have the letter here; yes, here it is. Reads 10 'They have press'd a power, but it is not known 11 Whether for east or west: the dearth is great; 12 The people mutinous; and it is rumour'd, 13 Cominius, Marcius your old enemy, 14 Who is of Rome worse hated than of you, 15 And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman, 16 These three lead on this preparation 17 Whither 'tis bent: most likely 'tis for you: 18 Consider of it.'
19 Our army's in the field 20 We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready 21 To answer us.
22 Nor did you think it folly 23 To keep your great pretences veil'd till when 24 They needs must show themselves; which 25 in the hatching, 26 It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery. 27 We shall be shorten'd in our aim, which was 28 To take in many towns ere almost Rome 29 Should know we were afoot.
30 Noble Aufidius, 31 Take your commission; hie you to your bands: 32 Let us alone to guard Corioli: 33 If they set down before 's, for the remove 34 Bring your army; but, I think, you'll find 35 They've not prepared for us.
36 O, doubt not that; 37 I speak from certainties. Nay, more, 38 Some parcels of their power are forth already, 39 And only hitherward. I leave your honours. 40 If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet, 41 'Tis sworn between us we shall ever strike 42 Till one can do no more.