| ACT I SCENE VIII | A field of battle. | |
| | Alarum as in battle. Enter, from opposite sides,MARCIUS and AUFIDIUS | |
| MARCIUS | I'll fight with none but thee; for I do hate thee | |
| | Worse than a promise-breaker. | |
| AUFIDIUS | We hate alike: | |
| | Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor | 5 |
| | More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot. | |
| MARCIUS | Let the first budger die the other's slave, | |
| | And the gods doom him after! | |
| AUFIDIUS | If I fly, Marcius, | |
| | Holloa me like a hare. | 10 |
| MARCIUS | Within these three hours, Tullus, | |
| | Alone I fought in your Corioli walls, | |
| | And made what work I pleased: 'tis not my blood | |
| | Wherein thou seest me mask'd; for thy revenge | |
| | Wrench up thy power to the highest. | 15 |
| AUFIDIUS | Wert thou the Hector | |
| | That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny, | |
| | Thou shouldst not scape me here. | |
| | They fight, and certain Volsces come to the aid ofAUFIDIUS. MARCIUS fights till they be driven inbreathless | |
| | Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me | |
| | In your condemned seconds. | 20 |
| | Exeunt | |
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