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COMINIUS
That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
And bury all which yet distinctly ranges [205]
In heaps and piles of ruin.
SICINIUS
This deserves death.
BRUTUS
Or let us stand to our authority,
Or let us lose it. We do here pronounce,
Upon the part o’th’people, in whose power
We were elected theirs, Martius is worthy [210]
Of present death.
SICINIUS
Therefore lay hold of him;
Bear him to th’rock Tarpeian, and from thence
Into destruction cast him.
BRUTUS
Aediles, seize him.
PLEBEIANS
Yield, Martius, yield.
MENENIUS
Hear me one word.
Beseech you, Tribunes, hear me but a word. [215]
AEDILES
Peace, peace!
MENENIUS
(to Brutus) Be that you seem, truly your country’s friend,
And temperately procced to what you would
