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THIRD SERVINGMAN

Tomorrow, today, presently. You shall have the drum struck up this
afternoon. ’Tis as it were a parcel of their feast, and to be executed ere they
wipe their lips.

SECOND SERVINGMAN
Why, then we shall have a stirring [225] world again. This peace is nothing

but to rust iron, increase tailors, and breed ballad-makers.

FIRST SERVINGMAN
Let me have war, say I. It exceeds peace as far as day does night. It’s
sprightly walking, audible, and full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, [230]
lethargy; mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more bastard children
than war’s a destroyer of men.

SECOND SERVINGMAN

’Tis so. And as wars in some sort may be said to be a ravisher, so it cannot be
denied but peace is a great maker of cuckolds. [235]

FIRST SERVINGMAN
Ay, and it makes men hate one another.

THIRD SERVINGMAN
Reason: because they then less need one another. The wars for my money. I
hope to see

Romans as cheap as Volscians. They are rising, they [240] are rising.

BOTH
In, in, in, in.
Exeunt.

Scene VI IT

Enter the two Tribunes, Sicinius and Brutus.

SICINIUS