Are suitors to you.
Cor. I beseech you, peace:
Or, if you'd ask, remember this before:
The things I have forsworn to grant may never 80
Be held by you denials. Do not bid me
Dismiss my soldiers, or capitulate
Again with Rome's mechanics: tell me not
Wherein I seem unnatural: desire not 84
To allay my rages and revenges with
Your colder reasons.
Vol. O! no more, no more;
You have said you will not grant us anything;
For we have nothing else to ask but that 88
Which you deny already: yet we will ask;
That, if you fail in our request, the blame
May hang upon your hardness. Therefore, hear us.
Cor. Aufidius, and you Volsces, mark; for we'll 92
Hear nought from Rome in private. Your request?
Vol. Should we be silent and not speak, our raiment
And state of bodies would bewray what life
We have led since thy exile. Think with thyself 96
How more unfortunate than all living women
Are we come hither: since that thy sight, which should
Make our eyes flow with joy, hearts dance with comforts, 99
Constrains them weep and shake with fear and sorrow;
Making the mother, wife, and child to see
The son, the husband, and the father tearing
His country's bowels out. And to poor we
Thine enmity's most capital: thou barr'st us 104
Our prayers to the gods, which is a comfort
That all but we enjoy; for how can we,
82 capitulate: make terms
90 fail in: disappoint us in
95 state of bodies: physical health
bewray: disclose
103 we: us
104 capital: fatal
