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No more talking on it. Come!
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Soft, soft, who comes here?
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...friends, mine honest neighbors...
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Worthy Senator Menenius, one that has always loved the people.
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I tell you, friends,
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most charitable care have the patricians of you.
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For your wants, your suffering in this dearth,
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you may as well strike at the heavens with your staves
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as lift them against the Roman state.
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Suffer us to famish, and their storehouses crammed with grain.
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Bread!
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- Bread! - Bread.