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Go with me, and I'll tell you excellent news of your husband.
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No, good sir, there can be none yet.
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- There came news from him last night. - Indeed?
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Your lord and Titus Lartius are
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set down before the Volscian city of Corioles.
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They nothing doubt prevailing, and to make it brief wars.
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This is true, on mine honor. So, I pray, go out with us.
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Give me excuse, good sir.
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I will obey you in everything hereafter.
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Let her alone. As she is now,
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she will but disease our better mirth.
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What is become of Martius?