1:01;001,1[' ]| Enter a Company of Mutinous Citizens, with Staues,
1:01;001,1[' ]| Clubs, and other weapons.
1:01;001,1[W ]| Before we$6@2$ proceed any further, heare me speake.
1:01;001,1[X ]| Speake, speake.
1:01;001,1[W ]| You are all resolu'd rather to$9$ dy then
1:01;001,1[W ]| to$9$ famish?
1:01;001,1[X ]| Resolu'd, resolu'd.
1:01;001,1[W ]| First you know, Caius Martius is chiefe enemy
1:01;001,1[W ]| to$4$ the people.
1:01;001,1[X ]| We$6@2$ know it$6@2$, we$6@2$ know it$6@2$.
1:01;001,1[W ]| Let us$6@2$ kill him, and we$6@2$ will$1$ have Corne at our$6@2$ own
1:01;001,1[W ]| price. Is it$6@1$ a Verdict?
1:01;001,1[X ]| No$2$ more talking of it$6@2$; Let it$6@1$ be done, away, away
1:01;001,1[W ]| One word, good Citizens.
1:01;001,1[W ]| We$6@2$ are accounted poore Citizens, the Patricians
1:01;001,1[W ]| good: what Authority surfets one, would releeue
1:01;001,1[W ]| us$6@2$. If they would yeelde us$6@2$ but the superfluitie while it$6@1$
1:01;001,1[W ]| w . . .
