No Fear Shakespeare: Coriolanus: Act 4 Scene 4

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Original Text	Modern Text
Antium. Before Aufidius’s house.	Antium. Before Aufidius’s house.
Enter CORIOLANUS in mean apparel, disguised and muffled	Enter CORIOLANUS in mean apparel, disguised and muffled
CORIOLANUS A goodly city is this Antium. City, ’Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir Of these fair edifices ’fore my wars Have I heard groan and drop: then know me not, 5 Lest that thy wives with spits and boys with stones In puny battle slay me.	CORIOLANUS A goodly city is this Antium. City, ’Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir Of these fair edifices ’fore my wars Have I heard groan and drop: then know me not, Lest that thy wives with spits and boys with stones In puny battle slay me.
Enter a Citizen	Enter a Citizen
Save you, sir.	Save you, sir.
CITIZEN And you.	CITIZEN And you.
CORIOLANUS Direct me, if it be your will, 10 Where great Aufidius lies: is he in Antium?	CORIOLANUS Direct me, if it be your will, Where great Aufidius lies: is he in Antium?
CITIZEN He is, and feasts the nobles of the state At his house this night.	CITIZEN He is, and feasts the nobles of the state At his house this night.
CORIOLANUS Which is his house, beseech you?	CORIOLANUS Which is his house, beseech you?
CITIZEN This, here before you.	CITIZEN This, here before you.
CORIOLANUS 15 Thank you, sir: farewell.	CORIOLANUS Thank you, sir: farewell.
Exit Citizen	Exit Citizen
O world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Whose house, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise, Are still together, who twin, as ’twere, in love 20 Unseparable, shall within this hour, On a dissension of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: so, fellest foes, Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep, To take the one the other, by some chance, 25 Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends And interjoin their issues. So with me: My birth-place hate I, and my love’s upon This enemy town. I’ll enter: if he slay me, He does fair justice; if he give me way, 30 I’ll do his country service.	O world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Whose house, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise, Are still together, who twin, as ’twere, in love Unseparable, shall within this hour, On a dissension of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: so, fellest foes, Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep, To take the one the other, by some chance, Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends And interjoin their issues. So with me: My birth-place hate I, and my love’s upon This enemy town. I’ll enter: if he slay me, He does fair justice; if he give me way, I’ll do his country service.
Exit	Exit

Original Text	Modern Text
Antium. Before Aufidius’s house.	Antium. Before Aufidius’s house.
Enter CORIOLANUS in mean apparel, disguised and muffled	Enter CORIOLANUS in mean apparel, disguised and muffled
CORIOLANUS A goodly city is this Antium. City, ’Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir Of these fair edifices ’fore my wars Have I heard groan and drop: then know me not, 5 Lest that thy wives with spits and boys with stones In puny battle slay me.	CORIOLANUS A goodly city is this Antium. City, ’Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir Of these fair edifices ’fore my wars Have I heard groan and drop: then know me not, Lest that thy wives with spits and boys with stones In puny battle slay me.
Enter a Citizen	Enter a Citizen
Save you, sir.	Save you, sir.
CITIZEN And you.	CITIZEN And you.
CORIOLANUS Direct me, if it be your will, 10 Where great Aufidius lies: is he in Antium?	CORIOLANUS Direct me, if it be your will, Where great Aufidius lies: is he in Antium?
CITIZEN He is, and feasts the nobles of the state At his house this night.	CITIZEN He is, and feasts the nobles of the state At his house this night.
CORIOLANUS Which is his house, beseech you?	CORIOLANUS Which is his house, beseech you?
CITIZEN This, here before you.	CITIZEN This, here before you.
CORIOLANUS 15 Thank you, sir: farewell.	CORIOLANUS Thank you, sir: farewell.
Exit Citizen	Exit Citizen
O world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Whose house, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise, Are still together, who twin, as ’twere, in love 20 Unseparable, shall within this hour, On a dissension of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: so, fellest foes, Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep, To take the one the other, by some chance, 25 Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends And interjoin their issues. So with me: My birth-place hate I, and my love’s upon This enemy town. I’ll enter: if he slay me, He does fair justice; if he give me way, 30 I’ll do his country service.	O world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Whose house, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise, Are still together, who twin, as ’twere, in love Unseparable, shall within this hour, On a dissension of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: so, fellest foes, Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep, To take the one the other, by some chance, Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends And interjoin their issues. So with me: My birth-place hate I, and my love’s upon This enemy town. I’ll enter: if he slay me, He does fair justice; if he give me way, I’ll do his country service.
Exit	Exit