⌜⌝ Enter Coriolanus with Nobles. CORIOLANUS (FTLN 2100) [1] Let them pull all about mine ears, present me (FTLN 2101) [2] Death on the wheel or at wild horses’ heels, (FTLN 2102) [3] Or pile ten hills on the Tarpeian rock, (FTLN 2103) [4] That the precipitation might down stretch (FTLN 2104) [5] Below the beam of sight, yet will I still (FTLN 2105) [6] Be thus to them. NOBLE (FTLN 2106) [7] You do the nobler. CORIOLANUS (FTLN 2107) [8] I muse my mother (FTLN 2108) [9] Does not approve me further,