These are the ushers of Martius: before himHe carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears.Death, that dark spirit, in's nervy arm doth lie,Which being advanc'd, declines, and then men die.
Related Authors: William Shakespeare | Coriolanus
Related Topics: coriolanus, death, shakespeare
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