From noise of our own drums.. Men. O me, the gods! You must not speak of that; you must desire them Cor. Think upon me? Hang 'em! I would they would forget me, like the virtues Men. You'll mar all; I'll leave you: Pray you, speak to them, I pray you, Enter two Citizens. Cor. Bid them wash their faces, [Exit And keep their teeth clean.-So, here comes a brace. You know the cause, sir, of my standing here. 1 Cit. We do, sir; tell us what hath brought you to't. Cor. Mine own desert. 2 Cit. Your own desert? Cor. Ay, not Mine own desire. 1 Cit. How! not your own desire? Cor. No, sir: "Twas never my desire yet, To trouble the poor with begging. 1 Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing, we hope to gain by you. Cor. Well then, I pray, your price o'the consulship? 1 Cit. The price is, sir, to ask it kindly. Cor. Kindly? : Sir, I pray, let me ha't I have wounds to show you, Which shall be your's in private.-Your good voice, sir; What say you? 2 Cit. You shall have it, worthy sir. Cor. A match, sir : There is in all two worthy voices begg'd ; I have your alms; adieu. 1 Cit. But this is something odd. 2 Cit. An 'twere to give again,-But 'tis no matter. [Exit, two Citizens. Enter two other Citizens. Cor. Pray you now, if it may stand with the tune of your voices, that I may be consul, I have here the customary gown. 3 Cit. You have deserved nobly of your country, and you have not deserved nobly. Cor Your enigma ? 3 Cit. You have been a scourge to her enemies, you have been a rod to her friends; you have not, indeed, loved the common people. Cor. You should account me the more virtuous, that I have not been common in my love. I will, sir, flatter my sworn brother the people, to earn a dear estimation of them; 'tis a condition they account gentle and since the wisdom of their choice is rather to have my hat than my heart, I will practise the insinuating nod, and be off to them most counterfeitly; that is, sir, I will counterfeit the bewitchments of some popular man, and give it bountifully to the desirers. Therefore, beseech you, I may be consul. 4 Cit. We hope to find you our friend; and therefore give you our voices heartily. 3 Cit. You have received many wounds for your country. Cor. I will not seal your knowledge with showing them. I will make much of your voices, and so trouble you no further. Both Cit. The gods give you joy, sir, heartily! [Exe. Cor. Most sweet voices !— Better is it to die, better to starve, Than crave the hire which first we do deserve. Their needless vouches? Custom calls me to't :- To one that would do thus.-I am half through; Here come more voices, Your voices for your voices I have fought; I have seen, and heard of; for your voices, have [9] I will not strengthen or complete your knowledge. The seal is that which gives authenticity to a writing. JOHNSON. [1] Mr. Steevens is clearly right, in supposing the allusion to be to the "wolf in sheep's clothing" not indeed that Coriolanus means to call himself a wolf; but merely to say, "Why should I stand here playing the bypocrite, and simulating the bumility which is not in my nature.” RITSON. Indeed, I would be consul. 5 Cit. He has done nobly, and cannot go without any honest man's voice. 6 Cit. Therefore let him be consul: The gods give him joy, and make him good friend to the people! All. Amen, amen. God save thee, noble consul! Cor. Worthy voices! [Exeunt Citizens. Enter MENENIUS, with BRUTUS, and SICINIUS. Men. You have stood your limitation; and the tribunes Endue you with the people's voice: Remains, That, in the official marks invested, you Anon do meet the senate. Cor. Is this done? Sic. The custom of request you have discharg'd: The people do admit you; and are summon'd To meet anon, upon your approbation. Cor. Where? at the senate-house? Sic. There, Coriolanus. Cor. May I change these garments? Sic. You may, sir. Cor. That I'll straight do; and, knowing myself agai Repair to the senate-house. Men. I'll keep you company.-Will you along? Bru. We stay here for the people. Sic. Fare you well. [Exeunt COR. and MEN. -He has it now; and, by his looks, methinks, 'Tis warm at his heart. Bru. With a proud heart he wore His humble weeds: Will you dismiss the people? Re-enter Citizens. Sic. How now, my masters? have you chose this man ? 1 Cit. He has our voices, sir. Bru. We pray the gods, he may deserve your loves. 2 Cit. Amen, sir: To my poor unworthy notice, He mock'd us, when he begg'd our voices. 3 Cit. Certainly, he flouted us down-right. 1 Cit. No, 'tis his kind of speech, he did not mock us. 2 Cit. Not one amongst us, save yourself, but says He us❜d us scornfully: he should have show'd us His marks of merit, wounds receiv'd for his country. Sic. Why, so he did, I am sure. Cit. No; no man saw 'em. [Several speak. [in private ; 3 Cit. He said, he had wounds, which he could show And with his hat, thus waving it in scorn, I would be consul, says he aged custom, But by your voices, will not so permit me; Your voices therefore: When we granted that, Here was, I thank you for your voices, thank you, Your most sweet voices :-now you have left your voices I have no further with you :-Was not this mockery? Sic. Why, either, you were ignorant to see't?* Or, seeing it, of such childish friendliness To yield your voices? Bru. Could you not have told him, As you were lesson'd,-When he had no power, He was your enemy; ever spake against Sic. Thus to have said, As you were fore-advis'd, had touch'd his spirit, Tying him to aught; so, putting him to rage, Bru. Did you perceive, He did solicit you in free contempt, When he did need your loves; and do you think, That his contempt shall not be bruising to you, When he hath power to crush? Why, had your bodies No heart among you? Or had you tongues, to cry [2] Did you want knowledge to discern it? JOHNSON. That is, with contempt open and unrestrained JOHNSON. Against the rectorship of judgment? Sic. Have you, Ere now, deny'd the asker? and, now again, 3 Cit. He's not confirm'd, we may deny him yet. I'll have five hundred voices of that sound. 1 Cit. I twice five hundred, and their friends to piece 'em. Bru. Get you hence instantly; and tell those friends, They have chose a consul, that will from them take Their liberties; make them of no more voice Than dogs, that are as often beat for barking, As therefore kept to do so. Sic. Let them assemble; And, on a safer judgment, all revoke A fault on us, your tribunes; that we labour'd Cic. Say, you chose him More after our commandment, than as guided Than what you should, made you against the grain Bru. Ay, spare us not. Say, we read lectures to you, How youngly he began to serve his country, How long continued: and what stock he springs of, The noble house o'the Marcians; from whence came Your voices that hitherto have been solicited. STEEVENS. JOHNSON. ; |