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To the people, - Coriolanus, patience!
I could beat forty of them.
Men. I could myself
Take up a brace of the best of them: yea, the two
Com. But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic; Sic. You are at point to lose your liberties : And manhood is callid foolery, when it stands Marcius would have all from you ; Marcius, Against a falling fabric. – Will you hence, Whom late you have nam’s for consul.
Before the tag return? whose rage doth reud
Like interrupted waters, and o'erbear
What they are us’d to bear.
I'll try whether my old wit be in request
With those that have but little; this must be patch il
With cloth of any colour.
[Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, and Others. Cit. You so remain.
1 Pat. This man has marr'd his fortune. Men. And so are like to do.
Men. His nature is too noble for the world :
He would not flatter Neptune for his trident,
Or Jove for his power to thunder. His lieart's his
mouth: In heaps and piles of ruin.
What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent;
And, being angry, does forget that ever
He heard the name of death. (4 noise within.
Men. I would they were in Tyber! - What, the
Could he not speak them fair?
Sic. Where is this viper,
That would depopulate the city, and
Be every man himself?
Men. You worthy tribunes,
Sic. He shall be thrown down the Tarpeian rock
With rigorous hands; he hath resisted law,
Which he so sets at nougbt.
1 Cit. He shall well know,
Cit. He shall, sure on't. (Several speak together.
With modest warrant.
Sic. Sir, how comes it, that you
Have holp to make this rescue?
As I do know the consul's worthiness,
diles, and the people, are all beat in. Sic. Consul!- what consal? Men. Go, get you to your house; be gone, away! Men. The consul Coriolanus. All will be naught else.
Bru. He a consul!
Cit. No, no, no, no, no.
Men. If, by the tribunes' leave, and yours, good
people, Men. Shall it be put to that?
may be heard, I'd crave a word or two;
The which shall turn you to no further harm,
Sic. Speak briefly then ;
For we are peremptory, to dispatch
Were but one danger; and, to keep him here,
That our renowned Rome, whose gratitnde
Towards her deserved children is enroll'd
In Jove's own book, like an unnatural dam,
Should now eat up her own!
Men. Be gone;
Sic. He's a disease, that must be cut away. Why did you wish me milder? Would yon have me
The man I am.
on, (Which, I dare voueh, is more than that he hath,
had worn it out, By many an ounce,) he dropp'd it for his country:
Cor. Let go. And, what is left, to lose it by his country,
Vol. You might have been enough the man you are, Were to is all, that do't, and sufl'er it,
With striving less to be so: lesser had been A brand to the end o'the world.
The thwartings of your dispositions,
You had not show'd them how you were dispos'd,
Cor. Let them hang.
Vol. Ay, and burn too. Being once gangren'd, is not then respected
Enter Mexerius, and Senators. For what before it was?
Men. Come, come, you have been too rough, soneBru. We'll hear no more!
thing too rough; Pursue him to his house, and pluck him thence; You must return, and mend it. Lest his infection, being of catching nature,
1 Sen. There's no remedy; Spread further.
Unless, by not so doing, our good city Men. One word more, one word!
Cleave in the midst, and perish.
Vol. Pray be counsel'd:
To better vantage.
Men. Well said, noble womav; Bru. If it were so,
Before he should thus stoop to the herd, but that Sic. What do ye talk?
The violent fit o'the time craves it as physic Have we not had a taste of his obedience?
For the whole state, I would put mine armour on,
Men. Consider this; - He has been bred i'the wars Cor. What must I do?
Men. Repent what you have spoke
Cor. For them? -I cannot do it to the gods; (In peace) to his utmost peril.
Must I then do't to them? 1 Sen. Noble tribunes,
Vol. You are too absolute; It is the humane way: the other course
Though therein you can never be too noble, Will prove too bloody; and the end of it But when extremities speak. I have heard you say, Unknown to the beginning.
Honour and policy, like unsever'd friends, $ic. Noble Menenius,
l'the war do grow together: grant that, and tell me, Be
la then as the people's oNicer:you
peace, what each of them by th’ other lose, Masters, lay down your weapons.
That they combine not there. Bru. Go not home.
Cor. Tush, tush! Sic. Aleet on the market-place. We'll attend you Men. A good demand. there:
Vol. If it be honour, in your wars, to seem Where, if you bring not Marcius, we'll proceed The same you are not, (which, for your best ends, In our first way.
You adopt your policy,) how is it less, or worse, Men. I'll bring him to you:
That it shall hold companionship in peace Let me desire your company. [To the Senators.] With honour, as in war; since that to both He must come,
It stands in like request ? Or what is worst will follow.
Cor. Why force you this? 1 Sen., Pray you, let's to him!
[Exeunt. vol. Because that now it lies you on to speak
To the people; not by your own instruction, SCENE II. - A room in CORIOLANUS's house. Nor by the matter which your heart prompts yon to, Enter CORIOLANUs, and Patricians,
But with such words that are but roted in Cor. Let thens pull all about mine ears ; present me Your tongne, though but bastards, and syllables Death on the wheel, or at wild horses' heels; Of no allowance, to your bosom's truth. Or pile ten hills on the Tarpeian rock,
Now, this no more dishonours you at all, That the precipitation might down stretch
Than to take in a town with gentle words, Below the beam of sight, yet will I still,
Which else would put you to your fortane, and Be thus to them.
The hazard of mach blood. -
I would dissemble with my nature, where 1 Pat. Tou do the nobler.
My fortunes, and my friends, at stake, requir'd Cor. I muse, my mother
I should do so in honour : Iam in this, Does not approve me further, who was wont Your wife, your son, these senators, the nobles; To call them woollen vassals, things created And you will rather show our general lowts To buy and sell with groats; to show bare heads How you can frown, than spend a fawn upon there, In congregations, to yawn, be still, and wonder, For the inheritance of their loves, and safeguard When one but of my ordinance stood up
of what that want might ruin. To speak of peace, or war. I talk of you;
Men. Noble lady! [ To 'volumnia. Come, go with us; speak fair: you may salre so,
Not what is dangerous present, bat the loss Mother, I am going to the market-place ;
Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their loves,
Cog their hearts from them, and come home belor'd
[Exit. Which often, thus, correcting thy stout heart, Com. Away, the tribunes do attend you : arm yourself That humble, as the ripest mulberry,
To answer mildly; for they are prepar'd
Let them accuse me by invention, I
Men. Ay, but mildly.
Cor. Well, mildly be it then; mildly! (Exeunt.
SCENE II.— The same. The Forum.
Enter SICIxius and BRCTUS.
Bru. In this point charge him home, that he affects
Tyrannical power: if he evade us there,
And that the spoil, got on the Antiates,
Enter an Aedile.
ded. He's coming.
Bru. How accompanied ?
ded. With old Menenius, and those senators
That always favour'd him.
Sic. Have you a catalogue
Of all the voices that we have procur'd,
Set down by the poll?
Sic. Have you collected them by tribes ?
ded. I have.
Sic. Assemble presently the people hither :
And when they hear me say, it shall be so
I'the right and strength o'the commons, be it either
If I say, fine, cry fine; if death, cry death;
Insisting on the old prerogative
And power i'the truth o'the cause.
Aed. I shall inform them.
Bru. And when such time they have begnn to cry,
Enforce the present execution
Of what we chance to sentence.
Aed. Very well.
Sic. Made them be strong, and ready for this hint,
When we shall hap to give't them.
Put him to choler straight: he hath been us'd
Ever to conqner, and to have his worth
of contradiction. Being once chaf'd, he cannot The glasses of my sight! A beggar's tongue
Be rein'd again to temperance; then he speaks
What's in his heart; and that is there, which looks
Sic. Well, here he comes.
Men. Calmly, I do beseech you.
Cor. Ay, as an ostler, that for the poorest piece
Will bear the knave by the volume. - The honour'd
1 Sen. Amen, amen!
Men. A noble wish.
1 1 1
Re-enter Aedile, with Citizens. Envied against the people, seeking means
To pluck away their power; as now at last
Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers
In peril of precipitation
Cit. It shall be so,
Re: Cor. I am content.
It shall be so! let him away! he's banish'd, Men, Lo, citizens, he says, he is content: And so it shall be.
sis The warlike service he has done, consider; Com. Hear me, my masters, and my conmoa
Yo Think on the wounds his body bears, which show friends;
DI Like graves i'the holy churchyard.
Sic. He's sentenc'd: no more hearing.
Com. Let me speak!
AD Men, Consider further,
11 Her enemies' marks upon me. I do love That when he speaks not like a citizen,
My country's good, with a respect more tender, You find him like a soldier. Do not take
More holy, and profound, than mine own life, His rougher accents for malicious sounds, My dear wife's estimate, her womb's increase,
N But, as I say, such as become a soldier,
And treasure of my loins: then if I would Rather than envy you.
Speak that Com. Well, well, no more.
Sic. We know your drift. Speak what? Cor. What is the matter,
Bru. There's no more to be said, but he is banish'd, That being pass'd for consul with full voice,
As enemy to the people, and his country: I am so dishonour'd, that the very hour
Jt shall be so. You take it off again?
Cit. It shall be so, it shall be so!' Sic. Answer to us.
Cor. You common cry of curs ! whose breath I hate Cor. Say then: 'tis true, I ought so.
As reek o'the rotten fens, whose loves I prize
And here remain with your uncertainty!
Your enemies, with nodding of their plames,
Fan you into despair! llave the power
For you, the city, thus I tura my back:
There is a world elsewhere. Cit. To the rock with him; to the rock with him! (Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, Meneniui, Sic. Peace!
Senators, and Patricians. We need not put new matter to his charge: ded. The people's enemy
gone, is gone! What you have seen him do, and heard him speak, Cit. Our enemy's banish’å! he is gone! Hoo! he Beating your officers, cursing yourselves,
[The People shout, and throw
their Opposing laws with strokes, and here defying Sic. Go, see him out at gates, and follow hit Those whose great power must try him ; even this, As he hath follow'd you, with all despite; So criminal, and in such capital kind,
Give him deserv'd vexation. Let a guard Deserves the extremest death.
Attend us through the city. Bru. But since he hath
City, Come, come, let us see him out Serv'd well for Rome,
come! Cor. What do you prate of service?
The gods preserve our noble tribunes! -
Men. Is this
A CT IV. Com. Know,
SCENE I. — The same. Before the ga I pray you,
Enter CORIOLANUS, VOLUSINA, VIR Cor. I'll know no further:
Comisius, and several young Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death, Cor. Come, leave your tears; a Vagabond exile, flaying. Pent to linger
the beast Bat with a grain a day, I would not buy
With many heads butts me away Their mercy at the price of one fair word;
Where is your ancient courage Nor check my courage for what they can give, To say, extremity was the trier To have't with saying, Good morrow.
That common chances commo Sic. For that he has
That, when the sea was calm. (As much as in him lies) from time to time
Show'd mastership in floatin
When most struck home, being gentle wounded, Enter Volumnia, Virgilia, and Menerits.
Here comes his mother.
Sic. Let's not meet her.
Sic. They say, she's mad.
Bru. They have ta’en note of us :
Keep on your way:
Requite your love!
-Will you be gone?
[To Brutus. Your husband so much sweat. Cominius,
Vir. You shall stay too. [To Sicin.] I would, I had
Sic. Are you mankind?
Than thou hast spoken words?
And for Rome's good.- I'll tell thee what;--yet go! -
Nay, but thou shalt stay too: - I would my son
His good sword in his hand.
Sic. What then?
Vir. What then?
Men. Come, come, peace!
Sic. I would he had continued to his country,
Bru. I would he had.
Vol. I would he had ? 'Twas you incens'd the rabble :
Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth,
As I can of those mysteries which heaven
Will not have earth to know.
Bru. Pray, let us go!
You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, liear this:
Sic. Why stay we to be baited
With one that wants her wits?
l'ol. Take my prayers with you !
But once a day, it would unclog my heart
of what lies heavy to't.
(Exeunt. Men. You have told them home,
And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll sap with me? SCENE II. The same. A street near the gate. Vol. Avger's my meat; I sup upon myself,
Enter Socinius, BRUTUs and an Aedile. And so shall starve with feeding. — Come, let's go!
In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come!
SCENE I. - A highway between Rome and Antium. Let us seem humbler after it is done,
Enter a Roman and a Volce, meeting. Than when it was a doing.
Rom. I know you well, sir, and you know me: your Sic. Bid them home:
name, I think, is Adrian.
Vol. It is so, sir; truly, I have forgot you.
Rom. I am a Roman; and my services are, as you