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To the people, - Coriolanus, patience!

I could beat forty of them.
Speak, good Sicinius!

Men. I could myself
Sic. Hear me, people; - peace!

Take up a brace of the best of them: yea, the two
Cit. Let's hear our tribune:- peace ! Speak,speak, tribunes.
speak!

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
Men. Fye, fye, fye!

Like interrupted waters, and o'erbear
This is the way to kindle, not to quench.

What they are us’d to bear.
1 Sen. To unbuild the city, and to lay all flat. Men. Pray you, be gone!
Sic. What is the city, but the people?

I'll try whether my old wit be in request
Cit. True,

With those that have but little; this must be patch il
The people are the city.

With cloth of any colour.
Bru. By the consent of all, we were establish'd Com. Nay, come away!
The people's magistrates.

[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 :
Cor. That is the way to lay the city flat;

He would not flatter Neptune for his trident,
To bring the roof to the foundation ;

Or Jove for his power to thunder. His lieart's his
And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges,

mouth: In heaps and piles of ruin.

What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent;
Sia. This deserves death.

And, being angry, does forget that ever
Bru. Or let us stand to our authority,

He heard the name of death. (4 noise within.
Or let us lose it. - We do here pronounce, Here's goodly work!
Upon the part o'the people, in whose power 2 Pat. I would they were a-bed!
We were elected theirs, Marcius is worthy

Men. I would they were in Tyber! - What, the
Of present death.

vengeance,
Sic. Therefore, lay hold of him ;

Could he not speak them fair?
Bear him to the rock Tarpeian, and from thence Re-enter BRUTUS and SICINUS, with the Rabble.
Into destruction cast him.

Sic. Where is this viper,
Bru. Aediles, seize him!

That would depopulate the city, and
Cit. Yield, Marcius, yield !

Be every man himself?
Men. Hear me one word !

Men. You worthy tribunes,
Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word !

Sic. He shall be thrown down the Tarpeian rock
Aed. Peace, peace!

With rigorous hands; he hath resisted law,
Men. Be that you seem, truly your country's friend, and therefore law shall scorn him further trial
And temperately proceed to what you would Than the severity of the public power,
Thus violently redress.

Which he so sets at nougbt.
Bru. Sir, those cold ways,

1 Cit. He shall well know,
That seem like prudent helps, are very poisonous The noble tribunes are the people's moutlıs,
Where the disease is violent. -- Lay hands upon him, and we their hands.
And bear him to the rock.

Cit. He shall, sure on't. (Several speak together.
Cor. No; I'll die here! [ Drawing his sword. Men. Sir, -
There's some among you have beheld me fighting; Sic. Peace!
Come, try upon yourselves, what you have seen me. Men. Do not cry, havock, where you should but
Men. Down with that sword! — Tribunes, withdraw hunt
a while.

With modest warrant.
Bru. Lay hands upon him!

Sic. Sir, how comes it, that you
Men. Help! help Marcius! help,

Have holp to make this rescue?
You that be noble; help him, young, and old ! Men. Hear me speak! -
Cit. Down with him, down with him!

As I do know the consul's worthiness,
[In this mutiny, the Tribunes, the Ae- So can I name his faults ;-

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!
2 Sen. Get you gone!

Cit. No, no, no, no, no.
Cor. Stand fast;

Men. If, by the tribunes' leave, and yours, good
We have as many friends, as enemies.

people, Men. Shall it be put to that?

I

may be heard, I'd crave a word or two;
1 Sen. The gods forbid !

The which shall turn you to no further harm,
I prythee, noble friend, home to thy house; Than so much loss of time.
Leave us to cure this cause,

Sic. Speak briefly then ;
Men. For 'tis a sore upon us !

For we are peremptory, to dispatch
You cannot tent yourself. Begone, 'beseech you! This viperous traitor: to eject him hence,
Com. Come, sir, along with us.

Were but one danger; and, to keep him here,
Cor. I would they were barbarians, (as they are, Our certain death; therefore it is decreed,
Though in Rome litter'd,) not Romans, as they are not, He dies to-night.
Though calv'd i'the porch o'the Capitol,) – Men. Now the good gods forbid,

That our renowned Rome, whose gratitnde
Pat not your worthy rage into your tongue;

Towards her deserved children is enroll'd
On time will owe another.

In Jove's own book, like an unnatural dam,
Cor. On fair ground

Should now eat up her own!

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Sic. He's a disease, that must be cut away. Why did you wish me milder? Would yon have me
Men. 0, he's a limb, that has but a distase; False to my nature? Rather say, I play
Mortal, to cut it off; to cure it, easy.

The man I am.
What has he done to Rome, that's worthy death? Vol. O, sir, sir, sir,
Killing our enemies? The blood he hath lost, I would have had you put your power

well

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,
Sic. This is clean kam.

You had not show'd them how you were dispos'd,
Bru. Merely awry. When he did love his country, Ere they lack'd power to cross you.
It honour'd him.

Cor. Let them hang.
Men. Tlie service of the foot

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.
This tiger-footed rage, when it shall find

Vol. Pray be counsel'd:
The harm of unscanu'd swiftness, will, too late, I have a heart as little apt as yours,
Tie leaden pounds to his heels. Proceed by process; But yet a brain, that leads my use of anger
Lest parties (as he is belov’d) break out,

To better vantage.
And sack great Rome with Romans.

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,
Our dediles smote ? ourselves resisted ? -- Come! Which I can scarcely bear,

Men. Consider this; - He has been bred i'the wars Cor. What must I do?
Since he could draw a sword, and is ill school'd Men. Return to the tribunes.
Iu boulted language; meal and bran together Cor. Well,
He throws without distinction. Give me leave, What then? what then?
I'll go to him, and undertake to bring him

Men. Repent what you have spoke
Where he shall answer, by a lawful form,

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. -
Enter VOLUMNIA.

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,

1

Not what is dangerous present, bat the loss Mother, I am going to the market-place ;
Of what is past.

Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their loves,
Vol. I pr’ythee now, my son,

Cog their hearts from them, and come home belor'd
Go to them, with this bonnet in thy hand; of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going :
And thus far having stretch'd it, (here be with them,) Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul;
Thy knee bussing the stones, (for in such business Or never trust to what my tongue can do
Action is eloquence, and the eyes of the ignorant, l'he way of flattery, further.
More learned than their ears,) waving thy head, Vol. Do your will.

[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
Now will not hold the handling: or, say to them, With accusations, as I hear, more strong,
Thou art their soldier, and being bred in broils, Than are upon you yet.
Hast not the soft way, which, thou dost confess, Cor. The word is, mildly, — Pray you, let us go :
Were fit for thee to use, as they to claim,

Let them accuse me by invention, I
In asking their good loves; but thou wilt frame Will answer in mine honour.
Thyself, forsooth, hereafter theirs, so far

Men. Ay, but mildly.
As thou hast power and person.

Cor. Well, mildly be it then; mildly! (Exeunt.
Men. This but done,
Even as she speaks, why, all their hearts were yours;

SCENE II.— The same. The Forum.
For they have pardous, being ask'd, as free

Enter SICIxius and BRCTUS.
As words to little purpose.

Bru. In this point charge him home, that he affects
Vol. Pr’ythee, now,

Tyrannical power: if he evade us there,
Go, and be rul’d : although, I know, thou had'st rather Enforce him with his envy to the people;
Follow thine enemy in a fiery gulph,

And that the spoil, got on the Antiates,
Than flatter him in a bower. Here is Cominius. Was ne'er distributed.-
Enter Co MINIUS.

Enter an Aedile.
Com. I have been i'the market-place: and, sir, What, will he come?
'tis fit

ded. He's coming.
You make strong party, or defend yourself
By calmness, or by absence; all's in anger.

Bru. How accompanied ?

ded. With old Menenius, and those senators
Men. Only fair speech.
Com. I think, 'twill serve, if he

That always favour'd him.
Can thereto frame his spirit.

Sic. Have you a catalogue

Of all the voices that we have procur'd,
Vol. He must, and will:

Set down by the poll?
Pr’ythee, now, say, you will, and go about it.
Cor. Must I go show them my unbarb'd sconce? Aed. I have; 'tis ready, here.

Sic. Have you collected them by tribes ?
Must I

ded. I have.
With my base tongue give to my noble heart
A lie, that it must bear? Well, I will do't:

Sic. Assemble presently the people hither :
Yet were there but this single plot to lose,

And when they hear me say, it shall be so
This mould of Marcius, they to dust should grind it, for death, for fine, or banishment, then let them,

I'the right and strength o'the commons, be it either
And throw it against the wind. To the market-

If I say, fine, cry fine; if death, cry death;
place:

Insisting on the old prerogative
You have put me now to such a part, which never
I shall discharge to the life.

And power i'the truth o'the cause.

Aed. I shall inform them.
Com. Come, come, we'll prompt you.
Vol. I pr’ythee now, sweet son; as thou hast said, Let them not cease, but with a din confus'd

Bru. And when such time they have begnn to cry,
My praises made thee first a soldier, so,
To have my praise for this, perform a part

Enforce the present execution

Of what we chance to sentence.
Thou hast not done before.
Cor. Well, I must do't:

Aed. Very well.
Away, my disposition, and possess me

Sic. Made them be strong, and ready for this hint,
Some harlot's spirit! My throat of war be turn’d,

When we shall hap to give't them.
Bru. Go about it. –

(Exit Aellile.
Which quired with my drum, into a pipe
Small as an eunuch, or the virgin voice

Put him to choler straight: he hath been us'd
That babies lulls asleep! The smiles of knaves

Ever to conqner, and to have his worth
Tent in my cheeks; and school-boys' tears take up

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
Make motion through my lips; and my arm'd knees, With us to break his neck.

What's in his heart; and that is there, which looks
Who bow'd but in my stirrop, bend like his
That hath receiv'd an alms! - will not do't: Enter CORIOLANUS, Meserius, Comisius, Senators,
Lest I surccase to honour mine own truth,

and Patricians.
And, by my body's action, teach my mind

Sic. Well, here he comes.
A most inherent baseness.

Men. Calmly, I do beseech you.
Vol. At thy choice then:

Cor. Ay, as an ostler, that for the poorest piece
To beg of thee, it is my more dishonour,

Will bear the knave by the volume. - The honour'd
Than thou of them. Come all to ruin; let

gods
Thy mother rather feel thy pride, than fear Keep Rome in safety, and the chairs of justice
Thy dangerous stoutness : for I mock at death Supplied with worthy men! plant love among us!
With as big heart as thou. Do as thou list. Throng our large temples with the shows of peace,
Thy valiantness was mine, thou suck'dst it from me; And not our streets with war!
But owe thy pride thyself.

1 Sen. Amen, amen!
Cor. Pray, be content;

Men. A noble wish.

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Re-enter Aedile, with Citizens. Envied against the people, seeking means

W?
Sic. Draw near, ye people!

To pluck away their power; as now at last
Acd. List to your tribunes ; audience. Peace, I say! Given hostile strokes, and that not in the presence

AD
Cor. First, hear me speak.

Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers
Both Tri. Well, say ! - Peace, ho!
That do distribute it; in the name o'the people,

Th
Cor. Shall I be charg'd no further than this present? And in the power of us the tribunes, we,

Vi
Must all determine here?
Even from this instant, banish him our city;

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Sic. I do demand,

In peril of precipitation
If
you
submit you to the people's voices, From off the rock Tarpeian, never more

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Allow their officers, and are content
To enter our Rome gates. I'the people's name,

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To suffer lawful censure for such faults

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say,
it shall be so.

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As shall be prov'd upon you?

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.

THI
Cor. Scratches with briars,

Com. Let me speak!
Scars to move laughter only.
I have been consul, and can show from Rome,

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
Sic. We charge you, that you have contriv'd to take As the dead carcasses of unburied men
From Rome all seasou'd office, and to wind That do corrupt my air, I banish you;
Yourself into a power tyrannical;

And here remain with your uncertainty!
For which, you are a traitor to the people. Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts !
Cor. How! Traitor ?

Your enemies, with nodding of their plames,
Men. Nay, temperately! Yoar promise!

Fan you into despair! llave the power
Cor. The fires i'the lowest hell fold in the people! To banish your defenders; till, at length,
Call me their traitor! - Thou injurious tribine! Your ignorance, (which finds not, till it feels,
Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths, Making not reservation of yourselves,
In thy hands clutch'd as many millions, in (Still your own foes,) deliver you, as most
Thy lying tongue both numbers, I would say, Abated captives, to some nation
Thou liest, unto thee, with a voice as free, That won you without blows ! Despising,
As I do pray the gods.

For you, the city, thus I tura my back:
Sic. Mark you this, people?

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

is

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

up

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! -
Bru. I talk of that, that know it.
Cor. You ?

Men. Is this
The promise that you made your mother?

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

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When most struck home, being gentle wounded, Enter Volumnia, Virgilia, and Menerits.

Here comes his mother.
A noble cunning: you were us'd to load mo

Sic. Let's not meet her.
With precepts, that would make invincible

Bru. Why?
The heart that conn'd them.

Sic. They say, she's mad.
Vir. O heavens! O heavens!

Bru. They have ta’en note of us :
Cor. Nay, I pr’ythee, woman,

Keep on your way:
Vol. Now the red pestilence strike all trades in Rome, Vol. O, you're well met! The hoarded plague o’the
And occupations perish!

gods
Cor. What, what, what!

Requite your love!
I shall be lov’d, when I am lack’d. Nay, mother, Men. Peace peace! be not so loud.
Resume that spirit, when you were won't to say, Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should hear, -
If you had been the wife of Hercules,

you
shall hear some. -

-Will you be gone?
Six of his labours you'd have done, and sav'd

[To Brutus. Your husband so much sweat. Cominius,

Vir. You shall stay too. [To Sicin.] I would, I had
Droop not; adieu !-- Farewell, my

mother!
I'll do well yet. - Thou old and true Menenius, To say so to my husband.
Thy tears are salter, than a younger man's,

Sic. Are you mankind?
And venomous to thine eyes. — My sometime general, Vol. Ay, fool; is that a shame?- Note but this fool.-
I have seen thee stern, and thou hast oft beheld Was not a man my father? Hadst thou foxship
Heart-hard’ning spectacles; tell these sad women, To banish him that struck more blows for ome
'Tis fond to wail inevitable strokes,

Than thou hast spoken words?
As 'tis to laugh at them. — My mother, you wot well, Sic. O blessed heavens !
My hazards still have been your solace: and Vol. More noble blows, than ever thou wise words;
Believe't not lightly, (though I go alone,

And for Rome's good.- I'll tell thee what;--yet go! -
Like to a lonely dragon, that his fen

Nay, but thou shalt stay too: - I would my son
Makes fear'd, and talk'd of more than seen,) your son Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him,
Will, or exceed the common, or be caught

His good sword in his hand.
With cautelous baits and practice.

Sic. What then?
Vol. My first son,

Vir. What then?
Whither wilt thou go? Take good Cominius He'd make an end of thy posterity.
With thee a-while: determine on some course, Vol. Bastards, and all. -
More than a wild exposture to each chance Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome!
That starts i'the way before thee.

Men. Come, come, peace!
Cor. O the gods !

Sic. I would he had continued to his country,
Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thee As he began; and not unknit himself
Where thou shalt rest, that thou may'st hear of us, The noble knot he made.
And we of thee: so, if the time thrust forth

Bru. I would he had.
A cause for thy repeal, we shall not send

Vol. I would he had ? 'Twas you incens'd the rabble :
O’er the vast world, to seek a single man;

Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth,
And lose advantage, which doth ever cool

As I can of those mysteries which heaven
L’the absence of the needer.

Will not have earth to know.
Cor. Farc ye well! -

Bru. Pray, let us go!
Thou hast years upon thee; and thou art too full Vol. Now, pray, sir, get you gone!
Of the wars' surfeits, to go rove with one

You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, liear this:
That's yet unbruis'd: bring me but out at gate. As far as doth the Capitol exceed
Come, my sweet wife, my dearest mother, and The meanest house in Rome ; so far, my son,
My friends of noble touch, when I am forth, (This lady's husband here, this, do you see,)
Bid me farewell, and smile. I pray you, come! Whom you have banish’d, does exceed you all.
While I remain above the ground, you shall Bru. Well, well, we'll leave you.
Hear from me still: and never of me aught

Sic. Why stay we to be baited
But what is like me formerly.

With one that wants her wits?
Men. That's worthily

l'ol. Take my prayers with you !
As any ear can hear. — Come, let's not weep! - I would the gods had nothing else to do,
If I could shake off but one seven years

(Exeunt Tribunes.
From these old arms and legs, by the good ris, Bat to confirm my curses ! Could I meet them
I'd with thee every foot.

But once a day, it would unclog my heart
Cor. Give me thy hand! -

of what lies heavy to't.
Come!

(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!
Sic. Bid them all home; he's gone, and we'll no Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do,
further. -

In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come!
The nobility are vex'd, who, we see, have sided Men. Fye, fye, fye!

(Exeunt.
In his behalf.
Bru. Now we have shown our power,

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.
Say, their great enemy is gone, and they

Vol. It is so, sir; truly, I have forgot you.
Stand in their ancient strength.

Rom. I am a Roman; and my services are, as you
Bru. Dismiss them home.
[Exit Aedile. are, against them. Know you me yet?

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