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Sic. This is most likely!
Com. You have brought Bru. Rais'd only, that the weaker sort may A trembling upon Rome, such as was never Good Marcius home again.
(wish So incapable of help: Sic. The very trick on't.
Tri. Say not, we brought it. Men. This is unlikely:
Men. How! 'Was it we? We lov'd him; but, He and Aufidius can no more atone, *
(ters, Than violentest contrariety.
And cowardly nobles, gave way to your clusEnter another Messenger.
Who did hoot him out o'the city.
Com. But, I fear, Mess. You are sent for to the senate:
They'll roar him in again. Tullus Aufidius, A fearful army, led by Caius Marcius,
The second name of men, obeys his points Associated with Aufidius, rages
As if he were his officer:- Desperation Upon our territories; and have already,
Is all the policy, strength, and defence, O'erborne their way, consum'd with fire, and That Rome can make against them. What lay before them.
Enter a Troop of Citizens.
Men. Here come the clusters.-
And is Aufidius with him ?-You are they Com. You have holp to ravish your own
That made the air unwholesome, when you
cast daughters, and To melt the city leads upon your pates;
Your stinking, greasy caps, in hooting at To see your wives dishonour'd to your And not a hair upon a soldier's head,
Coriolanus' exile. Now he's coming; Men. What's the news? what's the news?
Which will not prove a whip; as many cos. Com. Your temples burn’d in their cement;
As you threw caps up, will he tumble down, Your franchises, whereon you stood, confin'd
And pay you for your voices. 'Tis no matter; Into an augre's bore.
If he could burn us all into one coal, Men. Pray now, your news ?
We have deserv'd it. You have made fair work, I fear me :-Pray,
Cit. 'Faith, we hear fearful news.
1 Cit. For mine own part, your news? If Marcius should be join'd with Volcians,
When I said, banish him, I said, 'twas pity. Com. If!
2 Cit. And so did I. He is their god; he leads them like a thing
3 Cit. And so did I; and, to say the truth, Made by some other deity than nature,
so did very many of us: That we did, we did That shapes man better: and they follow him, ed to his banishment, yet it was against our
for the best: and though we willingly consentAgainst us brats, with no less confidence,
will. Than boys pursuing suminer butterflies, Or butchers killing flies.
Com. You are goodly things, you voices! Men. You have made good work,
Men. You have made You, and your apron men; you that stood so Good work, you and your cry!*-Shall us to Upon the voice of occupation, and [much
the Capitol? The breath of garlic-eaters!
Com. O, ay; what else? Com. He will shake
[Exeunt Com. and Men, Your Rome about your ears.
Sic. Go, masters, get you home, be not disMen. As Hercules
may'd; Did shake down mellow fruit: You have made These are a side, that would be glad to have fair work!
This true, which they so seem to fear. Go Bru. But is this true, Sir ?
And show no sign of fear.
(home, Com. Ay; and you'll look pale
1 Cit. Tbe gods be good to us! Come, masBefore you find it other. All the regions
ters, let's home. I ever said, we were i'the Do smilingly revolt;ş and, who resist,
wrong, when we banished him. Are only mock'd for valiant ignorance,
2 Cit. So did we all. But come, let's home. And perish constant fools. Who is't can blame
Bru. I do not like this news. him? Your enemies, and his, find something in him.
Sic, Nor I. Mer. We are all undone, unless
Bru. Let's to the Capitol :-Would, balf The noble man have mercy.
my wealth Com. Who shall ask it?
Would buy this for a lie! The tribunes cannot do't for shame; the people
Sic. Pray, let us go.
(Exeunt. Deserve such pity of him, as the wolf Does of the shepherds: for his best friends, SCENE VII.--4 Camp, at a small distance if they
from Rome. Should say, Be good to Rome, they charg'a him As those should do that had deserv'd his hate, Enter AUFIDIUS, and his LIEUTENANT. And therein show'd like enemies. Men. 'Tis true:
Auf. Do they still fly to the Roman? If he were putting to my house the brand Lieu. I do not know what witchcraft's in That should consume it, I have not the face
him; but To 'Beseech you, cease.-You have made Your soldiers nse him as the grace 'fore meat, fair hands,
Their talk at table, and their thanks at end; You, and your crafts! you have crafted fair! And you are darkén’d in this action, Sir,
Even by your own. * Unite. 7 A sinal round hole, an augre is a carpenter's tool. Mechanics. Revolt with pleasure.
*Pack, alluding to a pack of hounds.
Auf. I cannot help it now;
But what o'tbat? Go, you that banish'd him, Unless, by using means, I lame the foot A mile before his tent fall down, and kneel Of our design. He bears himself more proud- The way into his mercy: Nay, if he coy'd* lier
To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home. Even to my person, than I thought he would, Com. He would not seem to know me. When first I did embrace him: Yet his nature Men. Do you hear? In that's no changeling; and I must excuse Com. Yet one time he did call me by my What cannot be amended,
name: Lieu. Yet I wish, Sir,
I urg'd our old acquaintance, and the drops (I mean for your particular,) you had not That we have bled together. Coriolanus Join'd in commission with him : but either He would not answer to : forbad all pames ; Had borne the action of yourself, or else He was a kind of nothing, titleless, To him had left it solely.
Till he had forg'd himself a name i'the fire Auf, I understand thee well; and be thou of burning Rome. sure,
(not Men. Why, so; you have made good work: When he shall come to his account, he knows A pair of tribunes that have rack'df for Rome, What I can urge against him. Although it To make coals cheap: A noble memory !! seems,
Com. I minded him, how royal 'twas to And so he thinks, and is no less apparent
pardon To the vulgar eye, that he bears all things When it was less expected : He replied, fairly,
[state; It was a bare petition of a state And shows good husbandry for the Volcian To ope whom they had punish’d. Fights dragon-like, and does achieve as soon Men. Very well : As draw his sword : yet he hath left undone Could he say less ? That, which shall break his neck, or hazard Com. I offer'd to awaken his regard Whene'er we come to our account. (mine, For his private friends: His answer to me was, Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll He could not stay to pick them in a pile carry Rome?
Of noisome, musty chafi: He said, 'twas folly, Auf. All places yield to him ere he sits For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt, And the nobility of Rome are his : (down; And still to nose the offence. The senators, and patricians, love him too: Men. For one poor grain The tribunes are no soldiers; and their people or two? I am one of those; his mother, wife, Will be as rash in the repeal, as hasty
His child, and this brave fellow too, we are To expel him thence. I think, he'll be to
the grains : Rome,
You are the musty chaff; and you are smelt As is the osprey* to the fish, who takes it,
Above the moon: We must be burnt for you. By sovereignty of nature. First he was Sic. Nay, pray, be patient: If you refuse A noble servant to them; but he could not Carry his honours even : whether 'twas pride, In this so nerer. heeded help, yet do not (you Which out of daily fortune ever taints Upbraid us with our distress. But, sure, if The happy man; whether defect of judgement, Would be your country's pleader, your good To fail in the disposing of those chances
tongue, Which he was lord of; or whether nature,
More than the instant army we can make, Not to be other than one thing, not moving
Might stop our countryman. From the casquet to the cushion, but com
Men. No; I'll not meddle. manding peace
Sic. I pray you, go to him. Even with the same austerity and garb
Men. What should I do? As he controllid the war; but, one of these,
Bru. Only make trial what your love can do (As he hath spices of them all, not all,
For Rome towards Marcius.
But as a discontented friend, grief-shot
With his unkindness? Say't be so? Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair
Sic. Yet your good will To extol what it hath done.
Must have that thanks from Rome, after the One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail;
measure Rights by rights fouler, strengths by strengths | As you intended well. do fail.
Men. I'll undertake it: Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is I think, he'll bear me. Yet to bite his lip, Thou art poor’st of all; then shortly art thou And hum at good Comidius, much unhearts me. mine.
[Exeunt. He was not taken well; he had not din'd:
The veins unfill'd, the blood is cold, and then
We pout upon the morning, are unapt
To give or to forgive; but when we have stuff'd
These pipes and these conveyances of our Enter MENENIUS, COMINIUS, SICINIUS, BRUTUS,
blood and others.
With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls Men. No, I'll not go: you hear, what he Than in our priest-like fasts: therefore l'IL hath said,
Bru. You know the very road into his kind.
[ness, An eagle that preys on fish.
+ Helmet. 1 The chair of civil authority,
+ Condescended unwillingly. + Harassed by exactions. Not all in their full extent.
Men. Good faith, I'll prove him,
Men. Has he dined, can'st thou tell? for I Speed how it will. I shall ere long have would not speak with him till after dinner. knowledge
1 G. You are a Roman, are you? Of my success.
[Erit. Men. I am as thy general is. Com. He'll never hear him.
1 G. Then you should hate Rome, as he Sic. Not?
does. Can you, when you have pushed out Com. I tell you, he does sit in gold, his eye your gates the very defender of them, and, in Red as 'twould burn Rome; and his injury a violent popular ignorance, given your eneThe jailer to his pity. I kneeld before him ; my your shield, think to front his revenges 'Twas very faintly he said, Rise ; dismiss'd me with the easy groans of old women, the virgi. Thus, with his speechless hand: What he nal palmıs of your daughters, or with the palwould do,
(not, sied intercession of such a decayed datant as He sent in writing after me; what he could you seem to be? Can you think to blow out Bound with an oath, to yield to his conditions: the intended fire your city is ready to flame in, So, that all hope is vain,
with such weak breath as this? No, you are Unless his noble mother, and his wife; deceived; therefore, back to Rome, and preWho, as I hear, mean to solicit him (hence, pare for your execution: you are condemned, For mercy to his country. Therefore, let's our general has sworn you out of reprieve and And with our fair entreaties haste them on. pardon.
(Exeunt. Men. Sirrah, if thy captain knew I were
here, he would use me with estimation. SCENE II.-An advanced Post of the Volcian 2 G. Come, my captain knows you not.
Camp, before Rome. The GUARD at their Sta. Men. I mean, thy general.
16. My general cares not for you. Back, Enter to them, MENENIUS.
I say, go, lest I let forth your half pint of
blood ;-back,—that's the utmost of your hav. 1 G. Stay: Whence are you?
Men. Nay, but fellow, fellow,-
Enter CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS.
Cor. What's the matter? To speak with Coriolanus.
Men. Now, you companion,t I'll say an er1 G. From whence ?
rand for you; you shall know now that I am Men. From Rome.
in estimation; you shall perceive that a Jack: 1 G. You may not pass, you must return: guardant cannot office me from my son Corioour general
lanus: guess, but by my entertainment with Will no more hear from thence.
hím, if thou stand’st noti'the state of hanging, 2 G. You'll see your Rome embrac'd with or of some death more long in spectatorship, fire before
and crueller in suffering; behold now presentYou'll speak with Coriolanus.
ly, and swoon for what's to come upon thee.Men. Good ny friends,
The glorious gods sit in hourly synod about thy If you have ntard your general talk of Rome, particular prosperity, and love thee no worse And of his friends there, it is lots to blanks' than thy old father Menenias does! 0, my My name hath touch'd your ears: it is Mené-son! my son! thou art preparing fire for us; nius.
look thee, here's water to quench it. I was 1 G. Be it so; go back: the virtue of your hardly moved to come to thee; but being asIs not here passable.
[name sured, pone but myself could move thee, I have Men. I tell thee, fellow,
been blown out of your gates with sighs; and Thy general is my lover :f I have been conjure thee to pardon Rome, and thy petiThe book of his good acts, whence men have tionary countrymen. The good gods assuage read
thy wrath, and turn the dregs of it upon this His fame unparalleld, haply, amplified ; varlet here; this, who, like a block, hath de. For I have ever verifiedt my friends,
nied my access to thee. (Of whom he's chief,) with all the size that
Cor. Away! veritys
Men. How! away?' Would without lasping suffer: nay, some- Cor. Wife, mother, child, I know not. My Like to a bowl upon a subtlell ground,
affairs I have tumbled past the throw; and in his Are servanted to others : Though I owe praise
My revenge properly, my remission lies Have, almost, stamp'd the leasing:( There- In Volcian breasts. That we have been fafore, fellow,
miliar, I must have leave to pass.
Ingrate forgetfulness shall poison, rather 1 G. Faith, Sir, if you had told as many lies Than pity note how much.-Therefore, be in his behalf, as you have uttered words in
gone. your own, you should not pass here: no, though Mine ears against your suits are stronger, than it were as virtuous to lie, as to live chastely. Your gates against my force. Yet, forg I lov'd Therefore, go back.
thee, Men. Prythee, fellow, remember my name Take this along; I writ it for thy sake, is Menepius, always factionary on the party of
[Gives a Letter. your general.
And would have sent it. Another word, Me2 G. Howsoever you have been his liar, (as
(dius, you say, you have,) I am one that, telling true I will not hear thee speak.-This man, Aufiunder him, must say, you cannot pass. There Was my beloved in Rome: yet thou behold'stfore, go back.
Auf. You keep a constant temper.
(Exeunt CORIOLANUS and AUFID. * Prizes, + Friend,
1 Proved to. | Truth. | Deceitful. | Lie.
* Dotard, t. Fellow, Jack in office. Becaussa
1 G. Now, Sir, is your name Menenius. Vir. The sorrow, that delivers us thus 2 G. 'Tis a spell, you see, of much power : Makes you think so.
[chang'd, You know the way home again.
Cor. Like a dull actor now, 1 G. Do you hear how we are shent* for I have forgot my part, and I am out, keeping your greatness back?
Even to a full disgrace. Best of my flesh, 2 G. What cause, do you think, I have to Forgive my tyranny; but do not say, swoon?
For that, Forgive our Romans.-0, a kiss Men. I peither care for the world, nor your long as my exile, sweet as my revenge! (kiss general: for such things as you, I can scarce Now by the jealous queen* of heaven, that think there's any, you are so slight. He that I carried from thee, dear; and my true lip hath a will to die by himself, fears it not from Hath virgin'd it e'er since.-You gods! I prate, another. Let your general do his worst. For And the most noble mother of the world you, be that you are, long; and your misery Leave unsaluted: Sink, my knee, i'the earth; increase with your age! I say to you, as I was
[Kneels. said to, Away!
[Exit. Of tby deep duty more impression show 1 G.'A noble fellow, I warrant him. Than that of common sons.
2 G. The worthy fellow is our general: He Vol. O, stand up bless'd! is the rock, the oak not to be wind-shaken. Whilst, with no softer cushion than the flint,
[Exeunt. 1 kneel before thee; and unproperly
Show duty, as mistaken all the while SCENE III.-The Tent of CORIOLANUS. Between the child and parent. [Kneels. Enter CORIOLANUS, AUFidius, and others. Cor. What is this? Cor. We will before the walls of Rome to- Then let the pebbles on the hungry beach
Your knees to me? to yoor corrected son?
Fillip the stars; then let the mutinous winds Set down our host.--My partner in this action, Strike the proud cedars 'gainst the fiery sud; You must report to the Volcian lords, bow Murd'ring impossibility, to make I have borne ihis business.
(plainlyt What cannot be, slight work. Auf. Only their ends
Vol. Thou art my warrior; You have respected; stopp'd your ears against I holp to frame thee. Do you know this lady? The general suit of Rome; never admitted
Cor. The noble sister of Publicola,
The moon of Rome; chaste as the icicle,
That's curded by the frost from purest snow,
[Rome, And bangs on Dian's temple: Dear Valeria! Whom with a crack'd heart I have sent to Lov'd me above the measure of a father ;
Vol. This is a poor epitome of yours, Nay, godded me, indeed. Their latest refuge May show like all yourself.
Which by the interpretation of full time Was to send him: for whose old love, I have (Though I show'd sourly to hin,) once more with the consent of supreme Jove, inform
Cor. The god of soldiers, offer'd The first conditions, which they did refuse,
Thy thoughts with nobleness; that thou may'st
prove And cannot now accept, to grace him only,
To shame unvulnerable, and stick i'the wars That thought he could do more; a very little I have yielded too: Fresh embassies, and suits, And saving those that eye thee!
Like a great sea-mark, standing every flaw,t. Nor from the state, nor private friends, hereafter
Vol. Your knee, Sirrah. Will I lend ear to.-Ha! what shout is this?
Cor. That's my brave boy.
Vol. Even he, your wife, this lady, and my[Shout within. Are suitors to you.
(self, Shall I be tempted to infringe my vow
Cor. I beseech you, peace: In the same time 'tis made? I will pot.
Or, if you'd ask, remember this before; Enter in mourning habits, Virgilia, VOLUMNIA, The things, I have forsworn to grant, may leading young Marcius, Valeria, and AT
Be held by you denials. Do not bid me
Dismiss my soldiers, or capitulate My wife comes foremost; then the honour'd Again with Rome's mechanics :-Tell me not
mould Wherein this trunk was fram’d, and in her hand To allay my rages and revenges, with
Wherein I seem unnatural: Desire not The grand-child to her blood. But, out, affec- Your colder reasons. tion !
Vol. O, no more, no more! All bond and privilege of pature, break!
You have said, you will not grant us any thing; Let it be virtuous, to be obstinate.- (eyes, For we have nothing else to ask, but that What is that curtsy worth? or those doves? Which you deny already: Yet we will ask; Which can make gods forsworn?-1 melt, and That, it' you fail in our request, the blame (us.
[bows; May hang upon your hardness: therefore hear Of stronger earth than others.--My inother
Cor. Aufidius, and you Volces, mark; for As if Olympus to a molebill should
[request? .D supplication nod: and my young boy
Hear nought from Rome in private.-Your Hath an aspect of intercession, which
Vol. Should we be silent and not speak, our Great nature cries, Deny not,--Let the Volces
raiment, Plough Rome, and harrow Italy; I'll never Be such a goslingt to obey instinct; but stand, We have led since thy exile. Think with thy
And state of bodies would bewrayt what life As if a man were author of himself,
self, And knew no other kin.
How more unfortunate than all living women
Gust, storm. Betray.
hold us :
Make our eyes flow with joy, hearts dance Like one i'the stocks. Thou hast never in thy with comforts, Show'd thy dear mother any courtesy ;
[life Constrains them weep, and shake with fear when she (poor hen !) fond of no second and sorrow;
brood, Making thy mother, wife, and child, to see Has cluck'd thee to the wars, and safely home, The son, the husband, and the father, tearing Loaden with honour. Say, my request's unHis country's bowels out. And to poor we,
just, Thine enmity's most capital : thou barr'st us And spurn me back: But, if it be not so, Our prayers to the gods, which is a comfort Thou art not honest; and the gods will plague That all but we enjoy: For how can we,
thee, Alas! how can we for our country pray, That thou restrain'st from me the duty, which Whereto we are bound; together with thy To a mother's part belongs.—He turns away: victory,
[lose Down, ladies; let us shame him with our Whereto we are bound ? Alack! or we inust
knees. The country, our dear nurse; or else thy per. To his surname Coriolanus 'longs more pride, son,
Than pity to our prayers. Down; an end: Our comfort in the country. We must find This is the last;—So we will home to Rome, An evident calamity, though we had [thou And die among our neighbours.-Nay, beOur wish, which side should win: for either Must, as a foreign recreant, be led
This boy, that cannot tell what he would have, With 'manacles thorough our streets, or else But kneels, and holds up hands, for fellowship, Triumphantly tread on thy country's ruin; Does reason our petition with more strength And bear the palm, for having bravely shed Than thou hast to deny't.-Come, let us go: Thy wife and children's blood. For myself, This fellow bad a Volcian to his mother; I purpose not to wait on fortune, till (son, His wife is in Corioli, and his child These wars determine :* if I cannot persuade Like him by chance :-Yet give us our desthee
I am hush'd until our city be afire, (patch: Rather to show a noble grace to both parts, And then I'll speak a little. Than seek the end of one, thou shalt no sooner Cor. O mother, mother! March to assault thy country, than to tread, (Holding VOLUMNIA by the Hands, silent. (Trust to't, thou shalt not,) on thy mother's What have you done? Behold, the heavens That brought thee to this world. (womb, Vir. Ay, and on mine,
The gods look down, and this unnatural scene That brought you forth this boy, to keep your They laugh at. Omy mother, mother! O! Living to time.
[name You have won a happy victory to Rome : Boy. He shall not tread on me; Itight. But, for your son,-believe it, 0, believe it, I'll run away, till I am bigger, but then I'll Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd,
Cor. Not of a woman's tenderness to be, If not most mortal to him. But, let ii come :Requires nor child nor woman's face to see. Aufidius, though I cannot make true wars, I have sat too long.
[Rising. I'll frame convenient peace. Now, good AuVol. Nay go not from us thus.
(heard If it were so, that our request did tend Were you in my stead, say, would you have To save the Romans, thereby to destroy A mother less ? or granted less, Aufidius? The Volces whom you serve, you might con- Auf. I was mov'd withal. demn us,
Cor. I dare be sworn, you were : As poisonous of your honour: No; our suit And, Sir, it is no little thing, to make Is, ihat you reconcile them: while the Volces Mine eyes to sweat compassion. But, good Sir, May say, This mercy we hare show'd; the Ro. What peace you'll make, advise me; For my
(you, This we receir'd; and each in either side I'll not to Rome, I'll back with you; and pray Give the all-bail to thee, and cry, Be bless'd Stand to me in this cause.- mother! wife! For muking up this peace! Thou know'si, great Auf. I am glad, thou hast set thy mercy and son,
thy honour The end of war's uncertain ; but this certain, At difference in thee: out of that I'll work That, if thou conquer Rome, the benefit
Myself a former fortune.
(Aside. Which thou shalt thereby reap, is such a name,
(The ladies make signs to CORIOLANUS. Whose repetition will be don'd with curses ; Cor. Ay, by and by; Whose chronicle thus writ,- The man was noble,
[T. VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, &c. But with his last attempt he wip'd it out ; But we will drink together; and you shall Destroyed his country; and his name remains
bear To the ensuinig age, abhorr d. Speak to me, son: A better witness back than words, which we, Thou hast atlected the fine strainst of honour, On like conditions, will have counter-seal'd. To imitate the graces of the gods;
Come, enter with us. Ladies, you deserve To tear with thunder the wide checks o'the air, To have a temple built you: all the swords And yet to charge thy sulphur with a bolt In Italy, and her confederate arms, That should bui rive an oak. Why dost not Could not have made this peace. [Exeunt.
speak? Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
SCENE IV.- Rome.- A public Place. Still to remember wrongs ?---Daughter, speak
Enter MENENIUS and SICINIOS. you:
[boy: He cares not for your weeping -Speak thou, Men. See you yond' coign o'the Capitol : Perhaps, thy childishness will move him more yond' corner stone? Than can our reasons.-There is no man in the Sic. Why, what of that? world
(prate Men. If it be possible for you to displace it More bound to his mother; yet here he lets me with your little tinger, there is some hope the * Concludc. + The refinements.