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Bru. I do not like this news.

As draw his sword : yet he hath left undone Sic. Nor I.

That, which shall break his neck, or hazard mine, Bru. Let's to the Capitol : -'Would, half my Whene'er we come to our account. wealth

Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you lie'll carry Would buy this for a lie !

Pray, let us go

Auf. All places yield to him ere he sits down ; [Exeunt. And the nobility of Rome are his :

The senators, and patricians, love him too : SCENE VII. – A Camp; at a small distance from The tribunes are no soldiers; and their people Rome.

Will be as rash in the repeal, as hasty

To expel him thence. I think, he'll be to Rome, Enter Aufidius, and his Lieutenant.

As is the osprey to the fish, who takes it Auf. Do they still fly to the Roman ?

By sovereignty of nature. First he was Lieu. I do not know what witchcraft's in him; but A noble servant to them ; but he could not Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat, Carry his honours even : whether 'twas pride, Their talk at table, and their thanks at end ; Which out of daily fortune ever taints And you are darkend in this action, sir,

The happy man; whether defect of judgment, Even by your own.

To fail in the disposing of those chances
I cannot help it now;

Which he was lord of; or whether nature,
Unless, by using means, I lame the foot

Not to be other than one thing, not moving
Of our design. He bears himself more proudlier From the casque to the cushion, but commanding
Even to my person, than I thought he would,

When first I did embrace him: Yet his nature Even with the same austerity and garb)
In that's no changeling ; and I must excuse As he controll'd the war; but, one of these.
What cannot be amended.

(As he hath spices of them all, not all,
Yet I wish, sir,

For I dare so far free him,) made him fear'd, (I mean, for your particular,) you had not

So hated, and so banish'd : But he has a merit, Join'd in commission with him : but either

To choke it in the atterance. So our virtues Had borne the action of yourself, or else

Lie in the interpretation of the time: To him had left it solely.

And power, unto itself most commendable, Auf. I understand thee well; and be thou sure, Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair When he shall come to his account, he knows not To extol what it bath done. What I can urge against him. Although it seems, One fire drives out one fire ; one nail, one nail ; And so he thinks, and is no less apparent

Rights by rights fouler, strength by strengths do fail. To the vulgar eye, that he bears all things fairly, Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine, And shows good husbandry for the Volscian state ; Thou art poor'st of all; then shortly art thou mine Fights dragon-like, and does achieve as soon



SCENE I. — Rome. A publick Place. Enter MENENIUS, COMINIUS, SICINIUS, BRUTUS, and

Men. No, I'll not go : you hear, what he hath

Which was sometime his general; who lov'd him
In a most dear particular. He call’d me, father :
But what o' that? Go, you that banish'd him,
A mile before his tent fall down, and kneel
The way into his mercy: Nay, if he coy'd
To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home.

Com. He would not seem to know me.

Do you hear?
Com. Yet one time he did call me by my

It was a bare petition of a state
To one whom they had punishi’d.

Very well ;
Could he say less ?

Com. I offer'd to awaken his regard
For his private friends : His answer to me was,
He could not stay to pick them in a pile
Of noisome musty chaff: He said, 'twas folly,
For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt,
And still to nose the offence.

For one poor grain
Or two? I am one of those ; his mother, wife,
His child, and this brave fellow too, we are the

grains :
You are the musty chaff; and you are smelt
Above the moon : We must be burnt for you.
Sic. Nay, pray be patient: If you refuse your

In this so never-heeded help, yet do not
Upbraid us with our distress. But, sure, if you
Would be your country's pleader, your good

More than the instant army we can make,
Might stop our countryman.

No; l'll not meddle.
Sic. I pray you, go to him.

What should I do?

name :

I urg'd our old acquaintance, and the drops
That we have bled together. Coriolanus
He would not answer to : forbad all names;
He was a kind of nothing, titleless,
Till he had forg'd bimself a name i' the fire
Of burning Rome.

Jen. Why, so; you have made good work :
A pair of tribunes that have rack'd for Rome,
To make coals cheap: A noble memory!

Com. I minded him, how royal 'twas to pardon
When it was less expected : He replied,

Bru. Only make trial what your love can do The book of his good acts, whence men have read For Rome, towards Marcius.

His fame unparallel’d, haply, amplified ; Jen.

Well, and say that Marcius For I have ever verified my friends, Return me, as Cominius is return'd

(Of whom he's chief,) with all the size that verity Unheard ; what then ?

Would without lapsing suffer : nay, sometimes, But as a discontented friend, grief-shot

Like to a bowl upon a subtle ground, With his unkindness ? Say't be so ?

I have tumbled past the throw ; and in his praise Sic.

Yet your good will Have, almost, stamp'd the leasing: therefore, Must have that thanks from Rome, after the measure

fellow, As you intended well.

I must have leave to pass.
I'll undertake it :

1 G. ʼFaith, sir, if you had told as many lies in I think, he'll hear me. Yet to bite his lip,

his behalf, as you have uttered words in your own, And hum at good Cominius, much unhearts me. you should not pass here: no, though it were as He was not taken well : he had not din’d:

virtuous to lie, as to live chastly. Therefore, go back. The veins unfill'd, our blood is cold, and then Men. Pr'ythee, fellow, remember my name is We pout upon the morning, are unapt

Menenius, always factionary on the party of your To give or to forgive ; but when we have stuff d general. These pipes, and these conveyances of our blood 2 G. Howsoever you have been his liar, (as you With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls say, you have,) I am one that, telling true under Than in our priest-like fasts: therefore I'll watch him, must say, you cannot pass. Therefore, go him

back. Till he be dieted to my request,

Men. Has he dined, canst thou tell ? for I would And then I'll set upon him.

not speak with him till after dinner. Bru. You know the very road into his kindness, IG. You are a Roman, are you? And cannot lose your way.

Men. I am as thy general is. Men.

Good faith, I'll prove him, 1 G. Then you should hate Rome, as he does. Speed how it will. I shall ere long have knowledge Can you, when you have pushed out your gates the Of my success.

[Erit. very defender of them, and, in a violent popular Com. He'll never hear him.

ignorance, given your enemy your shield, think to Sic.

Not? front his revenges with the easy groans of old Com. I tell you, he does sit in gold, his eye women, the virginal palms of your daughters, or Red as 'twould burn Rome ; and his injury with the palsied intercession of such a decayed The gaoler to his pity. I kneelid before him ; dotant as you seem to be ? Can you think to blow 'Twas very faintly he said, Rise ; dismiss'd me out the intended fire your city ready to flame in, Thus, with his speechless hand : What he would do, with such weak breath as this ? No, you are deHe sent in writing after me ; what he would not, ceived: therefore, back to Rome, and prepare for Bound with an oath, to yield to his conditions ; your execution : you are condemned, our general So, that all hope is vain,

has sworn you out of reprieve and pardon. Unless his noble mother, and his wife;

Men. Sirrah, If thy captain knew I were here, Who, as I hear, mean to solicit him

he would use me with estimation. For mercy to his country. Therefore, let's hence, 2 G. Come, my captain knows you not. And with our fair entreaties haste them on.

Men. I mean, thy general. [Ereunt. 1 G. My general cares not for you. Back, I say;

go, lest I let forth your half pint of blood ; - back, SCENE II. An advanced Post of the Volscian - that's the utmost of your having ;: back. Camp before Rome. The Guard at their stations. Men. Nay, but fellow, fellow,Enter to them MENENIUS.

Enter CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS. 1 G. Stay: Whence are you?

Cor. What's the matter? 2 G.

Stand, and


back. Men. Now, you companion, I'll say an errand Men. You guard like men ; 'tis well : But, by for you ; you shall know now, that I am in estimyour leave,

ation ; you shall perceive that a jack guardant cannot I am an officer of state, and come

office me from my son Coriolanus: guess, but by To speak with Coriolanus.

my entertainment with him, if thou stand’st. not 1 G. From whence ?

i' the state of hanging, or of some death more long Men.

From Rome. in spectatorship, and crueller in suffering; behold 1 G. You may not pass, you must return : our now presently, and swoon for what's to come upon general

thee. The glorious gods sit in hourly synod about Will no more hear from thence,

thy particular prosperity, and love thee no worse 2 G. You'll see your Rome embrac'd with fire, than thy old father Menenius does ! O, my son ! before

my son! thou art preparing fire for us; look thee, You'll speak with Coriolanus.

here's water to quench it. I was hardly moved to Men.

Good my friends, come to thee : but being assured, none but myself If you have heard your general talk of Rome, could move thee, I have been blown out of your And of his friends there, it is lots to blanks, gates with sighs : and conjure thee to pardon Rome, My name hath touch'd your ears : it is Menerius. and thy petitionary countrymen. The good gods

í G. Be it so; go back: the virtue of your naine assuage thy wrath, and turn the dregs of it upon Is not here passable.

this varlet here; this, who, like a block, hath deMen. I tell thee, fellow,

nied my access to thee. Thy general is my lover I have been

Cor. Away'


Men. IIow! away?

Let it be virtuous, to be obstinate. Cor. Wife, mother, child, I know not. My affairs What is that curt'sy worth? or those dores' eyes, Are servanted to others : Though I owe

Which can make gods forsworn ? - I melt, and am My revenge properly, my remission lies In Volscian breasts. That we have been familiar, Of stronger earth than others. My mother bows; Ingrate forgetfulness shall poison, rather

As if Olympus to a molehill should Than pity note how much. Therefore, be gone.

In supplication nod: and my young boy Mine ears against your suits are stronger, than Hath an aspect of intercession, which Your gates against my force. Yet, for I lov'd thee, Great nature cries, Deny not. Let the Volces Take this along; I writ it for thy sake,

Plough Rome, and harrow Italy : I'll never

[Gives a letter. Be such a gosling to obey instinct; but stand, And would have sent it. Another word, Menenius, As if a man were author of himself, I will not hear thee speak. This man, Aufidius, And knew no other kin. Was my beloved in Rome : yet thou behold'st.


My lord and husband ! Auf. You keep a constant temper.

Cor. These eyes are not the same I wore in [Exeunt Coriolanus and Aufid.

Rome. 1 G. Now, sir, is your name Menenius.

Vir. The sorrow, that delivers us thus chang'd, 2 G. 'Tis a spell, you see, of much power : You Makes you think so. know the way home again.


Like a dull actor now, 1 G. Do you hear how we are shent for keeping I have forgot my part, and I am out, 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 neither care for the world, nor your ge- | Long as my exile, sweet as my revenge ; neral : for such things as you, I can scarce thitik Now by the jealous queen of heaven, that kiss there's any, you are so slight. He that hath a will I carried from thee, dear; and my true lip to die by himself, fears it not from another. Let Hath virgin'd it e'er since. — You gods! I prate, your general do his worst. For you, be that you And the most noble mother of the world are, long; and your misery increase with your age! | Leave unsaluted : Sink, my knee, i' the earth; I say to you, as I was said to, Away! Erit.

[Kneels. I G. A noble fellow, I warrant him.

Of thy deep duty more impression show 2 G. The worthy fellow is our general : He is the Than that of common sons. rock, the oak not to be wind-shaken. [Ereunt. Vol.

0, stand up bless'd!

Whilst, with no softer cushion than the flint, SCENE III. The Tent of Coriolanus. I kneel before thee; and unproperly

Show duty, as mistaken all the while Enter CORIOLANUS, AUFIDIUS, and others. Between the child and parent.

[K'neels. Cor. We will before the walls of Rome to-morrow Cor.

What is this? Set down our host. - My partner in this action, Your knees to me? to your corrected son ? You must report to the Volscian lords, how plainly Then let the pebbles on the hungry beach I have borne this business.

Fillip the stars; then let the mutinous winds

Only their ends Strike the proud cedars 'gainst the fiery sun;
You have respected; stopp'd your ears against Murd’ring impossibility, to make
The general suit of Rome; never admitted What cannot be, slight work.
A private whisper, no, not with such friends


Thou art my warrior ; That thought them sure of you.

I holp to frame thee. Do you know this lady? Cor.

This last old man,

Cor. The noble sister of Publicola, Whom with a crack'd heart I have sent to Rome, The moon of Rome; chaste as the icicle, Loved me above the measure of a father;

That's curded by the frost from purest snow, Nay, godded me, indeed. Their latest refuge And hangs on Dian's temple : Dear Valeria! Was to send him : for whose old love, I have

Vol. This is a poor epitome of yours, (Though I show'd sourly to him,) once Which by the interpretation of full time offer'd

May show like all yourself. The first conditions, which they did refusc,


The god of soldiers, And cannot now accept, to grace him only,

With the consent of supreme Jove, inform That thought he could do more; a very little Thy thoughts with nobleness; that thou may'st prore I have yielded too : Fresh embassies, and suits, To shame unvulnerable, and stick i' the wars Nor from the state, nor private friends, hereafter Like a great sea-mark, standing every flaw, Will I lend ear to. - Ha! what shout is this? And saving those that eye thee ! [Shout within Vol.

Your knee, sirrali. Shall I be tempted to infringe my vow

Cor. That's my brave boy. In the same time 'tis made? I will not.

Pol. Even he, your wife, this lady, and myself,

Are suitors to you. Enter, in mourning habits, VIRGILIA, VOLUMNIA,


I beseech you, peace : leading young Marcius, VALERIA, and Attendants.

Or, if you'd ask, remember this before ; My wife comes foremost; then the honour'd The things, I have forsworn to grant, may never mould

Be held by you denials. Do not bid me Wherein this trunk was fram'd, and in her hand Dismiss my soldiers, or capitulate The grand-child to her blood. But, ont, affection! | Again with Rome's mechanicks : - Tell me not All bond and privilege of nature, break!

Wherein I seem unnatural : Desire not



To allay my rages and revenges, with

Whose repetition will be dogg'd with curses ; Your colder reasons.

Whose chronicle thus writ, - The man was noble, Vol.

0, no more, no more! But with his last attempt he wip'd it out ; You have said, you will not grant us any thing ; Destroy'd his country; and his name remains For we have nothing else to ask, but that

To the ensuing age, abhorr'd. Speak to me, son: Which you deny already: Yet we will ask ; Thou hast affected the fine strains of honour, That, if you fail in our request, the blame

To imitate the graces of the gods; May hang upon your bardness; therefore hear us. To tear with thunder the wide cheeks o'the air,

Cor. Aufidius, and you Volces, mark; for we'll And yet to charge thy sulphur with a bolt Hear nought from Rome in private.

Your re

That should but rive an oak. Why dost not speak ? quest?

Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man Vol. Should we be silent and not speak, our rai- Still to remember wrongs?. Daughter, speak you: ment,

He cares not for your weeping. Speak thou, boy: And state of bodies would bewray what life Perhaps, thy childishness will move him more We have led since thy exile. Think with thyself, Than can our reasons. —

There is no man in the How more unfortunate than all living women

world Are we come hither : since that thy sight, which More bound to his mother; yet here he lets me should

prate, Make our eyes flow with joy, hearts dance with Like one i’ the stocks. Thou hast never in thy life comforts

Show'd thy dear mother any courtesy ; Constrains them weep, and shake with fear and When she, (poor hen !) fond of no second brood,

Has cluck'd thee to the wars, and safely home, Making the mother, wife, and child, to see

Loaden with honour. Say, my request's unjust, The son, the husband, and the father, tearing And spurn me back : But, if it be not so, His country's bowels out.

And to poor we,

Thou art not honest; and the gods will plague thee, Thine enmity's most capital : thou barr’st us That thou restrain'st from me the duty, which Our prayers to the gods, which is a comfort To a mother's part belongs. He turns away : That all but we enjoy : For how can we,

Down, ladies ; let us shame him with our knces. Alas! how can we for our country pray,

To his surname Coriolanus ’longs more pride, Whereto we are bound ; together with thy victory, Than pity to our prayers.

Down; An end : Whereto we are bound ? Alack! or we must lose This is the last; So we will home to Rome, The country, our dear nurse; or else thy person, And die among our neighbours. — Nay, behold us : Our comfort in the country. We must find

This boy, that cannot tell what he would have, An evident calamity, though we had

But kneels, and holds up hands, for fellowship, Our wish, which side should win : for either thou Does reason our petition with more strength Must, as a foreign recreant, be led

Than thou hast to deny't. — Come, let us go : With manacles thorough our streets, or else

This fellow had a Volscian to his mother; Triumphantly tread on thy country's ruin;

His wife is in Corioli, and his child And bear the palm, for having bravely shed

Like him by chance : - Yet give us our despatch : Thy wife and children's blood. For myself, son, I am hush'd until our city be afire, I purpose not to wait on fortune, till

And then I'll speak a little. These wars determine : if I cannot persuade thee Cor.

O mother, mother! Rather to show a noble grace to both parts,

[Holding Volumnia by the hands, silent, Than seek the end of one, thou shalt no sooner What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope, March to assault thy country, than to tread

The gods look down, and this unnatural scene (Trust to't, thou shalt not,) on thy mother's They laugh at. O my mother, mother! (! womb,

You have won a happy victory to Rome : That brought thee to this world.

But, for your son, - believe it, 0, believe it, Vir.

Ay, and on mine, Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, That brought you forth this boy, to keep your name If not most mortal to him. But, let it come;Living to time.

Aufidius, though I cannot inake true wars, Boy.

He shall not tread on me; I'll frame convenient peace. Now, good Aufidius, I'll run away till I am bigger, but then I'll fight. Were you in my stead, say, would you have heard Cor. Not of a woman's tenderness to be,

A mother less? or granted less, Aufidius ? Requires nor child nor woman's face to see.

Auf. I was mov'd withal. I have sat too long.

[Rising: Cor.

I dare be sworn, you were i Vol.

Nay, go not from us thus. And, sir, it is no little thing, to make if it were so, that our request did tend

Mine eyes to sweat compassion. But, good sir, so save the Romans, thereby to destroy

What peace you'll make, advise me: for my part, i'he Volces whom you serve, you might condemn us, I'll not to Rome, I'll back with you; and pray you, As poisonous of your honour : No; our suit Stand to me in this cause. — O mother! wife! Is, that you reconcile them : while the Volces Auf. I am glad, thou hast set thy mercy and thy May say, This mercy we have show'd; the Romans,

honour This we receiv'd; and each in either side

At difference in thee : out of that I'll work Give the all-hail to thee, and cry, Be bless'd Myself a former fortune.

Aside For making up this peace! Thou know'st, great

[The Ladies make signs to CORIOLANUS, son,


Ay, by and by ; The end of war's uncertain ; but this certain,

[To Volumnia, Virgilia, fc. That, if thou conquer Rome, the benefit

But we will drink together; and you shall bear Which thou shalt thereby reap, is such a naine, A better witness back than words, which we,

On like conditions, will have counter-seal d. The trumpets, sackbuts, psalteries, and fifes,
Come, enter with us. Ladies, you deserve

Tabors, and cymbals, and the shouting Romans, To have a temple built you : all the swords

Make the sun dance. Hark you ! [Shouting again. in Italy, and her confederate arms,


This is good news: Could not have made this peace. [Ereunt. I will go meet the ladies. This Volumnia

Is worth of consuls, senators, patricians, SCENE IV. Rome. A publick Place. A city full ; of tribunes, such as you,

A sea and land full: You have pray'd well toEnter MENENIUS and SICINIUS.

day; Men. See you yond' coign o'the Capitol; yond' This morning, for ten thousand of your throats corner-stone?

I'd not have given a doit. Hark, how they joy! Sic. Why, what of that?

(Shouting and musick. Men. If it be possible for you to displace it with Sic. First, the gods bless you for their ti-lings : your little tinger, there is some hope the ladies of

next, Rome, especially his mother, may prevail with him. Accept my thankfulness. But I say, there is no hope in't; our throats are Mess.

Sir, we have all sentenced, and stay upon execution.

Great cause to give great thanks. Sic. Is't possible, that so short a time can alter Sic.

They are near the city ? the condition of a man?

Mess. Almost at point to enter. Men. There is differency between a grub, and a Sic.

We will meet them, butterfly; yet your butterfly was a grub. This And help the joy.

(Going Marcius is grown from man to dragon: he has wings; he's more than a creeping thing.

Enter the Ladies, accompanied by Senators, PatriSic. He loved his mother dearly.

cians, and People. They pass over the Stage. Men. So did he me: and he no more remembers 1 Sen. Behold our patroness, the life of Rome : his mother now, than an eight year old horse. The Call all your tribes together, praise the gods, tartness of his face sours ripe grapes. When he

And make triumphant fires; strew flowers before walks, he moves like an engine, and the ground

them : shrinks before his treading. He is able to pierce a Unshout the noise that banish'd Marcius, corslet with his eye; talks like a knell, and his hum Repeal him with the welcome of his mother; is a battery. He sits in his state, as a thing made Cry, - Welcome, ladies, welcome ! for Alexander. What he bids be done, is finished All.

Welcome, ladies! with his bidding. He wants nothing of a god, but Welcome! [A flourish with drums and trumpets. eternity, and a heaven to throne in.

(Ereunt. Sic. Yes, mercy, if you report him truly.

Men. I paint him in the character. Mark what SCENE V. - Antium. A publick Place. mercy his mother shall bring from him: There is no more mercy in him, than there is milk in a male Enter Tullus AUFIDIUS, with Attendants. tiger ; that shall our poor city find : and all this is Auf. Go tell the lords of the city, I am here : 'long of you.

Deliver them this paper : having read it, Sic. The gods be good unto us!

Bid them repair to the market-place; where I, Men. No, in such a case the gods will not be | Even in theirs and in the commons' ears, good unto When we banished him, we Will youch the truth of it. Him I accuse, respected not thein : and, he returning to break our The city ports by this hath enter'd, and necks, they respect not us.

Intonds to appear before the people, hoping

To purge himself with words : Despatch.
Enter a Messenger.

(Ereunt Attendants, Mess. Sir, if you'd save your life, fly to your house;

Enter Three or Four Conspirators of Aufidius' The plebeians have got your fellow-tribune,

faction. And hale him up and down; all swearing, if

Most welcome! The Roman ladies bring not comfort home,

1 Con. How is it with our general ? They'll give him death by inches.


As with a man by his own alms empoison'd,
Enter another Messenger.

And with his charity slain.
What's the news? 2 Con.

Most noble sir, Mess. Good news, good news; -- The ladies have If you do hold the same intent wherein prevail'd,

You wish'd us parties, we'll deliver you
The Volces are dislodg'd, and Marcius gone : Of your great danger.
A merrier day did never yet greet Rome,


Sir, I cannot tell; No, not the expulsion of the Tarquins.

We must proceed, as we do find the people. Sic.

Friend, 3 Con. The people will remain uncertain, whilst Art thou certain this is true? is it most certain ? ”Twixt you there's difference; but the fall of either

Mess. As certain, as I know the sun is fire : Makes the survivor heir of all. Where have you lurk'd, that you make doubt of it? Auf.

I know it; Ne'er through an arch so hurried the blown tide, And my pretext to strike at him admits As the recomforted through the gates. Why, hark A good construction. I rais'd him, and I pawn'd you;

Mine honour for his truth: Who being so heighten d, [Trumpets and hautbvys sounded, and druons He water'd his new plants with dews of flattery,

beaten, all together. Shouting also within. Seducing so my friends : and, to this end,


Even so,

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