ACT V.

men.

SCENE I.-- Before Timon's Cave.

Tim. Most honest men! Why, how shall I reEnter Poet and Painter; TIMON behind, unseen.

quite you?

Can you eat roots, and drink cold water? no. Pain. As I took note of the place, it cannot be

Both. What we can do, we'll do, to do you service. far where he abides.

Tim. You are honest men: you have heard that Poet. What's to be thought of him? Does the

I have gold: rumor hold for true, that he is so full of gold ? Puin. Certain: Alcibiades reports it; Phrynia

I am sure you have: speak truth: you are honest and Timandra had gold of him : he likewise en

Pain. So it is said, my noble lord: but therefore riched poor straggling soldiers with great quantity: Came not my friend, nor I. 'Tis said he gave unto his steward a mighty sum.

Tim. Good honest men :-Thou draw'st a coun. Poet. Then this breaking of his has been but a

terfeiti try for his friends? Pain. Nothing else : you shall see him a palm Thou counterfeit’st most lively.

Best in all Athens; thou art, indeed, the best; in Athens again, and flourish with the highest.

Pain.

So, so, my lord. Therefore, 'tis not amiss we tender our loves to

Tim. Even so, sir, as I say :-And for thy fiction, him, in this supposed distress of his: it will show

[To the Poet. honestly in us; and is very likely to load our pur: Why,thy verse swells with stuff so fine and smooth, poses with what they travel for, it it be a just and that thou art even natural in thine art.true report that goes of his having.

Poet. What have you now to present unto him? But, for all this, my honest-natur'd friends,
Pain. Nothing at this time but my visitation: Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you; neither wish I,

I must needs say, you have a little fault: only I will promise him an excellent piece.

You take much pains to mend. Poet. I must serve him so too; tell him of an

Both.

Beseech your honor, intent that's coming toward him.

To make it known to us. Pain. Good as the best. Promising is the very

Tim.

You'll take it ill. air o' the tine: it opens the eyes of expectation: Both. Most thankfully, my lord. performance is ever the duller for his act; and, but

Tim.

Will you, indeed ? in the plainer and simpler kind of people, the deed Both. Doubt it not, worthy lord. of saying' is quite out of use. To promise is most

Tim. There's ne'er a one of you but trusts a courily and fashionable: performance is a kind of

knave, will, or testament, which argues a great sickness in That mightily deceives you. his judgment that makes it.

Both. Tim. Excellent workman! Thou canst not

Do we, my lord ?

Tim. Ay, and you hear him cog, see him dispaint a man so bad as is thyself.

semble, Puet. I am thinking what I shall say I have pro- Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him, vided for him: It must be a personating of him- Keep in your bosom : yct remain assurd, self: a satire against the softness of prosperity; with That he's a made-up villain.2 a discovery of the infinite tlatteries, that follow Pain. I know none such, my lord. youth and opulency.

Poet.

Nor I. Tim. Must thou needs stand for a villain in thine own work? Wilt thou whip thine own faults in

Tim. Look you, I love you well; I'll give you

gold, other men? Do so. I have gold for thee.

Rid me these villains from your companies: Poet. Nay, let's seek him:

Hang them, or stab them, drown them in a draught, Then do we sin against our own estate,

Contound them by some course, and come to me, When we may protit meet, and come too late.

I'll give you gold enough.
Pain. True;
When the day serves, before black-corner'd night,

Both. Name them, my lord, let's know them.

Tim. You that way, and you this, but two in Find what thou want'st, by free and offer'd light.

company : Come. Tim. I'll meet you at the turn. What a god's Yet an arch-villain keeps him company,

Each man apart, all single and alone, gold,

If, where thou art, two villains shall not be, That he is worshipp'd in a baser temple,

[ To the Painter. Than where swine feed ! 'Tis thou that rigg'st the bark, and ploughost the Come not near him.—If thou wouldst not reside

[To the Poet. foam ;

But where one villain is, then him abandon.Settlest admired reverence in a slave :

Hence! pack! there's gold, ye came for gold, yo To thee be worship! and thy saints for aye

slaves, Be crown'd with plagues, that thee alone obey ! You have done work for me, there's payment: 'Fit I do meet them.

[Advancing.

Hence!
Poet. Hail, worthy Timon !
Pain.
Our late noble master. Out, rascal dogs!

You are an alchemist, make gold of that:
Tim. Have I once liv'd to see two honest men !

(Exit, beating and driving them out. Poet. Sir, Having often of your open bounty tasted,

SCENE II.-The same.
Hearing you were retired, your friends tall'n off,
Whose thankless natures-0 abhorred spirits !

Enter FLAVIUS, and two Senators.
Not all the whips of heaven are large enough- Flav. It is in vain that you would speak with
What! to you!

Timon; Whose star-like nobleness gave life and influence For he is set so only to himself, To their whole being! I'm rapt, and cannot cover That nothing but himself, which looks like man, The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude

Is friendly with him. With any size of words.

1 Sen.

Bring us to his cave : Tim. Let it go naked, men may sec't the better: It is our part, and promise to the Athenians, You, that are honest by being what you are, To speak with Tumon. Make them best seen, and known.

2 Sen.

At all times alike Pain.

He, and myself, Men are not still the same: 'Twas time, and griefs Have travell'd in the great shower of your giits, That framed him thus: time, with his fairer hand, And sweetly felt it.

Othering the fortunes of his former days, Tim.

Ay, you are honest men. The former man may make him: Bring us to him, Puin. We are hither come to offer you our

And chance it as it may. service.

1 A portrait was so called. • The doing of what we said we would do.

? A complete, a finished villain.

Flav.
Here is his cave.-

Tim.

Commend me to them, Peace and content be here ! Lord Timon ! Timon! And tell them, that to ease them of their griefs, Look out, and speak to friends : The Athenians, Their fears of hostile strokes, their aches, losses, By two of their most reverend senate, greet thee: Their pangs of love, with other incident throes Speak to them, noble Timon.

That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain
Enter Timon.

In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kindness do

them : Tim. Thou sun, that comfort'st, burn!-Speak, i'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades' wrath. and be hang'd:

2 Sen. I like this well, he will return again. For each true word, a blister! and each false

Tim. I have a tree, which grows here in my close, Be as a caut'rizing to the root o' the tongue,

That mine own use invites me to cut down, Consuming it with speaking!

And shortly must I fell it : Tell my friends, 1 Sen.

Worthy Timon

Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree, Tim. Of none but such as you, and you of Timon. From high to low throughout, that whoso please 2 Sen. The senators of Athens greet thee, Timon. To stop affliction, let him take his haste, Tim. I thank them; and would send them back

Come hither, ere my tree hath felt the axe, the plague,

And hang himself :--I pray you, do my greeting. Could I but caich it for them.

Flav. Trouble him no further, thus you still shall 1 Sen. O, forget

tind him. What we are sorry for ourselves in thee.

Tim. Come not to me again: but say to Athens, The senaiors, with one consent of love,

Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Entreat thee back to Athens; who have thought

Upon the beached verge of the salt tlood; On special dignities, which vacant lie

Which once a day with his embossed froth For iny best use and wearing.

The turbulent surge shall cover; thither come, 2 Sen.

They confess,

And let my grave-stone be your oracle. Toward thee, forgetfulness too general, gross: Lips, let sour words go by, and language end. Which now the public body,--which doth seldom

What is amiss, plague and injection mend! Play the recanter,-ieeling in itselt

Graves only be men's works; and death, their gain! A lack of Timon's aid, haih sense withal

Sun, hide thy beams! Timon hath done his reign! of its own tall, restraining aid to Timon:

[Exit Timon. And send forth us, to make their sorrow'd render,3

1 Sen. His discontents are unremovably Together with a recompense more fruitful

Coupled to nature, Than their offence can weigh down by the dram; 2 Sen. Our hope in him is dead : let us return, Ay, even such heaps and sums of love and wealth, And strain what other means is left unto us As shall to thee blot out what wrongs were theirs, in our dear peril. And write in thee the figures of their love,

1 Sen.

It requires swift foot. (Exeunt. Ever to read them thine. Tim. You witch me in it;

SCENE III.-The Walls of Athens.
Surprise me to the very brink of lears:

Enter two Senators, and a Messenger.
Lend me a tooi's heart, and a woman's eyes,
And I'll beweep these comforts, worthy senators.

1 Sen. Thou hast painfully discovered;are his files 1 Sen. Therefore, so please thee to return with us, As full as thy report? And of our Athens, (thine, and ours,) to take

Mess.

I have spoke the least: The captainship, thou shalt be inet with thanks, Besides, his expedition promises Allow'ut with absolute power, and thy good name

Present approach. Live with authority :-0 soon we shall drive back

2 Sen. We stand much hazard, if they bring not Of Alcibiades the approaches wild;

Timon. Who, like a boar too sa vage, doth root up

Mes. I met a courier, one mine ancient friend; His country's peace.

Whom, though in general part we were opposid, 2 Sen. And shakes his threat'ning sword Yet our old love made a particular force, Against the walls of Athens,

And made us speak like friends :--this man was 1 Sen. Therefore, Timon,

riding Tim. Well, sir, I will; therefore, I will, sir ; From Alcibiades to Timon's cave, Thus,

With letters of' entreaty, which imported I Alcibiades kill my countrymen,

His fellowship i' the cause against your city, Let Alcibiades know this ot Timon,

In part for his sake mov'd. That-Timon cares not. But it he sack fair Athens,

Enter Senators from Timox. And take our goodly aged men by the beards,

1 Sen.

Here come our brothers. Giving our holy virgins to the stain

2 Sen. No talk of Timon, nothing of him exOf contumelious, beastly, mad-brain'd war;

pect.Then, let him know,-and tell him, Timon speaks it, The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scouring In pity of our aged, and our youth,

Doth choke the air with dust: In and prepare ; I cannot choose but tell him, that-I care not,

Ours is the fall, I fear; our foes, the snare. And let him take't at worst; for their knives care

(Exeunt. not While you have throats to answer: for myself, SCENE IV.-The Woods. Timon's Cave, and a There's not a whittle; in the unruly camp,

Tomb-stone seen.
But I do prize it at my love, before
The reverend'st throat in Athens. So I leave you

Enter a Soldier, seeking Timon.
To the protection of the prosperouso gods,

Sol. By all description this should be the place. As thieves to keepers.

Who's here? speak, ho!-No answer?-What is Flav. Stay not, all's in vain.

this? Tim. Why, I was writing of my epitaph,

Timon is dead, who hath outstretch'd his span: It will be seen to-morrow: my long sickness

Some beast rear'd this; there does not live a man. Of health, and living, now begins lo mend,

Dead, sure; and this his grave. And nothing brings me all things. Go, live still ;

What's on this tomb I cannot read; the character Be Alcibiades your plague, you his,

I'll take with wax. And last so long enough!

Our captain hath in every figure skill; 1 Sen.

We speak in vain. An aged interpreter, though young in days: Tim. But yet I love my country; and am not

Before proud Athens he's set down by this, One that rejoices in the common wreck,

Whose tall the mark of his ambition is. [Exit. As common bruitdoth put it. 1 Sen.

That's well spoke. SCENE Y.-Before the Walls of Athens. Tim. Commend me to my loving countrymen,- Trumpets sounded. Enter ALCIBIADES and Forces. 1 Sen. These words become your lips as they pass Alcib. Sound to this coward and lascivious town through them.

Our terrible approach. [A Parley sounded. 2 Sen. And enter in our ears like great triumphers In their applauding gates.

Enter Senators on the Walls. = Confession.

Licensed, uncontrolled.

Till now you have gone on, and fill'd the time • A clasp knife. • Propitious. : Report, rumor.

Dreadful.

With all licentious measure, making your wills Against our rampir'd gates, and they shall ope;
The scope of justice; till now, myself, and such So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before,
As slept within the shadow of your power, To say, thou'lt enter friendly.
Have wandered with our travers d arms, 9 and 2 Sen.

Throw thy glove; breath'd

Or any token of thine honor else,
Our sufferance vainly ; Now the time is flush, That thou wilt use the wars as thy redress,
When crouching marrow, in the bearer strong, And not as our confusion, all thy powers
Cries, of itself, No more: now breathless wrong Shall make their harbor in our town, till we
Shall sit and pant in your great chairs of ease; Have seal'd thy full desire.
And pursy insolence shall break his wind,

Alcib.

Then there's my glove; With fear and horrid flight.

Descend, and open your uncharged ports;} 1 Sen.

Noble and young, Those enemies of Timon's, and mine own, When thy first griefs were but a mere conceit, Whom you yourselves shall set out for reproof, Ere thou hadst power, or we had cause of fear, Fall, and no more: and,-to atonet your tears We sent to thee; to give thy rages balm,

With my more noble meaning,-not a man To wipe out our ingratitude with loves

Shall pass his quarter, or oftend the streain Above their quantity.

Of regular justice in your city's bounds, 2 Sen. So did we woo

But shall be remedied, to your public laws Transformed Timon to our city's love,

At heaviest answer. By humble message, and by promis'd means; Both.

'Tis most nobly spoken. We were not all unkind, nor all deserve

Alcib. Descend, and keep your words. The common stroke of war.

[The Senators descend, and open the Gates 1 Sen.

These walls of ours Were not erected by their hands, from whom

Enter a Soldier. You have receiv'd your griefs: nor are they such,

Sol. My noble general, Timon is dead; Thatthese great to wers,trophies, and schools should Entomb'å upon the very hem o'the sea; fall

And on his gravestone, this insculpture; which For private faults in them.

With wax I brought away, whose soft impression 2 Sen.

Nor are they living

Interprets for my poor ignorance.
Who were the motives that you first went out;
Shame, that they wanted cunning, in excess

Alcib. (Reads.) Here lies a wretched corse, of Hath broke their hearts. March, noble lord,

wretched soul bereft: Into our city with thy banners spread :

Seek not my name : A plague consume you wicked By decimation, and a tithed deain,

caitiff's left! (if thy revenges hunger for that food,

Here lie I, Timon; who, alive, all living men did Which nature loathes,) take thou the destin'd tenth; Pass by, and curse thy fill; but pass, and stay not

hate : And by the hazard of the spotted die, Let die the spotted.

here thy gait. 1 Sen. All have not offended;

These well express in thee thy latter spirits: For those that were, it is not square? to take, Though thou abhorr'dst in us our human griefs, On those that are, revenges: crimes, like lands, Scorn'dst our brain's flow, and those our droplets Are not inherited. Then, dear countryman,

which Bring in thy ranks, but leave without thy rage : From niggard nature fall, yet rich conceit Spare thy Athenian cradle, and those kin,

Taught thee to make vast Neptune weep for aye Which, in the bluster of thy wrath, must fall On thy low grave, on faults forgiven. Dead With those that have offended: like a shepherd, Is noble Timon; of whose memory Approach the fold, and cull the intected forth, Hereafter more.-Bring me into your city, But kill not all together.

And I will use the olive with my sword: 2 Sen. What thou wilt,

Make war breed peace; make peace stint war; Thou rather shalt enforce it with thy smile,

make each Than hew' to't with thy sword.

Prescribe to other, as each other's leech. 1 Sen. Set but thy foot Let our drums strike.

[Exeunt. Arms across. · Mature. ? Not regular, not equitable 3 Unattacked gates.

• Reconcile. • Physcian.

• Stop

CORIOLANUS.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

CAIUS MARCIUS CORIOLANUS, a noble Roman. A Citizen of Antium.
Titus LARTIUS,

Two Volscian Guards.
COMINIUS,

} Generals against the Volscians. MENENIUS AGRIPPA, Friend to Coriolanus. VOLUMNIA, Mother to Coriolanus. SICINIUS TELUTUS, } Tribunes of the People.

VIRGILIA, Wife to Coriolanus. ,

VALERIA, Friend to Virgilia. Young MARCIUS, Son to Coriolanus.

Gentlewoman attending Virgilia. A Roman Herald. TULLUS AUFIDIUS, General of the Volscians. Roman and Volscian Senators, Patricians, Ædiles, Lieutenant to Aufidius.

Lictors, Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, Servants Conspirators with Autidius.

to Aufidius, and other Attendants. SCENE, partly in Rome, and partly in the Territories of the Volscians and Antiates.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-Rome. A Street.

2 Cit. What he cannot help in his nature, you Enter a Company of mutinous Citizens, with account a vice in him: You must in no way say,

he is covetous. Staves, Clubs, and other Weapons.

1 Cit. If I must not, I need not be barren of 1 Cit. Before we proceed any further, hear me accusations; he hath faults with surplus, to tire in speak.

repetition. [Shouts within.] What shouts are these? Cit. Speak, speak. [Several speaking at once. The other side o' the city is risen: Why stay we

1 Cit. You are resolved rather to die than to prating here? To the Capitol. famish ?

Cit. Come, come. Cit. Resolved, resolved.

1 Cit. Soft; who comes here? 1 Cit. First, you know, Caius Marcius is chief enemy to the people.

Enter MENENIUS AGRIPPA. Cit. We know't, we know't.

2 Cit. Worthy Menenius Agrippa: one that hath i Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at always loved the people. our own price. Is't a verdict?

i Cit. He's one honest enough; 'Would, all the Cit. No more talking on't; let it be done: away, rest were so ! away.

Men. What work's, my countrymen, in hand ? 2 Cit. One word, good citizens.

Where go you 1 Cit. We are accounted poor citizens; the pa- With bats and clubs! The matter speak, I pray you. tricians, good:! What authority surfeits on, would

1 Cit. Our business is not unknown to the senate; relieve us : If they would yield us but the super- They have had inkling, this fortnight, what we influity, while it were wholesome, we might guess, tend to do, which now we'll show 'em in deeds. they relieved us humanely! but they think, we are They say, poor suitors have strong breaths; they too dear: the leanness that afflicts us, the object shall know, we have strong arms too. of our misery, is an inventory to particularize their

Men. Why, masters, my good friends, mine hoabundance ; our sufferance is a gain to them.

nest neighbors, Let us revenge this with our pikes, ere we become Will you undo yourselves? rakes :2 for the gods know, I speak this in hunger 1 Cit. We cannot, sir, we are undone already. for bread, not in thirst for revenge.

Men. I tell you, friends, most charitable care 2 Cit. Would you proceed especially against Have the patricians of you. For your wants, Caius Marcius ?

Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well Cit. Against him first; he's a very dog to the strike at the heaven with your staves, as lift them commonalty.

Against the Roman state ; whose course will on 2 Cit. Consider you what services he has done the way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs for his country?

Of more strong link asunder, than can ever 1 Cit. Very well; and could be content to give Appear in your impediment: For the dearth, him good report fort, but that he pays himself The gods, not the patricians, make it; and with being proud.

Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Alack, 2 Cit. Nay, but speak not maliciously.

You are transported by calamity 1 Cit. I say unto you, what he hath done famously, Thither where more attends you: and you slander he did it to that end: though soft conscienced men The helms o'the state,who care for you like fathers, can be content to say it was for his country, he did when you curse them as enemies. it to please his mother, and to be partly proud; 1 Cit. Care for us!-True, indeed !-They ne'er which he is, even to the altitude of his virtue.

cared for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and their 1 Rich.

, Thin as rakes. storehouses crammed with grain; make edicts for 35

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usury to support usurers: repeal daily any whole- ' of this most wise rebellion, thou go'st foremost: some act established against the rich; and provide Thou rascal, that art worst in blood, to run more piercing statutes daily, to chain up and re- Lead'st first, to win some vantage.strain the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs; will; and there's all the love they bear us.

Rome and her rats are at the point of battle, Men. Either you must

The one side must have bale. Hail, noble Marcius! Confess yourselves wondrous malicious, Or be accus'd of folly. I shall tell you

Enter CAIUS MARCIUS. A pretty tale; it may be, you have heard it;

Mar. Thanks.-What's the matter, you dissenBut, since it serves my purpose, I will venture

tious rogues, To scale't3 a little more.

That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion, i Cit. Well, i'll hear it, sir: yet you must not Make yourselves scabs? think to fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an't 1 Cit.

We have ever your good word. please you, deliver.

Mar. He that will give good words to thee, will Men. There was a time when all the body's

flatter members

Beneath abhorring. What would you have, you Rebell'd against the belly; thus accus'd it:

curs, That only like a gulf it did remain

That like nor peace,nor war ? the one affrights you, l'the midst o' the body, idle and inactive,

The other makes you proud. He that trusts you, Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing

Where he should find you lions, finds you hares; Like labor with the rest; wheret the other instru- Where foxes, geese: You are no surer, no, ments

Than is the coal of fire upon the ice,
Did see, and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel, Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is,
And, mutually participate, did minister

To make him worthy, whose offence subdues him, Unto the appetite and affection common

And curse that justice did it. Who deserves greatof the whole body. The belly answered,

ness,
1 Cit. Well, sir, what answer made the belly? Deserves your hate: and your affections are

Men. Sir, I shall tell you.-With a kind of smile, A sick man's appetite, who desires most that
Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus, Which would increase his evil. He that depends
(For, look you, I may make the belly smile, Upon your favors, swims with fins of lead,
As well as speak,) it tauntingly replied

And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! To the discontented members, the mutinous parts

Trust ye?
That envied his receipt ; even so most fitly5 With every minute you do change a mind;
As you malign our senators, for that

And call him noble, that was now your hate, They are not such as you.

Him vile, that was your garland. What's the i Čit. Your belly's answer: What!

matter, The kingly-crowned-head, the vigilant eye, That in these several places of the city The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,

You cry against the noble senate, who, Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter, Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else With other muniments and petty helps

Would feed on one another?-What's theirseeking? In this our fabric, if that they

Men. For corn at their own rates; whereof, they Men.

What then?

say, 'Fore me, this fellow speaks !- What then ?-what The city is well stor'd. then ?

Mar.

Hang 'em! They say? 1 Cit. Should by the cormorant body be re- They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know strain'd,

What's done i'the Capitol: who's like to rise, Who is the sink o' the body,

Who thrives, and who declines: side factions, and Men. Well, what then ?

give out 1 Cit. The former agents, if they did complain, Conjectural marriages; making parties strong, What could the belly answer ?

And feebling such as stand not in their liking, Men.

I will tell you;

Below their cobbled shoes. They say there's grain If you'll bestow a small (of what you have little)

enough? Patience, a while, you'll hear the belly's answer. Would the nobility lay aside their ruth, i Cit. You are long about it.

And let me use my sword, I'd make a quarry.. Men. Note me this, good friend;

With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as high Your most grave belly was deliberate,

As I could pickl my lance. Not rash like his accusers, and thus answered: Men. Nay, these are almost thoroughly perTrue is it, my incorporate friends, quoth he,

suaded; That I receive the general food at first,

For though abundantly they lack discretion, Which you do live upon : and fit it is ;

Yet are they passing cowardly. But I beseech you, Because I am the storehouse, and the shop

What says the other troop? Of the whole body: But if you do remember,

Mar.

They are dissolved: Hang 'em! I send it through the rivers of your blood,

They said they were an-hungry; sigh'd forth proEven to the court, the heart-to the seat o'the brain;

verbs; And, through the cranks and offices of mun, That, hunger broke stone walls; that,dogs must eat; The strongest nerves, and small inferior veins, That, meat was made for mouths; that, the gods From me receive that natural competency

sent not Whereby they live: And though that all at once, Corn for the rich men only :-With these shreds You, my good friends, (this says the belly,) mark They vented their complainings; which being me,

answer'd, 1 Cit. Ay, sir; well, well.

And a petition granted them, a strange one, Men.

Though all at once cannot (To break the heart of generosity, See what I do deliver out to each ;

And make bold power look pale,) they threw their Yet I can make my audit up, that all

caps From me do back receive the flour of all,

As they would hang them on the horns o'the moon, And leave me but the bran. What say you to't ? Shouting their emulation.2 1 Cit. It was an answer. How apply you this? Men.

What is granted them ? Men. The senators of Rome are this goodly belly, Mar. Five tribunes to defend their vulgar wisAnd you the mutinous members: For examine

doms,
Their counsels,and theircares; digest things rightly of their own choice: One's Junius Brutus,,
Touching the weal o'the common; you shall find, Sicinius Velutus, and I know not-'Sdeath!
No public benefit which you receive,

The rabble should have tirst unroot'd the city,
But it proceeds, or comes, from them to you, Ere so prevail'd with me : it will in time
And no way from yourselves.-What do you think? Win upon power, and throw forth greater themes
You, the great toe of this assembly ?--

For insurrection's arguing. 1 Cit. I the great toe! Why the great toe? Men.

This is strange. Men. For that being one o' the lowest, basest, Mur. Go, get you home, you fragments ! poorest,