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Re-enter Aedile, with Citizens.
W7 Sic. Draw near, ye people!
To pluck away their power; as now at last
An 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,
The Cor. Shall I be charg'd no further than this present? And in the power of us the tribunes, we, Must all determine here? Even from this instant, banish him our city;
Ca Sic. I do demand,
In peril of precipitation
CC To suffer lawful censure for such faults
it shall be so.
I si As shall be prov'd upon you ?
Cit. It shall be so,
Rei 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 common
Yo Think on the wounds his body bears, which show friends;
Dn Like graves i'the holy churchyard.
Sic. He's sentenc'd: no more hearing.
I'll Cor. Scratches with briars, Com. Let me speak!
TI Scars to move laughter only.
An I have been consul, and can show from Romc, Men. Consider further,
Il 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
'T More holy, and profound, than mine own life, His rougher accents for malicious sounds,
A My dear wife's estimate, her womb's increase, 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.
1 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:
1 I am so dishonour'd, that the very hous
It 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
V Cor. Şay 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 plumes,
Fan you into despair! llave the power still
For you, the city, thus I turn my back:
There is a world elsewhere. Cit. To the rock with him; to the rock with him!
[Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, Menenius, Sic. Peace!
Senators, and Patricians. We need not put new matter to his charge: Aed. The people's enemy is gone, is gone! What you have seen him do, and heard him speak, Cit. Our enemy's banish'd! he is gone! Hoo! hoo! Beating your ofhcers, cursing yourselves,
[The People shout, and throw up
their cups Opposing laws with strokes, and here defying Sic. Go, see him out at gates, and follow him, 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 at gates; Serv'd well for Rome,
The gods preserve our noble tribunes! - Come!
А ст IV.
SCENE I. — The same. Before the gate of the city I pray yon,
Enter Coriolanus, VOLUNIA, Vircilia, MESESIU'S, Cor. I'll know no further:
Comistus, and several young Patricians. Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death, Cor. Come, leave your tears; a brief farewell! Vagabond exile, flaying. Pent to linger
That common chances common men could bear;
That, when the sea was calm, all boats alike (As much as in him lies) from time to time
Show'd mastership in floating: fortune's blows,
When most struck home, being gentle wounded, Enter Volumnia, Virgilia, and Menerics.
Here comes his mother.
Sic. Let's not meet her.
Sic. They say, she's mad.
Bru. They have ta’en note of us :
Keep on your way:
Requite your love!
Nay, and you shall hear some.- Will you be gone?
[To Brutus. Your husband so much sweat.- Cominius,
Vir. You shall stay too. [To Sicin.] I would, I had
Sic. Are you mankind?
Than thou hast spoken words?
And for Rome's good.- I'll tell thee what;--yet go!
Nay, but thou shalt stay too:- I would my son
His good sword in his hand.
Sic. What then?
Vir. What then?
Men. Come, come, peace!
Sic. I would he had continued to his country,
Bru. I would he had.
Vol. I would he had ? 'Twas you incens'd the rabble :
Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth,
As I can of those mysteries which heaven
Will not have earth to know.
Bru. Pray, let us go!
You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear this:
Sic. Why stay we to be baited
With one that wants her wits?
V ol. Take my prayers with you !
But once a day, it would unclog my heart
Of what lies heavy to't.
[Exeunt. Men. You have told them home,
And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll sap with me? SCENE II. — The same. A street near the gate. Vol. Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself,
Enter SociniuS, BRUTUS and an Aedile. And so shall starve with feeding. — Come, let's go!
In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come!
SCENE II. - A highway between Rome and Antium. Let us seem humbler after it is done,
Enter a Roman and a Volce, meeting. Than when it was a doing.
Rom. I know you well, sir, and you know me: your Sic, Bid them home:
name, I think, is Adrian.
Vol. It is so, sir; truly, I have forgot you.
Rom. I am a Roman; and my services are, as you
[Exit Aedile.are, against them. Know you me yet?
Vol. Nicanor? No.
To bitterest enmity. So, fellest foes, Rom. The same, sir.
Whose passions, and whose plots, have broke their Th Vol. You had more beard, when I last saw you ; sleep
W but your favour is well appeared by your tongue. To take the one the other, by some chance, What's the vews in Rome? I have a note from the Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends, NO Volcian state, to find you out there. You have well And interjoin their issues. So with me:
Th saved me a day's journey: My birth-place hate I, and my love's upon
Co Rom. There hath been in Rome strange insurrec- This enemy town. -- I'll enter : if he slay me, tion: the people against the senators, putricians, and He does fair justice; if he give me way,
I'll do his country service.
[Erit. Vol. Hath been! Is it ended then? Our state thinks SCENE V. - The same. A hall in Auridius's house. not so; they are in a most warlike preparation, and
Music within. Enter a Servant.
TI hope to come upon them in the heat of their di- i Serv. Wine, wine, wine! What service is here! Be vision,
I think our fellows are asleep.
(Exit. TI Ron. The main blaze of it is past, but a small thing
Enter another Servant. would make it fame again. For the nobles receive 2 Serv. Where's Cotus? my master calls for him.-so to heart the banishment of that worthy Coriolanus, Cotus!
(Erit. that they are in a ripe aptness, to take all power from
Enter Coriolants. the people, and to pluck from them their tribunes Cor. A goodly house. The feast smells well; but I
T for ever. This lies glowing, I can tell you, and is al-Appear not like a guest. most mature for the violent breaking out
Re-enter the first Servant.
1 Seru. What would you have, friend? Whence
are you? Here's no place for you: pray, go to the
Cor. I have desery'd no better entertainment,
Re-enter second Servant.
1 Serv. A strange one as ever I looked on: I cannot
Rom. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, and you, avoid the house!
Cor. A gentleman.
Cor. True, so I am,
other station; here's no place for you; pray you,
And batten on cold bits.
8 Serv. What, will you not?'Pr’ythee, tell mj
2 Serv. And I shall.
g Serv. Under the canopy
3 Serv. Where's that?
Cor. I'the city of kites and crows.
3 Seru. I'the city of kites and cross? What av Cit. He is, and feasts the nobles of the state, ass it is! – Then thou dwellest with daws too? At his house this night.
Cor. No, I serve not thy master.
Serv. How, sir! Do you meddle with
Cor. Ay, 'tis an honester service, than to-meddle
, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart,
2 Serv. Here, sir; Va have beaten him like a dog On a dissention of a doit, break out
but for disturbing the lords within.
(Pushes him away.
(Beats him away.
Auf. Whence comest thou? What wouldest thou? Than when I first my wedded mistress saw
Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars ! I tell thee,
[Unmuffling. Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn, Not yet thou know'st me, and seeing me, dost not Or lose mine arın for't. Thou hast beat me out Think me for the man I am, necessity
Twelve several times, and I have nightly since
Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me;
Cor. A name unmusical to the Volcians' ears, Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's throat,
And wak'd half dead with nothing. Worthy Marcius,
Had we no quarrel else to Rome, but that
And take our friendly senators by the hands; daf. I know thee not !--Thy name?
Who now are here, taking their leaves of me,
As best thou art experieac'd, since thon know'st
Thy country's strength and weakness, thine own ways:
Or rudely visit them in parts remote,
To fright them, ere destroy. But come in:
Let me commend thee first to those, that shall
1 Serv. (Advancing.] Here's a strange alteration ! I had fear's death, of all the men i'the world
2 Serv. By my hand, I had thought to have struckI would have 'voided thee: but in mere spite, en him with a cudgel; and yet my mind gave me, To be full quit of those my banishers,
his clothes made a false report of him. Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast
1 Serv. What an arm he has! He turned me about A heart of wreak in thee, that will revenge with his finger and his thumb, as one would set ap Thine own particular wrongs, and stop those maims of shame seen through thy country, speed thee
2 Serv. Nay, I knew by his face, that there was straight,
something in him. He had, sir, a kind of face, meAnd make my misery serve thy turn; so use it,
thought, - I cannot tell how to term it. That my revengeful services may prove
1 Seri. He had so; looking as it were, - 'Wondd As benefits to thee; for I will fight
I were hanged, but I thought there was more in him, Against my canker'd country wath the spleen
than I could think. Of all the under fiends. But if so be
2 Serv. So did I, I'll be sworn. He is simply the Thou dar'st not this, and that to prove more fortunes
rarest man i'the world. Thou art tir'd, then, in a word, I also am
1 Serv. I think, he is; but a greater soldier than Longer to live most weary, and present
he, you wot one. My throat to thee, and to thy ancient malice:
2 Serv. Who? my master ? Which not to cut, would show thee but a fool;
1 Serv. Nay, it's no matter for that. Since I have ever follow'd thee with hate,
2 Serv. Worth six of him. Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breast,
1 Serv. Nay, not so neither; but I take hiin to be And cannot live but to thy shame, unless
the greater soldier. It be to do thee service.
2 Serv. 'Faith, look you, one cannot tell how Auf. o Marcius, Marcius! Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my excellent.
that: for the defence of a town, our general is heart
1 Serv. Ay, and for an assault too.
Re-enter third Servant.
1. 2. Serv. What, what, what? let's partake
1. 2. Serv. Wherefore? wherefore ?
3 Serv. Why, here's he that was wont to thwack As ever in ambitious strength I did
our general, --- Caius Marcius. Contend against thy valour. Know thou firse, 1 Serv. Why do you say, thwack onr general ? I loved the maid I married ; never man
3 Serv. I do not say, thwack onr general; but he Sigh'd truer breath ; but that I see thee here, was always good enough for him. Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart, 2 Sorv. Come, we are fellows, and friends : he was
ever too hard for him; I have heard him say so But with his friends: the common-wealth doth stand;
M himself. And so would do, were he more angry at it.
(llo 1 Seru. He was too hard for him directly, to say Men. All's well; and might have been much betthe truth on't: before Corioli, hc scotch'd him and
And notch'd him like a carbonado. He could have temporiz’d.
The 2 Serv. An he had been cannibally given, he might Sic. Where is he, hear you?
Sie have broiled and eaten him too. Men. Nay, I hear nothing; his mother and his wife
Br 1 Serv. But, more of thy news? Hear nothing from him.
Goc 3 Serv. Why, he is so made on here within, as if
Enter three or four Citizens.
SI he were son and heir to Mars: set at upper end Cit. The gods preserve you both! o'the table: no question asked him by any of the Sic. Good-e'en, our nciglibours !
fe senators, but they stand bald before him, Our gene- Bru. Good e'en to you all, good-e'en to you all!
Tha ral himself makes a mistress of him; sanctifies him- 1 Cit. Ourselves, our wives, and children, on our self with's hand, and turns up the white o’the eye knees,
M to his discourse. But the bottom of the news is, our Are bound to pray for you
ATT general is cut i'the middle, and but one half of Sic. Live, and thrive!
Ass what he was yesterday; for the other has half, by Bru. Farewell, kind neighbours! We wish'd Corio
Up the entreaty and grant of the whole table. He'll go, lanus,
0c he says, and sowle the porter of Rome gates by the Had lov'd you as we did,
WE cars. He will mow down all before him, and leave Cit. Now the gods keep you ! his passage poll’d.
Both Tri. Farewell, farewell! [Exeunt Citizens.
C 2 Serv. And he's as like to do't, as any man I can Sic. This is a happier and more comely time, imagine.
Than when these fellows ran about the streets ;
T 3 Serv. But when they shall see, sir, his crest up Without assistance.
IL again, and the man in blood, they will out of their Men. I think not so. burrows, like conies after rain, and revel all with him. Sic. We should by this, to all our lamentation, T 1 Serv. But when goes this forward ?
If he had gone forth consul, found it so. 3 Serv. To-morrow; to-day; presently. You shall Bru. The gods have well prevented it, and Rome 1 have the drum struck up this afternoon : 'tis, as it Sits safe and still without him. were, a parcel of their feast, and to be executed
Aed. Worthy tribunes,
Which were inshell’d, when Marcius stood for Rome, 2 Serv. 'Tis so; and as wars, in some sort, may And durst not once peep out. be said to be a ravisher; so it cannot be denied, but Sic. Come, what talk you peace is a great maker of cuckolds.
And three examples of the like have been
[Exeunt. Within my age. But reason with the fellow,
Before you punish him, where he heard this ;
And beat the messenger, who bids beware
Sic. Tell not me:
I know, this cannot be.
Enter a Messenger.
Sic. 'Tis this slave;-
Go whip him 'fore the
people's eyes : – his raising!
The slave's report is seconded; and more,
More fearful, is deliver'd.