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1 Cit. The gods be good to us! Come, masters, Fights dragon-like, and does achieve as soon let's home. I ever said, we were i' the wrong, As draw his sword : yet he hath left undone when we banished him.

That, which shall break his neck, or hazard mine, 2 Cit. So did we all. But come, let's home. Whene'er we come to our account.

(Exeunt Citizens. Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry Bru. I do not like this news.

Rome? Sic. Nor I.

Auf. All places yield to him ere he sits down; Bru. Let's to the Capitol : – Would half my And the nobility of Rome are his : wealth

The senators, and patricians, love him too. Would buy this for a lie.

The tribunes are no soldiers; and their people Sic. Pray, let us go. (Ereunt. Will be as rash in the repeal, as hasty

To expel him thence. I think, he'll be to Rome, SCENE VII. - A Camp; at a small distance As is the osprey ? to the fish, who takes it from Rome.

By sovereignty of nature. First he was

A noble servant to them; but he could not
Enter AUFIDIUS, and his Lieutenant.

Carry his honours even: whether 'twas pride, Auf. Do they still fly to the Roman ?

Which out of daily fortune ever taints Liệu. I do not know what witchcraft's in him; but The happy man ; whether defect of judgment, Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat, To fail in the disposing of those chances Their talk at table, and their thanks at end; Which he was lord of; or whether nature, And you are darken'd in this action, sir,

Not to be other than one thing, not moving Even by your own.

From the casques to the cushion, but commanding Auf I cannot help it now ;

peace Unless, by using means, I lame the foot

Even with the same austerity and garb Of our design. He bears himself more proudlier As he controll'd the war; but, one of these, Even to my person, than I thought he would, (As he hath spices of them all, not all TM, When first I did embrace him: Yet bis nature For 1 dare so far free him,) made him fear'd, In that's no changeling; and I must excuse So hated, and so banish’d. But he has a merit, What cannot be amended.

To choke it in the utterance. So our virtues Lieu.

Yet I wish, sir, Lie in the interpretation of the time; (I mean for your particular,) you had not

And power, unto itself most commendable,
Join'd in commission with him : but either Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair
Had borne the action of yourself, or else

To extol what it hath done.
To him had left it solely.

One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail; Auf. I understand thee well; and be thou sure, Rights by rights fouler, strengths by strengths do When he shall come to his account, he knows not

fail. What I can urge against him. Although it seems, Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine, And so he thinks, and is no less apparent

Thou art poor'st of all; then shortly art thou mine. To the vulgar eye, that he bears all things fairly,

[Ereunt. And shows good husbandry for the Volscian state;


SCENE I. - Rome. A publick Place.

Men. Why, so; you have made good work:

A pair of tribunes that have rack'd for Rome, Enter MENENIUS, Comenius, Sicinius, BRUTUS, To make coals cheap: A noble memory ! and others.

Com. I minded him, how royal 'twas to pardon

When it was less expected: He replied, Men. No, I'll not go: you hear, what he hath It was a bare petition of a state said,

To one whom they had punish'd. Which was sometime his general; who lov'd him Men.

Very well : In a most dear particular. He call'd me father : Could he say less? But what o' that? Go, you that banish'd him, Com. I offer'd to awaken his regard A mile before his tent fall down, and kneel For his private friends : His answer to me was, The way unto his mercy : Nay, if he coy'di He could not stay to pick them in a pile To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home. Of noisome, musty chaff: He said, 'twas folly, Com. He would not seem to know me.

For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt, Men.

Do you hear ? And still to nose the offence. Com. Yet one time he did call me by my name : Men.

For one poor grain I urg'd our old acquaintance, and the drops Or two? I am one of those ; his mother, wife, That we have bled together. Coriolanus

His child, and this brave fellow too, we are the He would not answer to : forbad all names;

grains : He was a kind of nothing, titleless, Till he had forg'd himself a name i' the fire

2 An eagle that preys on fish.

* Helmet

* The chair of civil authority. Not all in their full extent Of burning Rome.

64.e. Have managed so well for Rome as to get the town I Condescended unwillingly.

burnt to save the expense of coals.

Is not he



You are the musty chaff; and you are smelt i Men.

Good my friends, Above the moon: We must be burnt for you. If you have heard your general talk of Rome,

Sic. Nay, pray, be patient: If you refuse your aid And of his friends there, it is lots 7 to blanks, In this so never-heeded help, yet do not

My name hath touch'd your ears: it is Menenius. Upbraid us with our distress. But, sure, if you í G. Be it so; go back: the virtue of your name Would be your country's pleader, your good tongue More than the instant army we can make,


I tell thee, fellow, Might stop our countryman.

Thy general is my lover 8: I have been Men.

No; I'll not meddle. The book of his good acts, whence men have read Sic. I pray you, go to him.

His fame unparallel'd, haply, amplified; Men.

What should I do? For I have ever verified my friends, Bru. Only make trial what your love can do (Of whom he's chief,) with all the size that verity For Rome towards Marcius.

Would without lapsing suffer : nay, sometimes, Men.

Well, and say that Marcius Like to a bowl upon a subtle ground, Return me, as Cominius is return'd,

I have tumbled past the throw; and in his praise Unheard; what then ?

Have almost stamp'd the leasing': Therefore, But as a discontented friend, grief-shot With his unkindness ? Say't be so ?

I must have leave to pass. Sic.

Yet your good will i G. Sir, if you had told as many lies in his Must have that thanks from Rome, after the measure behalf, as you have uttered words in your own, As you intended well.

you should not pass here: no, though it were as Men. I'll undertake it:

virtuous to lie, as to live chastely. Therefore, go I think, he'll hear me. Yet to bite his lip,

back. And hum at good Cominius, much unhearts me. Men. Priythee, fellow, remember my name is He was not taken well; he had not din'd:

Menenius, always factionary on the party of your The veins unfill'd, our blood is cold, and then general. We pout upon the morning, are unapt

2 G. Howsoever you have been his liar, (as you To give or to forgive; but when we have stuff"d say, you have,) I am one that, telling true under These pipes and these conveyances of our blood him, must say, you cannot pass. Therefore, go With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls back. Than in our priest-like fasts: therefore I'll watch him Men. Has he dined, can’st thou tell? for I would Till he be dieted to my request,

not speak with him till after dinner. And then I'll set upon him.

1 G. You are a Roman, are you? Bru. You know the very road into his kindness, Men. I am as thy general is. And cannot lose your way.

1 G. Then you should hate Rome, as he does. Men.

Good faith, I'll prove him, Can you, when you have pushed out your gates the Speed how it will. I shall ere long have knowledge very defender of them, and, in a violent popular Of my success.

[Erit. ignorance, given your enemy your shield, think to Com. He'll never hear him.

front his revenges with the easy groans of old Sic.

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

Men. Sirrah, if thy captain knew I were here, Unless his noble mother, and his wife;

he would use me with estimation. Who, as I hear, mean to solicit him

2 G. Come, my captain knows you not. For mercy to his country. Therefore let's hence,

| Men. I mean, thy general. And with our fair entreaties haste them on.

I G. My general cares not for you. Back, I say;

(Ereunt. go, lest I let forth your half pint of blood :SCENE II. – An advanced Post of the Volscian

back, - 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 go 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 estiyour leave,

mation ; you shall perceive that a Jack + guardant I am an officer of state, and come

cannot office me from my son Coriolanus : guess, To speak with Coriolanus.

but by my entertainment with him, if thou stand'st 1 G

From whence ? not i' the state of hanging, or of some death more Men.

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

come upon thee. — The glorious gods sit in hourly Will no more hear from thence.

synod about thy particular prosperity, and love thee 26. You'll see your Rome embrac'd with fire, before

Deceitful You'll speak with Coriolanus.

i Prizes.
& Friend.

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no worse than thy old father Menenius does! 0, Nor from the state, nor private friends, hereafter my son! my son! thou art preparing fire for us ; / Will I lend ear to. - Ha! what shout is this? look thee, here's water to quench it. I was hardly

[Shout within. moved to come to thee; but being assured, none Shall I be tempted to infringe my vow but myself could move thee, I have been blown In the same time 'tis made? I will not. out of your gates with sighs; and conjure thee to

Enter in mourning Habits, VIRGILIA, VOLUMNIA, pardon Rome, and thy petitionary countrymen. The good gods assuage thy wrath, and turn the

leading young Marcius, VALERIA, and Atdregs of it upon this varlet here; this, who, like a

tendants. block, hath denied my access to the

My wife comes foremost; then the bonour'd mould Cor. Away!

Wherein this trunk was fram'd, and in her hand Men. How! away?

The grandchild to her blood. But, out, affection! Cor. Wife, mother, child, I know not. My affairs All bond and privilege of nature, break! Are servanted to others: Though I owe

| Let it be virtuous, to be obstinate. — My revenge properly, my remission lies

What is that curt'sy worth ? or those doves' eyes, In Volscian breasts. That we have been familiar, | Which can make gods forsworn? — I melt, and am Ingrate forgetfulness shall poison, rather

not Than pity note how much. - Therefore, begone.

| Of stronger earth than others. — My mother bows; Mine ears against your suits are stronger, than | As if Olympus to a molehill should Your gates against my force. Yet, for 5 I lov'd thee, In supplication nod: and my young boy Take this along; I writ it for thy sake,

Hath an aspect of intercession, which

(Gives a Lelter. Great nature cries, Deny not, - Let the Volces And would have sent it. Another word, Menenius, Plough Rome, and harrow Italy; I'll never I will not hear thee speak. - This man, Aufidius, Be such a gosling to obey instinct; but stand, Was my beloved in Rome : yet thou behold'st As if a man were author of himself, Auf. You keep a constant temper.

And knew no other kin. [Exeunt Coriol. and AUFID.

My lord and husband! 1 G. Now, sir, is your name Menenius.

Cor. These eyes are not the same I wore in 2 G. 'Tis a spell, you see, of much power : You

Rome. know the way home again.

Vir. The sorrow that delivers us thus chang'd, 1 G. Do you hear how we are shent 6 for keeping Makes you think so. your greatness back ?


Like a dull actor now, 2 G. What cause, do you think, I have to swoon?

I have forgot my part, and I am out, Men. I neither care for the world, nor your

Even to a full disgrace. Best of my flesh, general : for such things as you, I can scarce think

Forgive my tyranny; but do not say, there is any, you are so slight. He that hath a will

For that, Forgive our Romans. - 0, a kiss to die by himself, fears it not from another. Let

Long as my exile, sweet as my revenge! your general do his worst. For you, be that you Now by the jealous queen 8 of heaven, that kiss are, long; and your misery increase with your age !

I carried from thee; and my true lip I say to you, as I was said to, Away! (Exit.

Hath virgin'd it e'er since. - You gods! I prate i G. A noble fellow, I warrant him.

And the most noble mother of the world 2 G. The worthy fellow is our general: He is the Leave unsaluted : Sink, my knee i' the earth; rock, the oak not to be wind-shaken. (Exeunt.

(Kneels. Of thy deep duty more impression show

Than that of common sons. SCENE III. - The Tent of Coriolanus.


O, stand up bless’d! Enter CORIOLANUS, AUFIDIUS, and others.

Whilst with no softer cushion than the fint,

I kneel before thee; and unproperly Cor. We will before the walls of Rome to-morrow Show duty, as mistaken all the while Set down our host. — My partner in this action, Between the child and parent.

[Kneels. You must report to the Volscian lords, how plainly Cor.

What is this? I have borne in this business.

Your knees to me? to your corrected son ?

Only their ends | Then let the the pebbles on the hungry beach
You have respected; stopp'd your ears against | Fillip the stars ; then let the mutinous winds
The general suit of Rome; never admitted | Strike the proud cedars 'gainst the fiery sun;
A private whisper, no, not with such friends | Murd'ring impossibility, to make
That thought them sure of you.

What cannot be, slight work.
This last old man, Vol.

Thou art my warrior Whom with a crack'd heart I have sent to Rome, I holp to frame thee. Do you know this lady? Loved me above the measure of a father ;

1 Cor. The noble sister of Publicola, Nay, godded me, indeed. Their latest refuge The moon of Rome; chaste as the icicle, Was to send him: for whose old love, I have That's curded by the frost from purest snow, (Though I show'd sourly to him,) once more And hangs on Dian's temple: Dear Valeria! offer'd

| Vol. This is a poor epitome of yours,
The first conditions, which they did refuse, Which by the interpretation of full time
And cannot now accept, to grace him only, May show like all yourself.
That thought he could do more; a very little


The god of soldiers, I have yielded too: Fresh embassies, and suits, With the consent of supreme Jove, inform 3 Because.

Thy thoughts with nobleness; that thou may'st prove 6 Reprimanded. 7 Openly.

8 Juno.

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