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Are you mankind ? | Vol. I would he had ! 'Twas you incens'd th Vol. Ay, fool; is that a shame?-Note but

rabble ;-
this, fool;

Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth,
Was not a man my father? Hadst thou foxship As I can of those mysteries which heaven
To banish him that struck more blows for Rome | Will not have earth to know.
Than thou hast spoken words?


Pray, let us go. Sio.

O, blessed heavens !. Vol. Now, pray, sir, get you gone : [this ;Vol. More noble blows than ever thou wise You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear words ;

As far as doth the Capitol exceed And for Rome's good.—I'll tell thee what ;—yet The meanest house in Rome; so far, my son go :

(This lady's husband here, this, do you see) Nay, but thou shalt stay too :—I would my son Whom you have banish'd, does exceed you all. Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him,

BRU. Well, well, we'll leave you. His good sword in his band.


Why stay we to be baited Sic.

What then ?

With one that wants her wits ?
What then ? Vol.

Take my prayers with you.— He'd make an end of thy posterity.

[Exeunt Tribunes. VOL. Bastards and all.

I would the gods had nothing else to do, Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome ! | But to confirm my curses ! Could I meet 'em MEN. Come, come, peace.

But once a day, it would unclog my heart
Șic. I would he had continu'd to his country Of what lies heavy to't.
As he began, and not unknit himself


You have told them home ; The noble knot he made.

And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll sup BRU. I would he had.

with me?

Are you mankind !J Are you termagants, viragoes! A mankind woman," Johnson says, " is a woman with the roughness of a man, and, in an aggravated sense, a woman ferocious, violent, and eager to shed blood."

b Cats,-) This is an odd epithet, whether intended for the Tribunes or the rabble. Mr. Collier's annotator would substitute, Curs, but as Volumnia is here upbraiding them for their lack of perception, we surmise the genuine word was Bak, for which i Cats" is an easy misprint

Vol. Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself, | most strange things from Rome, all tending to the And so shall starve with feeding.–Come, let's go : good of their adversaries. Have you an army Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do, ready, say you ? In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come.

ADR. A most royal one: the centurions, and Men. Fie, fie, fie!

[Exeunt. their charges, distinctly billeted, already in the

entertainment, and to be on foot at an hour's warning.

Nic. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, SCENE III.-A Highway between Rome and

and am the man, I think, that shall set them in Antium.

present action. So, sir, heartily well met, and Enter NICANOR and ADRIAN, meeting.

most glad of your company.

ADR. You take my part from me, sir ; I have Nic. I know you well, sir, and you know me :

the most cause to be glad of yours.

Nic. Well, let us go together. [Exeunt. your name, I think, is Adrian.

ADR. It is so, sir : truly, I have forgot you.

Nic. I am a Roman ; and my services are, as you are, against 'em. Know you me yet?

SCENE IV.-Antium. Before Aufidius' House. ADR. Nicanor ? No. Nic. The same, sir.

Enter CORIOLANUS, in mean apparel, disguised ADR. You had more beard when I last saw you;

and muffled. but your favour is well appeared a by your tongue. What's the news in Rome? I have a note from the Cor. A goodly city is this Antium. City, Volscian state, to find you out there : you have well 'T is I that made thy widows; many an heir saved me a day's journey.

Of these fair edifices 'fore my wars Nic. There hath been in Rome strange insur Have I heard groan and drop: then know me not, rections: the people against the senators, patricians, Lest that thy wives with spits, and boys with stones, and nobles.

In puny battle slay me.Adr. Hath been! is it ended then ? Our state thinks not so ; they are in a most warlike prepa

Enter a Citizen. ration, and hope to come upon them in the heat of their division.

Save you, sir. Nic. The main blaze of it is past, but a small Cit. And you. thing would make it flame again ; for the nobles


Direct me, if it be your will, receive so to heart the banishment of that worthy | Where great Aufidius lies: is he in Autium ? Coriolanus, that they are in a ripe aptness to take | Cit. He is, and feasts the nobles of the state at all power from the people, and to pluck from them his house this night. their tribunes for ever. This lies glowing, I can COR. Which is his house, beseech you ? tell you, and is almost mature for the violent Cir. This, here before you. breaking out.

Cor. Thank you, sir ; farewell. [Exit Citizen. ADR. Coriolanus banished ?

O, world, thy slippery turns ! Friends now fast Nic. Banished, sir.

ADR. You will be welcome with this intelli Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, gence, Nicanor.

Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal and exercise, Nic. The day serves well for them now. I Are still together, who twin, as 't were, in love have heard it said, the fittest time to corrupt a Unseparable, shall within this hour, man's wife is when she's fallen out with her hus- On a dissention of a doit, break out band. Your noble Tullus Aufidius will appear well To bitterest enmity: so, fellest foes, in these wars, his great opposer, Coriolanus, being Whose passions and whose plots have broke their now in no request of his country.

To take the one the other, by some chance, Adr. He cannot choose. I am most fortunate, Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear thus accidentally to encounter you : you have

friends ended my business, and I will merrily accompany And interjoin their issues. So with me :-you home.

My birth-place hate I, and my love's upon Nic. I shall, between this and supper, tell you This enemy town.-I'll enter : if he slay me,

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A — your favour is well appeared by your tongue.) This may import, your favour is well manifested, or rendered apparent ; but Johnson would read,-afeared, and Steevens and Mr. Collier's

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He does fair justice ; if he give me way,

Re-enter the first Servant. I'll do his country service.

1 SERV. What would you have, friend ? whence

are you?

Here's no place for you : pray, go to the door. SCENE V.-The same. A Hall in Aufidius'

[Erit. Housc.

Cor. I have deserv'd no better entertainment,

| In being Coriolanus." Music within. Enter a Servant.

Re-cnter second Servant. 1 SERV. Wine, wine, wine! Whiat service is

2 SERV. Whence are you, sir ? Has the porter here! think our fellows are asleep.


his eyes in his head, that he gives entrance to such
companions? Pray, get you out.

Cor. Away !
Enter another Servant.

2 SERv. Away! Get you away.

COR. Now thou 'rt troublesome. 2 SERV. Where's Cotus? my master calls for

2 SERV. Are you so brave? I'll have you him.—Cotus !


talked with anon.


Enter a third Servant. The first meets him. 3 SERV. What fellow's this?

COR. A goodly house:
The feast smells well; but I appear not like a


a In being Coriolanus.) In obtaining his surname fro.n the sack of Corioli,

1 SERV. A strange one as ever I looked on :I COR. Prepare thy brow to frown: know'st thou cannot get him out o' the house : prythee, call

me yet? my master to him.

AUF. I know thee not :thy name? 3 SERV. What save you to do here, fellow? Cor. My name is Caius Marcius, who hath done Pray you, avoid the house.

[hearth. | To thee particularly, and to all the Volsces, COR. Let me but stand ; I will not hurt your Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may 3 SERV. What are you?

My surname, Coriolanus : the painful service, COR. A gentleman.

The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood 3 SERV. A marvellous poor one.

Shed for my thankless country, are requited COR. True, so I am.

But with that surname; a good memory," 3 SERV. Pray you, poor gentleman, take up And witness of the malice and displeasure [mains; some other station : here's no place for you; pray

Which thou should'st bear me: only that name reyou, avoid : come.

The cruelty and envy of the people, COR. Follow your function, go and batten on Permitted by our dastard nobles, who cold bits.

[Pushes him away. Have all forsook me, hath devour'd the rest; 3 SERV. What, will you not? Prythee, tell my And suffer'd me by the voice of slaves to be master what a strange guest he has here.

Whoop'd out of Rome. Now, this extremity 2 SERV. And I shall.

[Exit. Hath brought me to thy hearth ; not out of hope, 3 SERV. Where dwellest thou ?

Mistake me not, to save my life ; for if Cor. Under the canopy.

I had fear'd death, of all the men i' the world 3 SERV. Under the canopy ?

I would have 'voided thee; but in mere spite, COR. Ay.

To be full quit of those my banishers, 3 SERV. Where's that ?

Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast Cor. I'the city of kites and crows.

A heart of wreak in thee, that will revenge 3 Serv. I'the city of kites and crows !- What Thine own particular wrongs, and stop those maims an ass it is !—then thou dwellest with daws too? Of shame seen through thy country, speed thee COR. No, I serve not thy master.

straight, 3 SERV. How, sir! do you meddle with my And make my misery serve thy turn ; so use it, master?

That my revengeful services may prove Cor. Ay; 't is an honester service than to As benefits to thee; for I will fight meddle with thy mistress :

Against my canker'd country with the spleen Thou prat'st, and prat'st; serve with thy trencher, Of all the under fiends. But if so be hence ! [Beats him away. Thou dar'st not this, and that to prove morc fortunes

Thou’rt tir'd, then, in a word, I also am

Longer to live most weary, and present Enter AUFIDIUS and the second Servant. My throat to thee and to thy ancient malice;

Which not to cut would show thee but a fool, AUF. Where is this fellow?

Since I have ever follow'd thee with hate, 2 SERV. Here, sir ; I'd have beaten him like Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breast, a dog, but for disturbing the lords within.

And cannot live but to thy shame, unless
AUF. Whence com’st thou? what wouldst thou? | It be to do thee service.
Thy name ?


O, Marcius, Marcius, Why speak’st not? Speak, man : what's thy name? Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my Con. If, Tullus, not yet thou know'st me,


[Unmuffling. A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter And, seeing me, dost not think me for the man I Should from yond cloud speak divine things, am,

And say, 'Tis true; I'd not believe them more Necessity commands me name myself.

Than thee, all-noble Marcius.(1)—Let me twine AUF. What is thy name? [Servants retire. Mine arms about that body, where against

Cor. A name unmusical to the Volscians' ears, My grained ash an hundred times hath broke, And harsh in sound to thine.

And scar’d the moon with splinters! Here I clip AUF.

Say, what's thy name? The anvil of my sword, and do contest Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face As hotly and as nobly with thy love, Bears a command in 't; though thy tackle's torn, As erer in ambitious strength I did Thou show'st a noble vessel: what's thy name?

Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, a - memory,–] That is, memorial.

the opening scene of this act, where Volumnia calls Coriolanus

"my first son," c Know thou first,-) First apparently means here noblest, as in

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I lov'd the maid I married ; never man

2 Serv. So did I, I'll be sworn: he is simply Sigh'd truer breath ; but that I see thee here, the rarest man i' the world. Thou noble thing ! more dances my rapt heart, 1 Serv. I think he is ; but a greater soldier Than when I first my wedded mistress saw

than he, you wot one. Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars ! I tell 2 SERV. Who ? my master ? thee,

1 Serv. Nay, it's po matter for that. We have a power on foot ; and I had purpose

2 Serv. Worth six on him. Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn,

1 SERV. Nay, not so neither ; but I take him Or lose mine arm for 't : thou hast beat me out to be the greater soldier. Twelve several times, and I have nightly since 2 SERV. Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me; say that: for the defence of a town, our general is We have been down together in my sleep,

Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's throat, 1 Serv. Ay, and for an assault too.
And wak'd half dead with nothing. Worthy

Had we no other quarrel else to Rome, but that

Re-enter third Servant.
Thou art thence banish’d, we would muster all
From twelve to seventy ; and, pouring war

3 SERV. O, slaves, I can tell you news ! news, Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome,

you rascals ! Like a bold flood o'er-bear. O, come, go in, 1 and 2 Serv. What, what, what? let's partake. And take our friendly senators by the hands ;

3 SERV. I would not be a Roman, of all nations ; Who now are here, taking their leaves of me, I had as lieve be a condemned man. Who am prepard against your territories,

1 and 2 SERV. Wherefore ? wherefore ? Though not for Rome itself.

3 SERV. Why, here's he that was wont to thwack Cor.

You bless me, gods ! our general, Caius Marcius AUF. Therefore, most absolute sir, if thou | 1 Serv. Why do you say, thwack our general ? wilt have

3 SERV. I do not say, thwack our general; but The leading of thine own revenges, take

he was always good enough for him. The one half of my commission, and set down, - 2 SERV. Come, we are fellows and friends; he As best thou art experienc'd, since thou know'st was ever too hard for him ; I have heard him say Thy country's strength and weakness,—thine own so himself. ways;

1 SERV. He was too hard for him directly, to Whether to knock against the gates of Rome, say the truth on't: before Corioli, he scotched him Or rudely visit them in parts remote,

and notched him like a carbonado. To fright them, ere destroy. But come in ;

2 SERV. An he had been cannibally given, he Let me commend thee first to those, that shall might have broiled and eaten him too. Say yea to thy desires. A thousand welcomes ! 1 SERV. But more of thy news. And more a friend than e'er an enemy;

3 Serv. Why, he is so made on here within, Yet, Marcius, that was much. Your hand ! Most as if he were son and heir to Mars ; set at upper welcome!

end o' the table ; no question asked him by any of [Exeunt CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS. the senators but they stand bald before him : our 1 SERV. (Advancing.] Here's a strange alte- / general himself makes a mistress of him; sancration !

tifies himself with 's hand, and turns up the white 2 SERV. By my hand, I had thought to have o' the eye to his discourse. But the bottom of the strucken him with a cudgel; and yet my mind news is, our general is cut i’ the middle, and but gave me his clothes made a false report of him. | one half of what he was yesterday; for the other

I SERV. What an arm he has ! He turned me has half, by the entreaty and grant of the whole about with his finger and his thumb, as one would table. He'll go, he says, and sowle* the porter set up a top.

of Rome gates by the ears : he will mow down all 2 SERV. Nay, I knew by his face that there was before him, and leave his passage polled. something in him : he had, sir, a kind of face, 2 SERV. And he's as like to do't as any man methought,-I cannot tell how to term it.

I can imagine. 1 Serv. He had so ; looking, as it were,— 3 SERV. Do't! he will do 't: for, look you, sir, Would I were hanged, but I thought there was he has as many friends as enemies : which friends, more in him than I could think.

sir, as it were, durst not, look you, sir, show thema - sowie-) The etymology of this word is uncertain, but it is Mistress," 1636, where it occurs,still employed in many English counties for lugging and dragging. Steevens quotes a line from Heywood's comedy, called "Love's

b - polled.) Cleared.

" Venus will sowle me by the cars for this."

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