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Men.

A good demand.
Vol. If it be honour, in your wars, to seem
The same you are not, (which, for your best ends,
You adopt your policy,) how is it less, or worse,
That it shall hold companionship in peace

With honour, as in war; since that to both
It stands in like request?

Cor.

Why force you3 this?
Vol. Because that now it lies you on to speak
To the people; not by your own instruction,
Nor by the matter which your heart prompts you to,
But with such words that are but roted in
Your tongue, though but bastards, and syllables
Of no allowance, to your bosom's truth."
Now, this no more dishonours you at all,
Than to take in a town' with gentle words,
Which else would put you to your fortune, and
The hazard of much blood.-

I would dissemble with my nature, where
My fortunes, and my friends, at stake, requir'd,
I should do so in honour: I am in this,
Your wife, your son, these senators, the nobles;
And
you will rather show our general lowts"
How you can frown, than spend a fawn upon them,
For the inheritance of their loves, and safeguard
Of what that want' might ruin.

Men.

Come, go with us; speak fair:
Not what is dangerous present,

Why force you-] Why urge you. 4 bastards, and syllables

Noble lady!you may salve so, but the loss

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Of no allowance, to your bosom's truth.] I read: of no alliance;" therefore bastards. Yet allowance may well enough stand, as meaning legal right, established rank, or settled authority. JOHNSON.

5 Than to take in a town-] To subdue or destroy. our general lowts-] Our common clowns.

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that want-] The want of their loves.

Of what is past.
Vol.
1 pr'ythee now, my son,
Go to them, with this bonnet in thy hand;

And thus far having stretch'd it, (here be with them,)
Thy knee bussing the stones, (for in such business
Action is eloquence, and the eyes of the ignorant
More learned than the ears,) waving thy head,
Which often, thus, correcting thy stout heart,
That humble, as the ripest mulberry,

Now will not hold the handling: Or, say to them,
Thou art their soldier, and being bred in broils,
Hast not the soft way, which, thou dost confess,
Were fit for thee to use, as they to claim,
In asking their good loves; but thou wilt frame
Thyself, forsooth, hereafter theirs, so far

As thou hast power, and person.

This but done,

Men. Even as she speaks, why, all their hearts were yours: For they have pardons, being ask'd, as free

As words to little purpose.

Vol.

Pr'ythee now,

Go, and be rul'd: although, I know, thou had'st

rather

Follow thine enemy in a fiery gulf,

Than flatter him in a bower.

Here is Cominius.

Enter COMINIUS.

Com. I have been i' the market-place: and, sir,

'tis fit

You make strong party, or defend yourself
By calmness, or by absence; all's in anger.

Men. Only fair speech.

Com.

I think, 'twill serve, if he

Can thereto frame his spirit.

Vol.

Pr'ythee, now, say, you will,

He must, and will:and go about it.

Cor. Must I go show them my unbarb'd sconce?"
Must I

With my base tongue, give to my noble heart
A lie, that it must bear? Well, I will do't:
Yet were there but this single plot to lose,
This mould of Marcius, they to dust should grind it,
And throw it against the wind.-To the market-
place:-

You have put me now to such a part, which never
I shall discharge to the life.

Com.

Come, come, we'll prompt you. Vol. I pr'ythee now, sweet son; as thou hast said, My praises made thee first a soldier, so,

To have my praise for this, perform a part

Thou hast not done before.

Cor.

Well, I must do't:

Away, my disposition, and possess me

Some harlot's spirit! My throat of war be turn'd, Which quired with my drum,' into a pipe

Small as an eunuch, or the virgin voice

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That babies lulls asleep! The smiles of knaves
Tent in my cheeks; and school-boys' tears take up
The glasses of my sight! A beggar's tongue

Make motion through my lips; and my arm'd knees,
Who bow'd but in my stirrop, bend like his
That hath receiv'd an alms!-I will not do't:
Lest I surcease to honour mine own truth,
And, by my body's action, teach my mind.
A most inherent baseness.

Vol.

At thy choice then:

To beg of thee, it is my more dishonour,

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my unbarb'd sconce?] Unbarbed sconce is untrimmed or unshaven head.

9 — single plot -] i. e. piece, portion; applied to a piece of earth, and here elegantly transferred to the body, carcase.

1 Which quired with my drum,] Which played in concert with my drum.

Tent in my cheeks;] To tent is to take up residence.

Than thou of them. Come all to ruin; let
Thy mother rather feel thy pride, than fear
Thy dangerous stoutness; for I mock at death
With as big heart as thou. Do as thou list.

Thy valiantness was mine, thou suck'dst it from me; But owe thy pride thyself.

Cor.

Pray, be content; Mother, I am going to the market-place; Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their loves, Cog their hearts from them, and come home belov'd Of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going: Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul; Or never trust to what my tongue can do

I' the way of flattery, further.

Vol.

Do your will. [Exit.

Com. Away, the tribunes do attend you: arm yourself

To answer mildly; for they are prepar'd

With accusations, as I hear, more strong

Than are upon you yet.

Cor. The word is, mildly:-Pray you, let us go:

Let them accuse me by invention, I

Will answer in mine honour.

Men.

Ay, but mildly.

Cor. Well, mildly be it then; mildly. [Exeunt.

let

Thy mother rather feel thy pride, than fear

Thy dangerous stoutness;] This is obscure. Perhaps, she means:-Go, do thy worst; let me rather feel the utmost extremity that thy pride can bring upon us, than live thus in fear of thy dangerous obstinacy. JOHNSON.

owe-] i. e. own.

SCENE III.

The same. The Forum.

Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS.

Bru. In this point charge him home, that he
affects

Tyrannical power: If he evade us there,
Enforce him with his envy' to the people;
And that the spoil, got on the Antiates,
Was ne'er distributed.-

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How accompanied?

Ed. With old Menenius, and those senators

That always favour'd him.

Sic.

Have you a catalogue

Of all the voices that we have procur'd,

Set down by the poll?

Ed.

I have; 'tis ready, here.
Sic. Have you collected them by tribes?
Ed.

Sic. Assemble presently the people hither:
And when they hear me say, It shall be so

I have.

I the right and strength o'the commons, be it either For death, for fine, or banishment, then let them, If I say, fine, cry fine; if death, cry death;

Insisting on the old prerogative

And power i'the truth o'the cause.

Ed.

I shall inform them.

Bru. And when such time they have begun to cry,

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