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Men. I tell you, friends, most charitable care If you'll bestow a small (of what you have Have the patricians of you. For your wants,


(swer. Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well Patience, a while, you'll hear the belly's anStrike at the heaven with your staves, as lift 1 Cit. You are long about it. them


Men. Note me this, good friend; Against the Roman state; whose course will Your most grave belly was deliberate, The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs Not rash like his accusers, and thus answer'a. Of more strong link asunder, than can ever True is it, my incorporate friends, quoth be, Appear in your impediment: For the dearth, That I receive the general food ut first, The gods, not the patricians, make it; and Which you do live upon: and fit it is ; Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Because I am the store-house, and the shop Alack,

Of the whole body: But if you do remember, You are transported by calamity [slander I send it through the rivers of your blood, Thither where more attends you; and you Even to the court, the heart, -to the seat o'the The helms o'the state, who care for you like

brain; When you curse them as enemies. (fathers, And, through the cranks* and offices of man,

1 Cit. Care for us !- True, indeed! - They The strongest nerves, and smali" inferior veins, ne’er cared for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and From me receive that natural competency their store-houses crammed with grain; make Whereby they live: And though that all at once, edicts for usury, to support usurers : 'repeal You, my good friends, (this says the belly,) daily any wholesome act established against

mark me, the rich; and provide more piercing statutes 1 Cit. Ay, Sir; well, well. daily, to chain up and restrain the poor. If the Men. Though all at once cannot wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all See what I do deliver out to each ; the love they bear us.

Yet I can make my audit up, that all, Men. Either you must

From me do back receire the four of all, Confess yourselves wondrous malicious, And leave me but the bran. What say you to't? Or be accus'd of folly, I shall tell you

1 Cit. It was an answer: How apply you A pretty tale ; it may be, you have heard it;

this? But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture Men. The senators of Rome are this good To scale't* a little more.

belly, 1 Cit. Well, I'll hear it, Sir; yet you must And you the mutinous members: For examine not think to fob off our disgracet with a tale : Their counsels, and their cares ; digest things but, an't please you, deliver.


(find, Men. There was a time, when all the body's Touching the weal o'the common? you shall members

No public benefit which you receive, Rebell'd against the belly ; thus accus'd it :- But it proceeds, or comes, from them to you, That only like a gulf it did remain

And no way from yourselves. What do you I'the midst o'the body, idle and inactive,

think? Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing, You the great toe of this assembly? Like labour with the rest; where the other 1 Cit. I the great toe? Why the great toe! instruments

Men. For that being one o'the lowest, basest, Did see, and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel,


(most : And, mutually participate, did minister Or this most wise rebellion, thou go'si foreUnto the appetite and affection common Thou rascal, that art worst in blood, to run Of the whole body. The belly answered,

- Lead'st first to win some vantage.i Cit. Well, Sir, what answer inade the But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs; belly?

Rome and her rats are at the point of battle, Men. Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind of The one side must have bail. Hail, noble smile,


Marcius! Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even (For, look you, I may make the belly smile,

Enter Caius MARCIUS. As well as speak,) it tauntingly replied Mar. Thanks.-What's the matter, you dis. To the discontented members, the mutinous

sentious rogues, parts

That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion, That envied his receipt; even so most ftly Make yourselves scabs? As you malign our senators, for that

1 Cit. We have ever your good word. They are not such as you.

Mar. He that will give good words to thee, i Cit. Your belly's answer:. What!

will flatter The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye, Beneath abhorring.–What would you have, The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,

you curs, Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter, That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights With other muniments and petty helps The other makes you proud. He that trusts In this our fabric, if that they


[hares; Men. What then ?

Where he should find you lions, finds you 'Fore me, this fellow speaks!—what then? Where foxes, geese : You are no surer, no, what then?

Than is the coal of fire upon the ice, 1 Cit. Should by the cormorant belly be re-Or hailstone in the sur.' Your virtue is, strain'd,

To make him worthy, whose offence subdues Who is the sink o'the body,

him, Men. Well, what then?

And curse that justice did it. Who deserves i Cit. The former agents, if they did com- Deserves your hate : and your affections are What could the belly answer? (plain, A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Men. I will tell you ;

Which would increase his evil. He that de

pends Spread it,

+ Hardship Whereas.





+ Bane.

Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead, The Volces are in arms.
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Mar. They have a leader,
Trust ye?

Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to't.
With every minute you do change a mind; I sin in envying his nobility:
And call him noble, that was now your hate, And were 1 any thing but what I am,
Him vile, that was your garland. What's the I would wish me only he.

Com. You have fought together.
That in these several places of the city

Mar. Were half to half the world by the ears, You cry against the noble senate, who,

and he Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else Upon my party, I'd revolt, to make Would feed on one another ?-What's their Only my wars with him: he is a lion seeking?

That I am proud to hunt. Men. For corn at their own rates; whereof, 1 Sen. Then, worthy Marcius, they say,

Attend upon Cominius to these wars. The city is well 'stor’d.

Com. It is your former promise. Mar. Hang 'em! They say?

Mar. Sir, it is ; They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know And I am constant.--Titus Lartius, thou What's done i'the Capitol: who's like to rise, Shalt see me once more strike at Túllus' face : Who thrives, and who declines: side factions, What, art thou stiff? stand’st out? and give out

Tit. No, Caius Marcius;

[other, Conjectural marriages; making parties strong, 1'11 lean upon one crutch, and fight with the And feebling such as stand not in their liking, Ere stay behind this business. Below their cobbled shoes. They say, there's Men. (), true bred! grain enough?

1 Sen. Your company to the Capitol ; where, Would the nobility lay aside their ruth,*

I know,
And let me use my sword, I'd make a quarry! Our greatest friends attend us.
With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as

Tit. Lead you 03:
As I could pickt my lance.

(high Follow, Cominius; we must follow you;
Men. Nay, these are almost thoroughly per- Right worthy you priority.*

Com. Noble Lartius!
For though abundantly they lack discretion, 1 Sen. Hence! To your homes, be gone.
Yet are they passing cowardly. But I beseech

[To the Citizens. What says the other troop?

(you, Mar. Nay, let them follow: Mar. They are dissolved: Hang 'em! The Volces have much corn; take these rats They said, they were an hungry; sigh'd forth thither,

[neers, proverbs;

[eat; To gnaw their garners:t-Worshipful mutiThat hunger broké stone walls; that, dogs must Your valour putst well forth: pray, follow. That meat was made for mouths; that, the gods [Exeunt SENATORS, COM. MAR. Tır. und sent not

Menen. Citizens steal away. Corn for the rich men only:-With these shreds Sic. Was ever man so proud as is this MarThey vented their complainings; which being

cius? answer'a,

Bru. He has no equal, And a petition granted them, a strange one, Sic. When we were chosen tribunes for the (To break the heart of generosity,

people, And make bold power look pale,) they threw Bru. Mark'd you his lip, and eyes? their caps

Sic. Nay, but his taunts. As they would hang them on the horns o'the Bru. Being mov’d, he will not spare to girdę Shouting their emulation.


the gods. Men. What is granted them?

Sic. Be-mock the modest moon. Mur. Five tribunes to defend their vulgar Bru. The present wars devour him: he is - wisdoms,

Too proud to be so valiant.

(grown Of their own choice: One's Junius Brutus, Sic. Such a nature,

[dow Sicinius Velutus, and I know not-'Sdeath! Tickled with good success, disdains the shaThe rabble should have first unroof'd the city; Which he treads on at noon: But I do wonder, Ere so prevail'd with me: it will in time His insolence can brook to be commanded Win upon power, and throw forth greater Under Cominius. For insurrection's

(themes Bru. Fame, at the which he aims,Men. This is strange.

In whom already he is well grac'd.--cannot
Mar. Go, get you home, you fragments! Better be held, nor more attain'd, than by

A place below the first: for what miscarries

Shall be the general's fault, though he perform

To the utmost of a man; and giddy censure
Mes. Where's Caius Marcius?
Mar. Here: What's the matter?

Will then cry out of Marcius, 0, if he

Had borne the brusiness!
Mes. The news is, Sir, the Volces are in

Sic. Besides, if things go well;
Mar. I am glad on't; then we shall have Opinion, that so sticks on Marcius, shall

Of his demerits|| rob Cominius.
means to vent

Bru. Come : Our musty superfluity:-See, our best elders.

Half all Cominius' honours are to Marcius, Enter COMINIUS, Titus LARTIUS, and other SE- Though Marcius earu'd them not; and all his NATORS; Junius Brutus, and Sicinius VE


To Marcins shall be honours, though, indeed, 1 Sen. Marcius, 'tis true, that you have late- In aught he merit not. ly told us;


* Right worthy of precedence. + Grenaries . Pity, compassion. + Heap of dead. Pitch.

Shows itself.

Sneer. Faction. li For insurgents to debate upon i Demerits and merits had anciently the same meaning.


visit you.

Sic. Let's hence, and hear

than picture-like to hang by the wall, if renown How the despatch is made; and in what fa- made it not stir,-was pleased to let bim seek More than in singularity, he goes (shion, danger where he was like to find fame. To a Upon his present action.

cruel war I sent him ; from wherce he returned, Bru. Let's along.

[Exeunt. his brows bound with oak. I tell thee, daugh

ter,- I sprang not more in joy at first hearSCENE II.-Corioli.The Senate-House. ing he was a man-child, than now in first see. Enter Tullus AUFIDIUS, and certain Senators. ing he had proved himself a man.

Vir. But had he died in the business, madam? 1 Sen. So, your opinion is, Aufidius, how then ? That they of Rome are enter'd in our counsels, Vol. Then his good report should have been And know how we proceed.

my son; I therein would have found issue. Auf. Is it not yours?

Hear me profess sincerely: Had I a dozen What ever hath been thought on in this state, sons,--each in my love alike, and done less That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome dear than thine and my good Marcius,- I had Had circumvention !* 'Tis not four days gone, rather had eleven die nobly for their country, Since I heard thence; these are the words: I than one voluptuously surleit out of action.

think, 1 have the letter here; yes, here it is : (Reads.

Enter a GENTLEWOMAN, They have press'd a power, but it is not known Gent. Madam, the lady Valeria is come to Whether for east, or west: The dearth is great; The people mutinous : and it is rumour'd,

Vir. 'Beseech you, give me leave to retire Cominius, Marcius your old enemy,

myself. (Who is of Rome worse hated than of you,) Vol. Indeed, you shall not. And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman, Methinks. I hear hither your husband's drum; These three lead on this preparation

See him pluck Aufidius down by the bair ; Whither 'tis bent : most likely, 'tis for you : As children from a bear the Vólees shunning Consider of it.

him : 1 Sen. Our army's in the field:

Methinks, I see him stamp thus, and call thus,We never

yet made doubt but Rome was ready Come on, you couards, you were got in fear, To answer us.

Though you were born in Rome: His bloody Auf. Nor did you think it folly,


[goes; To keep your great pretences veil'd, till when With his mail'd hand then wiping, forth he They needs must show themselves, which in Like to a harvest-man, that's task'd to mow the hatching,

Or all, or lose his hire. It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery, Vir. His bloody brow! O, Jupiter, no blood! We shall be shorten'd in our aim ; which was, Vol. Away, you fool! it more becomes a To take int many towns, ere, almost, Rome

man, Should know we were afoot.

Than gilt his tropby: The breasts of Hecuba, 2 Sen. Noble Aufidius,

When she did suckle Hector, look'd pot lovelier Take your commission; hie you to your bands: Than Hector's forehead, when it spit forth Let us alone to guard Corioli:

blood If they set down before us, for the remove At Grecian swords' contending.–Tell Valeria, Bring up your army; but, I think, you'll find

We are fit to bid her welcome. [Erit GENT. They have not prepard for us.

Vir. Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius! Auf. O, doubt not that;

Vol. He'll beat Aufidius' head below his I speak from certainties. Nay, more. And tread upon his neck.

[knee, „Some parcels of their powers are forth already, And only hitherward. I leave your honours. Re-enter GENTLEWOMAN, with VALERIA and her If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet,

USHER. 'Tis sworn between us, we shall never strike

Val. My ladies both, good day to you. Till one can do no more.

Vol. Sweet madam, AU. The gods assist you !

Vir. I am glad to see your ladyship. Auf. And keep your honours safe!

Val. How do you both? you are manifest 1 Sen. Farewell.

house-keepers. What, are you sewing here ! 2 Sen. Farewell. All. Farewell.

A fine spot,t in good faith.-How does your

(Exeunt. little son? SCENE III.- Rome.-An Apartment in

Vir. I thank your ladyship; well, good madam. MARCIUS' House.

Vol. He had rather see the swords, and hear

a drum, than look upon his school-master. Enter VOLUMNIA, and VIRGILIA: They sit down

Val. ('my word, the father's son: I'll on two low stools, and sew.

swear, 'tis a very pretty boy. Omy troth, I Vol. I pray you, daughter, sing; or express looked upon him o' Wednesday halt an hour yourself in a more comfortable sort: If my son together: he has such a confirmed countenance. were my husband, I should freelier rejoice in | I saw him run after a gilded butterfly; and that absence wherein he won honour, than in when he caught it, he let it go again ; and after the embracements of his bed, where he would it again; and over and over he comes, and up show most love. When yet he was but tender-again; catched it again: or whether his fall bodied, and the only son of my womb; when enraged him, or how 'twas, he did so set his youth with comeliness plucked all gaze his teeth, and tear it; 0, I warrant, how he mam. way ;t when, for a day of kings' entreaties, a mocked it! mother should not sell him an hour from her Vol. One of his father's moods. beholding; 1,-considering how honour would Val. Indeed la, 'tis a noble child. become such a person ; that it was no better Vir. A crack,g madam.

Val. Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must Pre-occupation. + To subdue. 1 Attracted attention,

# Withdraw. Of work. 1 Tore.

| Bor


have you play the idle huswife with me this af- That we with smoking swords may march from ternoon.


(blast. Vir. No, good madam; I will not out of To help our fielded* friends!-Come, blow thy

doors. Val. Not out of doors!

They sound a parley.-Enter, on the walls, some Vol. She shall, she shall,

SENATORS, and others. Vir. Indeed, no, by your patience: I will Tullus Autidius, is he within your walls?

1 not over the threshold, till my lord return from 1 Sen. No, nor a man ihat fears you less than the wars.

he, Val. Fie, you confine yourself most unrea. That's lesser than a little. Hark, our drums sonably; Come, you must go visit the good

(Alarums afur off. lady that lies in.

Are bringing forth our youth: We'll break our Vir. I will wish her speedy strength, and walls, visit her with my prayers; but I cannot go thi. Rather than they shall pound us up: our gates, ther.

Which yet seem shut, we have but pina'd with Vol. Why, I pray you?

Vir. "Tis not to save labour, nor that I want They'll open of themselves. Hark you, far off; love.

[Other Alarums. Val. You would be another Penelope: yet, There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes they say, all the yarn she spun, in Ulysses' ab- Amongst your cloven army. sence, did but fili Ithaca full of moths. Come; Mar, 0, they are at it! I would, your cambric were sensible as your Lart. Their noise be our instruction.-Ladfinger, that you might leave pricking it for pity. ders, hɔ! Come, you shall go Vir. No, good madam, pardon me; indeed,

The Volces enter and pass over the Stage. I will not forth.

Mar. They fear us not, but issue forth their Val. In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell


[fight yon excellent news of your husband.

Now put your shields before your hearts, and Vir. O, good madam, there can be none yet. With hearts more proof than shields.-AdVal. Verily, I do not jest with you; there

vance, brave Titus: came news from him last night.

They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts, Vir. Indeed, madam?

Which makes me sweat with wrath.-Come Val. In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator

on, my fellows; speak it. Thus it is :- The Volces have an He that retires, I'll take him for a Volce, army forth; against whom Cominius the gen. And he shall feel mine edge. eral' is gone, with one part of our Ronian power; your lord, and Titus Lartius, are set Alarum, and exeunt Romans and VOLces, fight.. down before their city Corioli; they nothing ing. The ROMANS are beaten back to their doubt prevailing, and to make it brief" wars. trenches. Re-enter MARCIUS. This is true, on mine honour; and so, I pray,

Mar. All the contagion of the south light on go with us.


[plagues Vir. Give me excuse, good madam; I will You shames of Rome! you herd of-Boils and obey you in every thing hereafter. Vol. Let her alone, lady; as she is now, she Further than seen, and one infect another

Plaster you o'er; that you may be abhorr'd will but disease our better mirth. Val. In troth, I think, she would :-Fare you That bear the shapes of men, how have you

Against the wind a mile! You souls of geese, well then.-Come, good sweet lady.--Pr'y.

[hell! thee, Virgilia, turn thy solemness out o'door, From slaves that apes would beat? Pluto and and go along with us. Vir. No: at a word, madam; indeed, I must With flight and agued fear! Mend, and charge

All hurt bebind; backs red, and faces pale not. I wish you much mirth.

home, Val. Well, then farewell. (Exeunt.

Or, by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the foe, SCENE IV.-Before Corioli.

And make my wars on you: look to't: Come on ;

(wives, Enter, with Drums and Colours, Marcius, Ti. If you'll stand fast, we'll beat them to their

TUS LArtius, Officers and Soldiers. To them As they us to our trenches followed.
Mar. Yonder comes news:-A wager, they

Another Alurum. The Voices and ROMANS rehave met.

enter, and the fight is renewed. The VOLCES Lart. My horse to yours, no.

retire into Corioli, und MARCIUS follows them Mar. "Tis done.

to the gates. Lart. Agreed.

So, now the gates are ope:--Now prove good Mar. Say, has our general met the enemy?

seconds : Mess. They lie in view; but have not spoke 'Tis for the followers fortune widens them, as yet.

Not for the fliers : mark me, and do the like. Lart. So, the good horse is mine.

[He enters the gates, and is shut in, Mar. I'll buy him of you.

1 Sol. Fool-hardiness; not I. Lart. No, I'll nor sell, nor give him: lend 2 Sol, Nor I. you him, I will,

3 Sol. See, they For halí a hundred years.--Summon the town. Have shut him in.

[Alarum continues. Mar. How far off lie the armies?

All. To the pot, I warrant him.
Mess. Within this mile and half.
Mur. Then shall we hear their larum, and

Enter Titus LARTIUS.
they ours.

Lart. What is become of Marcius? Now, Mars, I pr’ythee make us quick in wo k: AU. Slain, Sir, doubtless.


* In thc field of battle.

* Short.

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