tal bench

Cor. Let go.

To better vantage.

Your wife, your son, these senators, the nobles : | Thy dangerous stoutness ; for I mock at death
Act. III.
Scene II.

ther barn,
Enter

And you will rather show our general lowls * 1 Pat. You do the nobler.

How you can frown, than spend a fawn upon

them, Cor. I muse, ' my mother hence, Does not approve ine further, who was wont

For the inheritance of their loves, and safeguard

of what that want might ruin. him bere To call them woollen vassals, things created ecreed, To buy and sell with groats; to show bare heads

Men. Noble lady ! la congregations, to yawn, be still, and wonder, Come, go with us ; speak fair : you may salve so, When one but of my ordinance + stood up

Not what is dangerous present, but the loss

of what is past. atitude

To speak of peace or war. I talk of you : chrolle

[To VOLUMNIA.

Vol. I pr'ythee now, my son,
Why did you wish me milder ? Would you have Go to them, with this bonnet in thy hard ;
me

And thus far having stretch'd it (here be with
False to my nature ? Rather say, I play

them,) The man I am.

Thy knee bussing the stones, for in such busiVol. O sir, Sir, Sir,

ness

[rant I would have had you put your power well on.

Action is eloquence, and the eyes of the ignoBefore you bad worn it out.

More learned than the ears,) waving thy head,

Which often, thus, correcting thy stout heart, Pol. You might have been enough the 'man That humble, as the ripest mulberry,

Now will not hold

the handling : Or, say to them, you are, With striving less to be so : Lesser had been

Thou art their soldier, and, being bred in broils,
The thwartings of your dispositions, if

Hast not the soft way which, thou dost confess,
You had not show'd them how you were disposa Were fit for thee to use, as they to clair,
Ere they lack'd power to cross you.

In asking their good loves ; but thou wilt frame
Cor. Let them bang.

Thyself, forsooth, hereafter theirs, so far
Vol. Ay, and burn too.

As thou hast power and person.

Men. This but done,
Enter MENENTUS and SENATORS. Even as she speaks, why, all their hearts were
Men. Come, come, you have been too rongh, For they have pardons, being ask'd, as free

:
something too rough ;
You must return,
and mend it.

As words to little purpose.
I Sen. There's no remedy;

Vol. Pr'ythee now,
Unless, by not so doing, our good city

Go, and be rul'd: although, I know, thou hadst
Cleave in the midst, and perish.

rather
Vol. Pray be counseld:

Follow thine enemy in a fiery gulf,
I have a heart as little apt as yours,

Than flatter him in a bower. Here is Cominius.
But yet a brain, that leads my use of anger

Enter COMINIUS.
Men. Well said, noble woman :

Com. I bave been i'the market-place : and,
Before he should thus stoop to the herd, but that
The violent fit o'the time craves it as physic

Sir, tis fit

You make strong party, or defend yourself
for the whole state
, I would put mine armour on By calmness, or by absence : all's in anger.

1

I say.

With as big heart as thon. Do as thou list. Supplied with worthy inen! piant love among us Thy valiantness was mine, thou suck'dst it from Throng our large temples with the shows of peace, But owe thy pride thyself.

(me ; And not our streets with war 1 Cor. Pray, be content:

i Sen. Amen, amen! Mother, I am going to the market-place;

Men. A noble wish.
Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their loves,
Cog their hearts from them, and come home be-

Re-enter ÆDILE, with CITIZENS.
lov'd

Sic. Draw near, ye people. of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going : #d. List to your tribunes : audieuce : Peace, Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul ; Or never trust to what my tongue can do

Cor. First, hear me speak. l'the way of flattery, further.

Both Tri. Well, say:-Peace, ho. Vol. Do your will.

(Erit. Cor. Shall I be charg'd no further than this Com. Away, the tribunes do attend you : arm

present ! yourself

Must all determine ?
To answer mildly; for they are prepar'd

Sic. I do deinand here,
With accusations, as I hear, more strong If you submit you to the people's voices,
Than are upon you yet.

Allow their officers, and are content
Cor. The word is mildly :--Pray you, let us To suffer lawful censure for such faults
Let them accuse ine by invention, I (go: As shall be prov'd upon you ?
Will answer in mine honour.

Cor. I am content.
Men. Ay, but mildly.

Blen. Lo, citizens, he says, he is content : Cor. Well, mildly be it then : mildly. The warlike service he has done, consider ;

(Exeunt. Think on the wounds his body bears, which show

Like graves i'the boly churchyard.
SCENE III.--The same.-The Forum. Cor. Scratches with briers.

Scars to move laughter only.
Enter SICINICS and BRUTUS.

Men. Consider further,
Bru. In this point charge him home-that he That when he speaks not like a citizen,
affects

You find him like a soldier: Do not take Tyravnical power : if he evade us there,

His rougher accents for inalicious sounds, Enforce him with his envy + to the people; But, as I say, such as become a soldier, And that the spoil, got on the Antiales,

Rather than envy you. Was ne'er distributed.

Com. Well, well, no more.

Cor. What is the matter,
Enter an ÆDILE.

That being pass'd for consul with full voice, What, will he come!

I am so dishonour'd, that the very hour Ad. He's coming.

You take it off again?
Bru. How accompanied ?

Sic. Answer to us.
Æd. With old Menenius, and those senators Cor. Say then : 'tis trne, I ought so.
That always favour'd him.

Sic. We charge you, that you bave contriv'd to Sic. Have you a catalogue

take of all the voices that we have procur'd

From Rome all season'd + office, and to wind Set down by the poll !

Yourself into a power tyrannical ; Ed. I have : 'tis ready, here.

For wbich, you are a traitor to the people. Sic. Have you collected them by tribes ?

Cor. How ! Traitor ? Ad. I have.

Men. Nay, temperately : Your promise. Sic. Assemble presently the people hither : Cor. The tires i'the lowest hell fold in the And when they hear me say, It shall be so

people! l'the right and strength o'the commons, be it call me their traitor.—Thon injurious tribune! either

Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths, For death, for fine, or banishment, then let them, In thy hands clutch'd | as many inillions, in If I say fine, cry fine ; is death, cry death; Thy lying tongue both nuinbers, I would say, Insisting on the old prerogative

Thou best, unto thee, with voice as free And power i'the truth o'the cause.

As I do pray the gods. Æd. I shall inform them.

Sic. Mark you this, people? Bru. And when such time they have begun to Cit. To the rock with hiin! to the rock with

him ! Let them not cease, but with a din confus'd

Sic. Peace. Enforce the present execution

We need not put new matter to his charge : Of what we chance to sentence.

What you have seen him do, and heard him speak, Ad. Very well.

Beating your officers, cursing yourselves, Sic. Make them be strong, and ready for this Opposing laws with strokes, and here defying hint,

Those whose great power must try him ; even When we shall bap to give't them.

So criininal, and in such capital kind, (this, Bru. Go about it.

(Exit Edite. Deserves the extremest death. Put him to choler straight : He bath been us'd Bru. But since he hath Ever to conquer, and to have his worth

Serv'd well for Rome,-
or contradiction : Being once chaf'd, he cannot Cor. What! do you prate of service :
Re rein'd again to temperance ; then he speaks Bru. I talk of that, that know it.
What's in his heart; and that is there, which looks Cor. Yon?
With us to break his neck.

Men. Is this
Enter CORIOLANUS, MENENTUS, COMINIUS,

The promise that you made your mother!

Com. Know,
SENATORS, and PatriciaNs.

I pray you,
Sre. Well, here he comes.

Cor. I'll know no further : Hen. Calmly, I do beseech you.

Let thein pronounce the steep Tarpeian death; Cor. Ay, as an ostler, that for the poorest Vagabond exile, flaying ; pent to linger piece

But with a grain a day; I would not buy Will bear the knave t by the volume.-The ho. Their mercy at the price of one fair word, nour'd gods

Nor check my courage for what they can give, Keep Rome in safety, and the chairs of justice To hav't with saying, Good morrow.

Sic. For that he has
+ Accuse him of his batred.
i Will bear being called . knal..

• Injure.

of long standing. Grasped.

cry,

With many beads butts me away-Nay, inother,
Where is your ancient courage you were us'd
Show'd mastersbip in floating : fortune's blows, Enter VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, and MENENIUS.
When most struck home, being gentle wounded, Here comes his mother.

19

banish'a,

It shall be so.

(As much as in him lies) from time to time A noble canning : you were us'd to load me
Envied against the people, seeking means With precepts, that would make invincible
To pluck away their power : as now at last The heart that conn'd them.
Given hostile strokes, and that not in the presence Vir. O heavens! O beavens!
Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers

Cor. Nay, I pr'ythee, woman,-
That do distribute it-In the name o'the people, Vol. Now the red pestilence strike all trades
And in the power of us the tribunes, we,

in Rome,
Even from this instant, banish bim our city ; And occupations perish!
la peril of precipitation

Cor. What, what, what!
From off the rock Tarpeian, never more

I shall be lor'd when I am lack'd. Nay, mother,
To enter our Rome gates : l'the people's name, Resume that spirit, when you were wont to say,
I way it shall be so.

If you had been the wife of Hercules,
Cit. It shall be so,

Six of bis labours you'd have done, and sav'd
It shall be so ; let him away : he's banish'd ; Your husband so much sweat.--Cominius,
And so it shall be.

Droop not; adieu :-Farewell, my wife ! my mo.
Com. Hear me, my masters, and my common

ther!
friends-

I'll do well yet.-Thou old and true Menenius,
Sic. He's sentenc'd : no more bearing Thy tears are salter than a younger man's,
Com. Let me speak:

And venomous to thine eyes.-My sometime
I have been consul, and can show from * Rome,

general,
Her enemies' marks upon me. I do love

I have seen thee stern, and thou hast oft beheld
My country's good, with a respect more tender, Heart-hard'ning spectacles : tell these sad women,
More boly, and profound, than mine own life, 'Tis fond * to wail inevitable strokes, (well,
My dear wife's estimate, + ber womb's increase, As 'tis to laugh at them.-My mother, you wot
And treasure of my loins; then if I would My hazards still have been your solace : and
Speak that

Believe't not lightly, (though I go alone,
Sic. We know your drift : Speak what ? Like to a lonely dragon, that his fen
Bra. There's no more to be said, but he is Makes fear'd) and talk'd of more than seen your

son
As enemy to the people and his country : Will, or exceed the common, or be caught

With cautelous + baits and practice.
Cit. It shall be so, it shall be so.

Vol. My first I son,
Cor. You common cry 1 of curs ! whose breath whither wilt thou go ? Take good Cominius
I hate

With thee a while : Determine on some course,
As reok ş o'the rotten fens, whose love I prize More than a wild exposture $ to each chauce,
As the dead carcasses of unburied men

That starts i'the way before thee.
That do corrupt my air, I banish you;

Cor. O the gods !
And here remain with your uncertainty !

Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thee
Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts !
Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes,

Where thou shalt rest, that thou may'st bear of

us,
Fan you into despair ! Have the power still
To banish your defenders ; till, at length,

And we of thee; so,'if the time thrust forth
Your ignorance (which finds not till

A cause for thy repeal, we shall not send

feels) Making not reservation of yourselves,

O'er the vast world, to seek a single man;

And lose dvantage, which doth ever cool
(Still your own foes,) deliver you, as most
Abated || captives, to some nation

l'the absence of the needer.
That won you without blows ! Despising,

Cor. Fare ye well :

[full For you, the city, thos I turn my back :

Thou hast years upon thee; and thou art too of the wars' surfeits, to go rove with one

That's yet unbruis'd i briug me but out at gate.(Ereunt CORIOLANUS, COMINIUS, MENENTUS, Come, my sweet wife, my dearest mother, and

SENATORS, and PATRICIANS,
Æd. The people's enemy is gone, is gone!

My friends of noble touch, || when I am forth,
Cit. Our enemy's banish'a ? he is gone! Hoo! While I remain 'above the ground, you shall

Bid me farewell, and smile. I pray you, come.
The people shout and throw up their Caps. But what is like me formerly.

Hear from me still ; and never of ine aught
As be bath follow'd you, with all despite :
Sic. Go, see bim out at gates, and follow bim ! Men. That's worthily
Give bim deserved vexation. Let a guard

As any ear can hear.-Come, let's not weep.

If I could shake off but one seven years
Cit. Come, come, let us see him out at gates ; I'd with thee every foot.

From these old arms and legs, by the good gods,
The gods preserve our noble tribunes !-Come.

Cor. Give me thy band :-
Come.

(Exeunt. [Ereunt.

SCENE II.--7he same.-A Street near the
ACT IV.

Gate.
SCENE I.-The same. Before a Gate of the

Enter SICINIUS, BRUTUS, and an ÆDILE.

Sic. Bid them all home : he's gone, and we'll
Enter Coriolanus, VOLUMNIA, Virgilia, The nobility are vexd, who, we see, have sided
Menesius, Coninius, and several young in his behalf.

Bru. Now we have shown our power,
Cor. Come, leave your tears ; a brief farewell : Let us seem humbler after it is done,

Than when it was a doing.

Sic. Bid them home :
To say, extreunity was the trier of spirits ;

Say their great enemy is gone, and they
That common chances common men could bear;

Stand in their ancient strength.

Bru. Dismiss them home. [Exit ÆDILI, sea was calm, all

There is a world elsewhere.

hoo!

Attend us through the city.

come :

City.

PATRICIANS.

-the beast

craves

Sic. Let's not meet her.

+ Value.
Pack.

Vapour.
The government of the people.

• Foolish,
+ Insidious.

* Noblest. 3 Exposure 1 "True metal.

Bru. Why?

you ; but your favour is well appeared by your Sic. They say, she's mad.

tongue. What's the news in Roine? I have a Bru. They have ta'en note of us :

note from the Volscian state, to find you out there : Keep on your way.

You have well saved me a day's journey. Vol. Oh! you're well met: The hoarded plague Rom. There hath been in Rome strange insuro'the gods

rection : the people against the senators, patri. Requite your love!

cians, and nobles. Men. Peace, peace : be not so loud.

Vol. Hath been! Is it ended then ? Our state Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should thinks not so; they are in a most warlike prebear,

paration, and hope to coine upon them in the beat Nay, and you shall hear sonie.-Will you be gone? of their division.

{To BRUTUS. Rom. The main blaze of it is past, but a small Vir. You shall stay too; (TO SICIN.) I would thing would make it fame again. For the nobles I had the power

receive so to heart the banisbinent of that worTo say so to my husband.

thy Coriolanus, that they are in a ripe aptness Sic. Are you mankind ?

to take all power from the people, and to pluck Vol. Ay, fool; is tbat a shame ?--Note but this from them their tribunes for ever. This lies fool.

glowing I can tell you, and is almost mature for Was not a man my father? Hadst thou foxship the violent breaking out. To banish bim that struck more blows for Romne, Vol. Coriolanus panished 1 Than thou hast spoken words?

Rom. Banished, Sir. Sic. O blessed heavens !

Vol. You will be welcome with this intelli. Vol. More noble blows, than ever thou wise gence, Nicanor. words ;

Rom. The day serves well for them now. I And for Rome's good.--l'll tell thee what ;-have heard it said, the fittest ume to corrupt a Yet go :

man's wife, is when she's fallen out with her Nay but thou shalt stay too :I would my son busband. Your noble Tullus Antidius will ap. Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him, pear well in these wars, his great opposer, CoHis good sword in his hand.

riolanus, being now in no request of his counSic. What then 3

try. Vir. What then 1

Vol. He cannot choose. I am most fortunate He'd make an end of thy posterity.

thus accidentally to encounter you: You have Vol. Bastards, and all.

ended my business, and I will merrily accom. Good man, the wounds that he does bear for pany you home. Rome!

Rom. I shall, between this and supper, tell Men. Come, come, peace.

you most strange things from Rome; all tendSic. I would he had continu'd to his country ing to the good of their adversaries. Have you As he began ; and not unknit himself

an army ready, say you ? The noble knot be made.

Vol. A most royal one: the centurions and Bru. I would he had.

their charges distinctly billeted, already in the Vol. I would he had ! 'Twas you incens'd the entertainment, + and to be on foot at av hour's rabble :

warning. Cats, that can judge as Atly of his worth,

Rom. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, As I can of those mysteries which heaven and am the man, I thiuk, that shall set thema will not have earth to know.

in present action. so, Sir, heartily well met, and Bru. Pray, let us go.

most glad of your company. Vol. Now pray, Sir, get you gone :

Vol. You take my part from me, Sir; I have You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear the most cause to be glad of yours. this :

Rom. Well, let us go together.
As far as doth the Capitol exceed
The meanest house in Rome, so far my son, SCENE IV.-Antium.—Before Aufidius'
(This lady's husband here, this, do you see,

House.
Whom you have banish'd, does exceed you all.
Bru. Well, well, we'll leave you.

Enter CORIOLANUS, in mean apparel, disSic. Why stay we to be baited

guised and muffled. With one that wants her wits ?

Cor. A goodly city is this Autium : City, Vol. Take my prayers with you..

"Tis I that made thy widows : nany an heir I would the gods bad nothing else to do, Of these fair edifices 'fore my wars

[Exeunt TriBunes. Have I heard groan, and drop: then know me not But to confirm my curses ! Could I meet them

Lest that thy wives with spits, and boys with stones, But once a day, it would unclog my heart or what lies beavy to't.

Enter a CITIZEN. Men. You have told them home,

In puny battle slay me.-Save you, Sir. And by my troth, you have cause.

Cit. And you. with me?

Cor. Direct me, if it be your will, Vol. Anger's my meat : I sup upon myself, Where great Aufidius lies: Is he in Antium i And so shall starve with feeding.-Comie let's go : Cit. He is, and feasts the nobles of the state Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do, At his house this night. In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come.

Cor. Which is his house, 'beseech you ? Men. Fie, fie, fie!

[Exeunt. Cit. This, here, before you.

Cor. Thank you, Sir: farewell.
SCENE III. A highway between Rome and
Antium.

O world, thy slippery turns ! Friends now fast

SWORD, Enter a ROMAN and a VOLSCB, meeting.

Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Rom. I know you well, Sir, and you know me: Whose hours, whose bed, wbose meal, and exeryour name, I think, is Adrian.

cise, Vol. It is so, Sir : truly, I have forgot you. Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love

Rom. I am a Roman ; and my services are, Unseparable, shall within this hour, as you are, against them : Know you me yet?

On a dissention of a doit, break o Vol. Nicanor ? No.

To bitterest enmity : So, kellest foes, Rom. The same, Sir.

Whose passions and whose plots have broke their Vol. You bad piore beard, when I last saw

sleep

(Ereunt.

You'll sup

(Erit CITIZEN.

the door.

Cor. Away!
2 Serr. Away? Get you away::

Thou prat'st, and prat'st ; serve with thy trencher, Contend against thy valour. Know thou first,

To take the one the other, by some chance, 2 Serv. Here, Sir : I'd have beaten him like a in Roo!

Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear dog, but for disturbing the lords within. to in veneet friends,

Auf. Whence comest thou? what wouldest And interjoin their issues. So with me :

thon ? Thy name? Rods

My birth-place hate I, and my love's upon Why speak'st not 1 Speak, man : What's tay the xala This enemy town. I'll enter: if he slay me,

name? He does fair justice, if he give me way,

Cor. If, Tullus,

(Unmuffling. I'll do bis country service.

(Exit. Not yet thou kuow'st me, and seeing me, dost uot

Think me for the man I am, necessity
SCENE V.-The same.-A hall in AUFIDIUS's Commands me name myself.
House.

Auf. What is thy name?

(SERVANTS retire. Music uithin. Enter a SERVANT.

Cor. A name ynmusical to the Volscians' ears,
1 Serr. Wine, wine, wine! What service is And harsh in sound to thine.
here! I think our fellows are asleep. (Erit. Auf. Say, what's thy name?

Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face
Enter another SERVANT.

Bears a command in't : though

thy tackle's torn, es

2 Ser. Where's Cotus ! my master calls for Thou show'st a noble vessel. What's thy name? bim. Cotus !

Cor. Prepare thy brow to frown: Know'st

thou me yet? Enter CORIOLANUS.

Auf. I know thee pot :-Thy name? Cor. A goodly house : The feast smells well : Cor. My name is Caius Marcius, who bath but I

done Appear not like a guest.

To thee particularly, and to all the Volsces,

Great hurt and inischief; thereto wituess may Re-enter the first SERVANT.

My surname, Coriolanus : The painful service, 1 Serr. What would you have, friend ? Whence The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood ite you ? Here's no place for you: Pray, go to Shed for my thankless country, are requited

But with that surname ; a good memory,
Cor. I have deserv'd no better entertainment

And witness of the malice and displeasure
In being Coriolanus.

Which thou should'st bear me : only that name

remains : Re-enter second SERVANT.

The cruelty and envy of the people,
2 Sere. Whence are you, Sir ? Has the porter Permitted by our dastard nobles, who
bis, eyes in his head, that 'he gives entrance to Have all forsook me, bath devour'd the rest ;
such companions ? I Pray, get you out.

And suffer'd me by the voice of slaves to be
Whoop'd out of Rome. Now, this extremity

Hath brought me to thy hearth ; not out of hope,
Cor. Now thou art troublesome.

Mistake me not, to save my life ; for if 2 Sere. Are you so brave ? P’u have you talked ! bad fear'd death, of all the men i'the world

I would have 'voided thee: but in mere spite, Enter a third Servant. The first meets him. Stand before thee here. "Then if thon bast

To be full quit of those my banishers, 3 Serv. What fellow's this?

A heart of wreak + in thee, that will revenge Serv. A strange one as ever I looked on: I Thine own particular wrongs, and stop those cannot get bim out o'the house : Pr'ythee, call

maims i
my master to biin.
3 Serv. What have you to do here, fellow ?

of shame seen through thy country, speed thee

straight,

And make my misery serve thy turn : so use it,
Cor. Let me but stand : I will not hurt your That my revengeful services may prove

As benefits to thee ; for I will fight
Against my canker'd country with the spleen
Of all the under ý fiends. But if so be
Thou dar'st not this, and that to prove more for.

tunes
some other station ; bere's no place for you ; pray Longer to live most weary, and present
omeetrih. Pray you, poor gentleman, take up Thou art tir’d, then, in a word, I also am

My throat to thee, and to thy ancient malice,

, to , fool ; had battent on cold bits. Fushes him away. Since" i have ever follow'd thee with bate, taster what a strange guest he has bere. baseeroWhat, will you not? Priythee tell my Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breast ;

And cannot live but to thy shame, unless
(Exit. It be to do thee service.

Auf, O Marcius, Marcius,
Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from

my heart
A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter (say,
Should from yon cloud speak divine things, and
'Tis true, I'd not believe them more than thee,

All noble Marcius.-Oh! let me twine Sere: l'the city of kites and crows 2-What Mine arms about that body, where against le case it is !- Then thou dweliest with daws too? My grained ash an hundred times hath

broke, 3 Serr. How, Sir! do you meddle with my

And scar'd the moon with splinters! Here I

clip
near Ay; 'tis an honester service than to As hotly and as nobly with thy love,

The anvil of 'my sword ; and do contest,

in
(Beats him away. I lov'd the maid I 'married ; never man
Enter Aupidius and the second SERVANT.

Sigh'd truer breath ; but that I see thee here,
Thou noble thing ! more dances my rapt heart,

Than when I first my wedded mistress saw
• Having derived that name from Corioli.

• Memorial. + Resentment. * Woundo. # Feed.

Infernal. | Embrace.

with anon,

Pray you, avoid the house

bearth,
* Serv. What are yon ?
Cor. A gentleman.
3 Serv. A marvellous poor one.
Cor. True, so I am.

you, avoid : come.
Cor. Follow your function, go!

2 Sert, And I shall.
3 Seru, Where dwellest thou?
Cor. Under the canopy.
2 Serv. Under the canopy ?

Cor. Ay.

3 Serv. Where's that?
Cor. l' the city of kites and crows.

Cor. No, I serve not thy master.

master1

meddle with thy mistress :

hence !

Auf. Where is this fellow?

Follows.