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Men. A hundred thousand welcomes: I could
weep, And I could laugh; I am light, and heavy: Wel
come: A curse begin at very root of his heart, That is not glad to see thee!- You are three, That Rome should dote on: yet, by the faith of men, We have some old crab-trees here at home, that will
Your hand, and yours:
[To his wife and mother Ere in our own house I do shade my head, The good patricians must be visited; From whom I have received not only greetings, But with them change of honours. Vol.
I have lived To see inherited my very wishes, And the buildings of my fancy: only there Is one thing wanting, which I doubt not, but Our Rome will cast upon thee. Cor.
Know, good mother, I had rather be their servant in my way, Than sway with them in theirs. Com.
On, to the Capitol. [Flourish. Cornets. Exeunt in state, as before.
The Tribunes remain.
Her richest lockram* 'bout her reechyt neck, Clambering the walls to eye him: stalls, bulks, win.
On the sudden,
Then our office may,
Sic. He cannot temperately transport his honours From where he should begin, and end; but will Lose those that he hath won. Bru.
In that there's comfort. Sic. Doubt not the commoners, for whom we
I heard him swear,
• Best linen,
'Tis right. Bru. It was his word: 0, he would miss it, rather Than carry it, but by the suit o'the gentry to him, And the desire of the nobles. Sic.
I wish no better, Than have him hold that purpose, and to put it In execution.
Bru. 'Tis most like, he will.
Sic. It shall be to him then, as our good wills;
So it must fall out
This, as you say, suggested At some time when his soaring insolence Shall teach the people (which time shall not want, If he be put upon't; and that's as easy, As to set dogs on sheep), will be his fire To kindle their dry stubble; and their blaze Shall darken him for ever.
Enter a Messenger,
What's the matter? Mess. You are sent for to the Capitol. 'Tis
thought, That Marcius shall be consul: I have seen The duinb men throng to see him, and the blind To hear him speak: The matrons Aung their gloves, Ladies and maids their scarfs and handkerchiefs,
Upon him as he pass'd: the nobles bended,
Let's to the Capitol;
Have with you.
Enter two Officers, to lay cushions. 1 Off. Come, come, they are almost here: How many stand for consulships?
2 Off. Three, they say: but 'tis thought of every one, Coriolanus will carry it.
1 Off. That's a brave fellow; but he's vengeance proud, and loves not the common people.
2 Off. 'Faith, there have been many great men that have flatter'd the people, who ne'er loved them; and there be many that they have loved, they know not wherefore: so that, if they love they know not why, they hate upon no better a ground : Therefore, for Coriolanus neither to care whether they love or hate him, manifests the true knowledge he has in their disposition; and out of his noble carelessness, lets them plainly see't.
1 Off. If he did not care whether he had their love, or no, he waved indifferently'twixt doing them neither good, nor harm; but he seeks their hate with greater devotion than they can render it him; and leaves nothing undone, that may fully discover himtheir opposite*. Now, to seem to affect the malice and displeasure of the people, is as bad as that which he dislikes, to flatter them for their love.
2 Off. He hatb deserved worthily of his country: And his ascent is not by such easy degrees as those, who, having been supple and courteous to the people, bonnetted t, without any further deed to heave them at all into their estimation and report: but he hath so planted his honours in their eyes, and his actions in their hearts, that for their tongues to be silent, and not confess so much, were a kind of ingrateful injury; to report otherwise were a malice, that, giving itself the lie, would pluck reproof and rebuke from every ear that heard it,
1 Off. No more of him; he is a worthy man: Make way, they are coming.
A sennet. Enter, with Lictors before thein, Comi
nius, the Consul, Menenius, Coriolanus, many other Senators, Sicinius and Brutus. The Sena. tors take their places; the Tribunes take theirs also by themselves.
Mon. Having determind of the Volces, and
Speak, good Cominius;
+ Took off caps.