In honor follows, Coriolanus.

Welcome to Rome, renowned Coriolanus! [Flourish.
All. Welcome to Rome, renowned Coriolanus!
Cor. No more of this; it does offend my heart.
Pray now, no more.

Com.

Cor.

Look, sir, your mother,

You have, I know, petitioned all the gods

For my prosperity.

Vol.

O!

[Kneels.

Nay, my good soldier, up;

My gentle Marcius, worthy Caius, and

By deed-achieving honor newly named,

What is it? Coriolanus, must I call thee?

But O, thy wife,

Cor.

My gracious silence,' hail!

Wouldst thou have laughed, had I come coffined home, That weep'st to see me triumph? Ah, my dear,

Such eyes the widows in Corioli wear,

And mothers that lack sons.

Men. Now the gods crown thee! Cor. And live you yet?-O my sweet lady, pardon. [TO VALERIA. Vol. I know not where to turn.-O, welcome home; And welcome, general;—and you are welcome all.

Men. A hundred thousand welcomes: I could weep, And I could laugh; I am light and heavy; welcome. 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

not

Be grafted to your relish. Yet welcome, warriors:
We call a nettle, but a nettle; and

The faults of fools, but folly.

Com.

Cor. Menenius, ever, ever.9

Ever right.

1 It is probable the Poet meant, "Thou, whose silent tears are more eloquent and grateful to me than the clamorous applause of the rest." 2" Menenius is still the same affectionate friend as formerly."

Her. Give way, there, and go on.

Cor.

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 honors.1

Vol.

To see inherited my very wishes,

I have lived

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.

Bru. All tongues speak of him, and the bleared sights Are spectacled to see him. Your prattling nurse

Into a rapture lets her baby cry,

While she chats him; the kitchen malkin3 pins
Her richest lockram 'bout her reechy neck,

Clambering the walls to eye him; stalls, bulks, windows,
Are smothered up, leads filled, and ridges horsed
With variable complexions; all agreeing

In earnestness to see him; seld5 shown flamens
Do press among the popular throngs, and puff
To win a vulgar station; our veiled dames
Commit the war of white and damask, in

1 "Change of honors" is variety of honors. Theobald would read charge.

2 A rapture anciently was synonymous with a fit or trance.

3 A malkin or maulkin was a kind of mop made of rags, used for sweeping ovens, &c.; a figure made of clouts to scare birds was also so called; hence it came to signify a dirty wench. Lockram was a kind of coarse linen.

4 Reechy is fumant with sweat or grease.
5 Seld is seldom, often so used by old writers.
6 So in Tarquin and Lucrece:-

"The silent war of lilies and of roses,

Which Tarquin viewed in her fair face's field."

Their nicely-gawded cheeks, to the wanton spoil
Of Phoebus' burning kisses; such a pother,
As if that whatsoever god, who leads him,
Were slyly crept into his human powers,
And gave him graceful posture.1

Sic.

I warrant him consul.

Bru.

On the sudden,

Then our office may,

During his power, go sleep.

Sic. He cannot temperately transport his honors 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 stand, But they, upon their ancient malice, will

Forget, with the least cause, these his new honors; Which that he'll give them, make as little question As he is proud to do't.

Bru. I heard him swear,

Were he to stand for consul, never would he
Appear i' the market-place, nor on him put
The napless vesture of humility;

Nor, showing (as the manner is) his wounds
To the people, beg their stinking breaths.

Sic.

'Tis right.

Bru. It was his word: O, 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.

Sic. It shall be to him, then, as our good wills;1 A sure destruction.

Bru.

So it must fall out

To him, or our authorities. For an end,

1 That is, as if that god who leads him, whatsoever god he be.

2 The meaning, though obscurely expressed, is, "He cannot carry his honors temperately from where he should begin, to where he should end," 3 i. e. threadbare.

4 i. e. " as our advantage requires."

We must suggest' the people, in what hatred

He still hath held them; that, to his power, he would2
Have made them mules, silenced their pleaders, and
Dispropertied their freedoms; holding them,
In human action and capacity,

Of no more soul, nor fitness for the world,
Than camels in their war; who have their provand
Only for bearing burdens, and sore blows

For sinking under them.

Sic.

3

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 forever.

Bru.

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 dumb men throng to see him, and the blind
To hear him speak; matrons flung gloves,
Ladies and maids their scarfs and handkerchiefs,5
Upon him as he passed; the nobles bended,
As to Jove's statue; and the commons made
A shower, and thunder, with their caps and shouts.
I never saw the like.

Bru.

Let's to the Capitol ; And carry with us ears and eyes for the time, But hearts for the event.6

Sic.

1 i. e. prompt.

Have with you. [Exeunt.

2 "That to the utmost of his power he would," &c.

3 We should probably read "the war." Provand is provender.

4 Theobald reads, "Shall reach the people," &c. Teach the people,

may however mean, "instruct the people in favor of our purposes."

5 Shakspeare here attributes some of the customs of his own times to a

people who were wholly unacquainted with them.

6 That is, "Let us observe what passes, but keep our hearts fixed on our design of crushing Coriolanus."

SCENE II. The same.

The Capitol.

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 one, Coriolanus will carry it.

every

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 flattered 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 him their opposite. Now, to affect the malice and displeasure of the people, is as bad as that which he dislikes, to flatter them for their love.

seem to

2 Off. He hath 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, without any further deed to have them at all into their estimation and report; but he hath so planted his honors 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.

1 i. e. “he would have waved indifferently," &c.

2 Their adversary or opponent.

3 Bonnetted is here a verb, as bonnetter (Fr.), to pull off the cap.