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? 1 can relie Init thes too Our abor
2 Sen. So did we woo
Have seal'd thy full desire.
Alcib. Then there's my glove;
Those enemies of Timon's, and mine own,
Whom you yourselves shall set out for reproof,
Fall, and no more: and, to atone your fears
his quarter, or oflend the stream
But shall be remedied, to your public laws
At leaviest answer.
Borh. 'Tis most pobly spoken.
The Senators descend, and open the gates.
Enter a Soldier,
Sold. My noble general, Timon is dead;
Entomb'd upon the very hem o'the sea :
And, on his grave stone, this insculpture; which
Interprets for my poor ignorance.
Alcib. (Reads.) Here lies a wretched corse, of
wreiched soul berejt:
here thy gait.
Scorn’dst our brain's flow, and those our droplets 1 Sen. What thou wilt,
Taught thee to make vast Neptune weep for aye
On thy low grave, on faults forgiven. Dead
And I will use the olive with my sword:
Make war breed
Let our drums strike.
2 his 1
CORI O L A N U S.
Persons of the Drama.
A Citizen of Antium. COMINIUS,
Two Volscian Guards. Menentus AGRIPPA, friend to Coriolanus.
VOLUMNIA, mother to Coriolanus. Sicinius VELUTOS, tribunes of the people.
VIRGIlia, wife to Coriolanus. Junius BRUTUS,
VALERIA, friend to Virgilia. Young Marcius, son to Coriolunus.
Gentlewoman attending Virgilia. A Roman Herald.
Roman and Volscian senators, Patricians, dediles, TULLUS AUFIDIUS, general of the Volscians.
Lictors, Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, Sera Lieutenant to Aufidius.
vants to Aufidius, and other Attendants. Scene, -partly in Rome; and partly in the territories of the Volscians and Antiates.
A C T I.
Cit. Speak, speak! (Several speaking at once. SCENE I. - Rome. A street.
1 Cit. You are resolved rather to die, than to
famish? Enter a Company of mutinous Citizens , with
Cit. Resolved, resolved !
1 Cit. First you know, Caius Marcius is chic!
Cit. We know't, we know't.
1 Cit. Care for us! — True, indeed! - They ne'er 1 Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our cared for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and their own price. Js't a verdict ?
store-houses crammed with grain; make edicts for Cit. No mure talking on't; let it be done: away, usury, to support usurers; repeal daily any wholeaway!
some act established against the rich; and provide 2 Cit. One word, good citizens.
more piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain 1 Cit. We are accounted poor citizens; the patri- the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and cians, good: what authority surfeits on, would there's all the love they bear us. relieve us ; if they would yield us but the super-| Men. Either you must fluity, while it were wholesome, we might guess, Confess yourselves wondrous malicious, they relieved us humanely; but they think, we are Or be accus'd of folly. I shall tell you too dear: the leanness that afflicts us, the object of A pretty tale; it may be, you have heard it; our misery, is as an inventory to particularize their But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture abundance; our sufferance is a gain to them. – Let To scale't a little more. us revenge this with our pikes, ere we become i Cit. Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet yon must not think rakes: for the gods know, I speak this in hunger for to fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an't please bread, not in thirst for
That only like a gulf it did remain
Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing
Did see, and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel, 2 Cit. Nay, but speak not maliciously.
And, mutually participate, did minister
2 Cit. What he cannot help in his nature, you ac- (For, look you, I may make the belly smile,
To the discontented members, the mutinous parts
The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye,
The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,
Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter,
With other muniments and petty helps
Men, What then? -
Who is the sink o'the body,
1 Cit. Our business is not unknown to the senate; 1 Cit. The former agents, if they did complain,
Patience, a while, you'll hear the belly's answer.
Men. Note me this, good friend;
Your most grave belly was deliberate,
That I receive the general
food at first,
Whereby they live: and though that all at once,
1 Cit. Ay, sir; well, well!
Men. Though all at once cannot
Mar. They are dissolo'd: Hang 'em!
They said, they were an-hungry; sighi'd forth pro-
S. And leave me but the brun, What
That, meat was made for mouths; that, the gods
Toi Men. The senators of Rome are this good belly, Corn for the rich men only: - With these shreds $ And you the mutinous members: for examine They vented their complainings; which being arTheir counsels, and their cares; digest things rightly, swer'd,
WI Touchi the weal o'the common; you shall lind, And a petition granted them, a strange one,
His No public benefit which you receive, (To break the heart of generosily,
Cne But it proceeds, or comes, from them to yon, And make bold power look pale,) they threw their caps B. And no way from yourselves.-- What do you think? As they would hang them on the horns o'the mour, lu You, the great toc of this assembly? – Shouting their emulation.
Bet 1 Cit. I the great toc? Why the great toe? Mien. What is granted them? Men. For that beivg one o'the lowest, basest, poor Niar. Five tribanes, to defend their vnlgar wisdoms, Sk est, of their own choice. One's Junius Brutus,
To Of this most wise rebellion, thon go'st foremost : Sicinius Velulus, and I know not Sdeath! Thou rascal, that art worst in blood, to run The rabble should have first unrool'd tlie city, Lead'st first to win some vantage. Ere so prevail'd with me: it will in time
S But make you ready your still bats and clubs; Win upon power, and throw forth greater themes Rome and her rats are at the point of battle, For insurrection's arguing.
ON The one side must have bale. -- Hail, noble Marcius!
Men. This is strange.
Enter a Messenger.
TI tious rogies, Mess. Where's Caius Marcius?
т That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion,
Mar. Here. What's the matter? Make yourselves scabs ?
Mess. The news is, sir, the Volces are io arms.
Mar. I am glad on't; then we shall have meaus to
Our misty superfluity. - Sec, our best elders. V
JUnits ButTUS, and Sicinius VELITCS.
The Volces are in arms.
I sin in envying his nobility:
And were I any thing but what I am,
Attend upon Cominius to these wars.
Com. It is your former promise.
Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus' face:
What, art thou stiff? stand'st out?
Tit. No, Caius Marcius;
Men. For corn attheir own rates; whereof, they say, Ere stay behind this business.
Men, 0, true bred!
1 Sen. Your company to the Capitol; where, I kuor, They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know Our greatest friends attend us. What's done i'the Capitol: who's like to rise, Tit. Lead you on: Who thrives, and who declines: side factions, and Follow, Cominius; we must follow yor; give out
Right worthy you priority.
Mar. Nay, let them follow:
The Volces have much coro; take these rats thither. And let me use my sword, I'd make a quarry To gnaw their garners. With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as high Your valour puts well forth: pray, follow! As I could pick my lance.
(Exeunt Senators, com. Mar. Tit, and Men. Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded ;
Menen, Citizens steal away. For though abundantly they lack discretion, Sic. Was ever man so proud as is this Niarcìus? Yet are they passing cowardly. But, I beseech you, Bru. He has no equal. What says the other troop?
Sic. When we were chosen tribunes for the people, -
[To the Citizens.
Bru. Mark'd you his lip, and eyes?
And only hitherward. I leave your honours. Sic. Nay, but his taunts.
If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet, Bru. Being mov'd, he will not spare to gird the gods. 'Tis sworn between us, we shall never strike, Sic. Be-mock the modest moon.
Till one can do no more. Bru. The present wars devour him: he is grown All. The gods assist you ! Too proud to be su valiant.
Auf. And keep your honours safe! Sic. Such a cature,
1 Sen. Farewell! Tickled with good success, disdains the shadow 2 Sen. Parewell! Which he treads on at noon. But I do wonder, All, Farewell!
[Exeunt. His insolence can brook to be commanded Under Cominius.
SCENE III. Rome. An apartment in Marcius' Bru. Fame, at the which he aims, –
house. In uhom already lie is well grac'd, — cannot Enter VOLUMNIA, and Virgilia: they sit down on Better be held, nor more attaiu’d, than by
two low stools, and sew. A place below the first: for what miscarries Shall be the gencral's fault, though he perform
Vol. I pray you, daugliter, sing; or express yorir
self in a more comfortable sort. If my son were my To the utmost of a man; and giddy ceasure
husband, I should freelier rejoice in that absence Will then cry out of Marcius, O, if he
wherein he won honour, than in the embracements Had borne the business!
of his bed, where he would show most love. When Sir. Besides, it' things go well,
yet he was but tenderbodied, and the only son of Opinion, that so sticks on Marcius, shall of his demerits rob Cominius.
my womb; when youth with comeliness plucked all
gaze his way; when, for a day of kings' entreaties, Bru. Come :
a mother should not sell him an hour from her beHalf all Coininius' honours are to Marcius, Thongh Marcius earn’d them not; and all his faults
holding; I, - considering how honour would beTo Marcius shall be honours, though, indeed,
come such a person; that it was no better, than pic
ture-like to hang by the wall, if renown made it In aught he merit not.
not stir, - was pleased to let him seck danger where Sic. Let's hence, and hear
he was like to find fame. To a cruel war I sent him; How the dispatch is made; and in what fashion,
fro!n whence he returned, his brows bound with oak. More than in singularity, he goes
I tell thee, daughter, - 1 sprang not more in joy at Upon his present action. Bru. Let's along.
first bearing he was a man-child, than now in first (Exeunt.
seeing he had proved himself a man.
Vir. But had he dicd in the business, madam ? how SCENE II. -- Corioli. The Senate-House.
then ? Enter Titus AtFipius, and certain Senators.
Vol. Then his good report should have been my 1 Sen. So, your opinion is, Aufidius,
son; I therein would have found issue. Hear me That they of Rome are enter'd in our counsels,
profess sincerely: Had I a dozen sons,
-cach in my And know how we proceed.
love alike, and none less dear, than thine and my Auf: Is it not yours?
good Marcius, - I had rather had eleven die nobly What ever hath been thought on in this state, That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome
for their country, than one voluptuously surfeit out
of action. Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gove, Since I heard thence; these are the words: I think,
Enter a Gentlewoman. I have the letter here; yes, here it is: [Reads. Gent. Madam, the lady Valeria is come to visit They have press'd a power, but it is not known
you. Whether for east, or west. The dearth is great; Vir. 'Beseech you, give me leave to retire myself. The people mutinous: and it is rumour'd,
Pol. Indeed, you shall not. Comínius, Marcius your old enenly,
Methinks I hear hither your husband's drum; (Who is of Rome worse hated than of you,)
See him pluck Aufidius down by the hair; And Titas Lartius, a most valiant Romun, As children from a bear, the Volces shunning him: These three lead on this preparation,
Methinks, I see him stamp thus, and call thus: Whithertis bent: most likely, 'tis for you: Come on, you cowards, you were got in feur, Consider of it.
Though jou were born in Rome : His bloody brow 1 Sen. Our army's in the field :
With his mail'd hand then wiping, forth he goes; We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready Like to a harvest-man, that's task'd to mow To answer us.
Or all, or lose his lire. Auf. Nor did you think it folly,
Vir. Ilis bloody brow! o, Jupiter, no blood! To keep your great pretences veil'd, till when
Vol. Away, yon fool! it more becomes a man, They needs must show themselves; which in the Than gilt his trophy. The breasts of llecuba, hatching,
When she did suclie Hector, look'd not lovelier, It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery Than flector's forehead, when it spit forth blood We shall be shorten’d in our aim; which was, At Greciau swords contending. — Tell Valeria, To take in many towns, ere, almost, Rome We are fit to bid her welcome. (Exit Gent. Should know we were afoct.
Vir. Heavens bless my lord from fell Anfidius! 2 Sen. Noble Aulidins,
Vol. He'll beat Aufidius' liead below his knee, Take your commission; hie you to your bands:
And tread upon his neck.
Re-enter Gentlewoman, with Valeria and her
Val. My la lies both, good day to you!
Vol. Sweet madam, I speak from certainties. Nay, more,
Vir. I am glad to see your ladyship. Some parcels of their powers are forth already, Val. How do you both? you are manifest house
keepers. What, are you sewing here? A fine spot, Lart. Agreed.
Mar. Say, has our general met the enemy?
Pol. He had rather see the swords, and hear a drum, Lart. So, the good horse is mine. than look upon his school-master.
Mar. I'll buy him of you. Val. O’my word, the father's son: I'll swear, 'tis Lurt. No, l'il por sell, nor give him: lend you him, a very pretty boy. O’my troth, I looked upon him
I will, o'Wednesday half an hour together: he has such a For half a hundred years. - Summon the town. confirmed countenance. I saw him run after a gild- Mur. How far off lie these armies? ed butterfly; and when he caught it, he let it go Mess. Within this mile and half. again; and afrer it again; and over and over he Mar. Then shall we hear their 'larnm, and they comes, and up again; catched it again: or whether his fall enraged him, or how 'twas, he did so set Now, Mars, I prythee, make us quick in work; his teeth, and tear it; 0, I warrant, how he mam- That we with smoking swords may march from mocked it!
hence, Vol. One of his father's moods.
To help our fielded friends! Come, blow thy blast!
They sound a parley. Enter, on the walls, some
Senators, and Others.
walls? you play the idle huswife with me this afternoon.
1 Sen. No, nor a man that fears you less, than he; Vir. No, good madam; I will not out of doors.
That's lesser, than a little. Hark, our drums
[llarums afar of
Are bringing forth our youth. We'll break our walls, the threshold, till my lord return from the wars.
Which yet seem shut, we have but pian'd with Val. Fye, you confine yourself most unreasonably.
rushes; Come, you must go visit the good lady that lies in. Vir. I will wish her speedy strength, and visit her They'll open of themselves. Hark you, far off;
(Other alaruns. with my prayers; but I cannot go thither. Vol. Why, I pray you?
There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes Vir: "Tis not to save labour, not that I want love. "Mar. o, they are at it! Val. You would be another Penelope : yet, theyLart. Their noise be our instruction! -Ladders, ko! say, all the yarn she spun, in Ulysses' absence, did but sill Ithaca full of moths. Come; I would your Mar. They fear us not, but issue forth their cir
The Volces enter, and pass over the stage. cambric were sensible as your finger, that you might Now put your shields before your hearts
, and hight leave pricking it for pity. Come, you shall go with hearts more proof than shields. Advance, with us.
brave Titus: l'ir. No, good madam, pardon me! indeed, I will
They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts, not forth,
Which makes me sweat with wrath.-- Come on, my Val. In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you ex
fellows! cellent news of your husband.
He that retires, I'll take him for a Volce,
And he shall feel mine edge.
Alarum, and exeunt Romans and Volces, fighting. Vir. Indeed, madam?
The Romans are beaten back to their trenches. Val. In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator speak Re-enter Marcius. it. Thus it is: The Voices have an army forth; Mar. All the contagion of the south light on yon, against whom Cominius the general is gone, with You shames of Rome! you herd of one part of our Roman power: your lord, and Ti plagues tus Lartius, are set down before their city Corioli; Plaster you o'er; that you may be abhorr'd they nothing doubt prevailing, and to make it brief Further than seen, and one ipfect another wars. This is true, on mine honour; and so, I pray, Against the wind a mile! You souls of geese,
That bear the shapes of men, how llave you ran Vir. Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey From slaves that apes would beat? Pluto and bell! you in every thing hereafter.
All hurt belrind; backs red, and faces pale Vol. Let her alone, lady; as she is now, she will With flight and agued fear! Mend, and charge home, but disease our better mirth.
Or, by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the foe, Val. In troth, I think, she would. — Fare you well and make my wars on you: look to't. Come on: then! - Come, good sweet lady !-- Pr'ythee, Vir- If you'll stand fast, we'll beat them to their wives, gilia, turn thy solemness out o'door, and go along As they us to our trenches followed.
Another alarum. The Volces and Romans re-enter, Vir. No: at a word, madam; indeed, I must not. and the fight is renewed. The Volces retire into I wish you much mirth.
Corioli, and Marcius follows them to the gates. Val. Well, then farewell!
(Exeunt. So, now the gates are ope. ---Now prove good se
conds : SCENE ÍÝ. - Before Corioli.
'Tis for the followers fortune widens them, Enter, with drum and colours, Marcios, Titus Not for the flyers: mark me, and do the like. Lartius, Officers, and Soldiers. To them a Messenger.
(He enters the gates, and is shut is. Mur. Yonder comes news: * a wager, they have 2 Sol. Nor I,
1 Sol. Fool-hardiness; not I.
Have shut him in.
All. To the pot, I warrant him.
go with us!
8 Sol. See, they