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A Sennet. Enter, with Lictors before them, Comi- When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought rius the Consul, Merenius, CORIOLANUS, many other Beyond the mark of others : our then dictator, Senators, Sicinius, and Bautus. The Senators take Whom with all praise I point at, saw him fight

their places; the Tribunes take theirs also by When with his Amazonian chin he drove

The bristled lips before him: he bestrid
Men. Having determinid of the Volces, and

An o'er-press'd Roman, and i'the consul's view
To send for Titus Lartius, it remains,

Slew three opposers: Tarquio's self he met,
As the main point of this our after-meeting,

And struck him on his knee: in that day's feats,
To gratify his noble service, that

When he might act the woman in the scene,
Hath thus stood for his country: therefore, please was brow-bound with the oak. His pupil age

Ne prov'd best man i'the field, and for his meed
Most reverend and grave elders, to desire

Man-enter'd thus, he waxed like a sea ;

And, in the brunt of seventeen battles since,
present consul, and last general
In our well-found successes, to report

He lurch'd all swords o'the garland. For this last,
A little of that wortlıy work perform’d

Before and in Corioli, let me say,
By Caius Marcius Coriolanus; whom

I cannot speak him home. He stopp'd the fliers;
We meet here, both to thank, and to remember

And, by his rare example, made the coward
With honours like himself.

Turn terror into sport: as waves before

A vessel under sail, so men obey'd, 1 Sen. Speak, good Cominius:

And fell below his stem: his sword (death's stamp)
Leare nothing out for length, and make us think,

Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot
Rather our states defective for requital,

He was a thing of blood, whose every motion
Than we to stretch it out. Masters o'the people,

Was timed with dying cries: alone he enter'd
We do request your kindest ears; and, after,

The mortal gate oʻthe city, which he painted
Your loviog motion toward the common body,

With shuuless destiny, aidless came off,
To yield what passes here.

And with a sudden reinforcement struck
Sic. We are convented

Corioli, like a planet. Now all's his :
Upon a pleasing treaty; and have hearts

When by and by the din of war 'gan pierce
Inclinable to honour and advance

His ready sense: then straight his doubled spirit
The theme of our assembly.

Re-quicken'd what in flesh was fatigate,
Bru. Which the rather

And to the battle came he; where he did
We shall be bless'd to do, if he remember Rua reeking o'er the lives of men, as if
A kinder value of the people, than

'Twere a perpetual spoil: and, till we call’d
He hath hereto priz'd them at.

Both field and city ours, he never stood
Men. That's ofl, that's off;

To ease his breast with panting.
I would you rather had been silent. Please you Men, Worthy man!
To hear Cominius speak ?

1 Sen. He cannot but with measure fit the honours Bru. Most willingly:

Which we devise him.
But yet my caution was more pertinent,

Com. Our spoils he kick'd at;
Than the rebuke you give it.

And look'd upon things precious, as they were
Men. He loves your people;

The common muck o'the world: he covets less,
But tie him not to be their bedfellow. -

Then misery itself would give; rewards
Worthy Cominius, speak! – Nay, keep your place! His deeds with doing them; and is content

(Coriolanus rises, and offers to go away. To spend the time, to end it.
1 Sen. Sit, Coriolanus; never shame to hear Men. He's right noble;
What you have nobly done.

Let him be call'd for.
Cor. Your honours' pardon;

1 Sen. Call for Coriolanus.
I had rather have my wounds to heal again,

Of. He doth appear.
Than hear say how I got them.

Bru, Sir, I hope,

Men. The senate, Coriolanus, are well pleas'd
My words dis-bench'd you not.

To make thee consul.
Čor. No, sir: yet oft,

Cor. I do owe them still
When blows have made me stay, I fled from words. My life, and services.
You sooth'd not, therefore hurt not: but your Men. It then remains,

That you do speak to the people.
I love them as they weigh.

Cor. I do beseech you,
Men. Pray now, sit down.

Let me o'erleap that custom; for I cannot
Cor. I had rather have one scratch my head i'the sun, Put on the gown, stand naked, and entreat them,
When the alarum were struck, than idly sit For my wounds' sake, to give their suffrage: please
To hear my nothings monster'd. (Exit Coriolanus. you,
Men. Masters o'the people,

That S may pass this doing,
Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter, Sic. Sir, the people
(That's thousand to one good one,) when you Must have their voices; neither will they vale
now see,

One jot of ceremony.
He had rather venture all his limbs for honour, Men. Put them not to't: -
Than one of his ears to hear it? - Proceed, Co- Pray you, go fit you to the custom; and
minius :

Take to you, as your predecessors have,
Com. I shall lack voice: the deeds of Coriolanus Your honour with your form.
Should not be utter'd feebly. - It is held,

Cor. It is a part
That valour is the chiefest virtue, and

That I shall blush in acting, and might well Most dignihes the haver: if it be,

Be taken from the people. The man I speak of cannot in the world

Bru. Mark you that? singly counterpois'd. At sixteen years,

Cor. To brag unto them,– Thus I did, and thas;

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Show them the unaking scars, which I should hide, Cor. What must I say?-
As if I had receiv'd them for the hire

pray, sir, – plague upon't! I cannot bring
Of their breath only:--

My tongne to such a pace: look, sir; my
Men. Do not stand upon't.

wounds; -
We recommend to you, tribunes of the people, I got them in my country's service, when
Our purpose to them ; — and to our noble consul Some certain of your brethren roar'd, and ran
Wish we all joy and honour.

From the noise of our own drums.
Sen. To Coriolanus come all joy and honour! Men. O me, the gods!

(Flourish. Then exeunt Senators. You must not speak of that; you must desire them Bru. You see how he intends to use the people.

To think upon you.
Sic. May they perceive his intent! He, that will re Cor. Think upon me? Hang 'em!
quire them,

I would they would forget me, like the virtues
As if he did contemn what he requested

Which our divines lose by them.
Should be in them to give.

Men. You'll mar all;
Bru. Come, we'll inform them

I'll leave yon. Pray you, speak to them, I pray yon, of our proceedings here: on the market-place, In wholesome manner.

(Exit. I know, they do attend us.


Enter two Citizens.

Cor. Bid them wash their faces,
SCENE III. – The same. The Forum.

And keep their teeth clean. - So, here comes a brace.
Enter several Citizens.

You know the cause, sir, of my standing here.
1 Cit. Once, if he do require our voices, we ought i Cit. We do, sir; tell us what hath brought
not to deny him.
2 Cit. We may, sir, if we will.

Cor. Mine own desert.
8 Cit. We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is 2 Cit. Your own desert ?
a power that we have no power to do: for if he show us

Cor. Ay, not
his wounds, and tell us his deeds, we are to put our Mine own desire.
tongues into those wounds, and speak for them; so, if i Cit. How! not your own desire ?
he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him our Cor. No, sir :
noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous: 'Twas never my desire yet,
and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make To trouble the poor with begging.
a monster of the multitude; of the which, we being i Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing,
members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous We hope to gain by you.

Cor. Well then, I pray, your price o’the consulship? 1 Cit. And to make us no better thought of, a 1 Cit. The price is, sir, to ask it kindly. little help will serve: for once, when we stood up Cor. Kindly? about the corn, he himself stuck not to call use the Sir, I pray let me ha't: I have wounds to show you, many-headed multitude.

Which shall be yours in private. — Your good voice,
3 Čit. We have been called so of many; not that sir;
our heads are some brown, some black, some auburn, What say you?
some bald, but that our wits are so diversely colour- 2 Cit. You shall have it, worthy sir !
ed: and truly I think, if all our wits were to

Cor. A match, sir: -
issue out of one skull, they would fly east, west, There is in all two worthy voices begg’d: –
north, south; and their consent of one direct way I have your alms; adieu !
should be at once to all the points o'the compass.

1 Cit. But this is something old.
2 Cit. Think you so? Which way, do you judge,
my wit would fly?

2 Cit. An 'twere to give again, — but 'tis no matter. 3 Cit. Nay, your wit will not so soon ont as ano

[Exeunt two Citizens. ther man's will, 'tis strongly wedged up in a block

Enter two other Citizens. head: but if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, Cor. Pray you now, if it may stand with the tone southward.

of your voices, that I may be consul, I have here 2 Cit. Why that way?

the customary gown. 3 Cit. To lose itself in a fog; where being three 3 Cit. You have deserved nobly of your country, parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth and you have not deserved nobly. would return for conscience' sake, to help to get Cor. Your enigma? thee a wife.

3 Cit. You have been a scourge to her enemies, you 2 Cit. You are never without your tricks :- you have been a rod to her friends; you have not, inmay, you may.

deed, loved the common people. 8 Cit. Are you all resolved to give your voices? Cor. You should account me the more virtuous, But that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I that I have not been common in my love. I will, say, if he would incline to the people, there was sir, flatter my sworn brother the people, to earn a never a worthier man.

dearer estimation of them; 'tis a condition they acEnter CORIOLANUS and MenexiUS.

count gentle: and since the wisdom of their choice Here he comes, and in the gowo of humility; mark is rather to have my hat than my heart, I will his behaviour. We are not to stay all together, but practise the insinuating nod, and be off to them most to come by him where he stands, by ones, by twos, counterfeitly; that is, sir, I will counterfeit the beand-by threes. He's to make his requests by parti- witchment of some popular man, and give it bounticulars: wherein every one of us has a single honour, fully to the desirers. Therefore, beseech you, I in giving him our own voices with our own ton- may be consul. gues : therefore follow me, and I'll direct you how 4 Cit. We hope to find you our friend; and thereyou shall go by him.

fore give you our voices heartily. All. Content, content.

(Exeunt. 3 cit. You have received many wounds for your Men. ( sir, you are not right: have you not known country. The worthiest men have done it?

Cor. I will not seal your knowledge with showing

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them. I will make much of your voices, and so 3 Cit. He said, he had wounds, which he could trouble you no further.

show in private; Both Cit. The gods give you joy, sir, heartily! And with his hat, thus waving it in

[Exeunt. I would be Consul, says he: aged custom, Cor. Most sweet voices !

But by your voices, will not so permit me; Better it is to die, better to starve,

Your voices therefore. When we granted that, Than crave the hire which first we do deserve.

I thank you for your voices,

thank Why in this woolvish gown should I stand here, you, – To beg of Hob and Dick, that do appear,

Your most sweet voices: - now you have left your
Their needless vouches? Custom calls me to't:-

What custom wills, in all things should we do't, I have no further with you : was not this mockery?
The dust on antique time would lie unswept, Sic. Why, either, you were ignorant to see't;
And mountainous error be too highly heap'd Or, seeing it, of such childislı friendliness
For truth to over-peer. – Rather than fool it so, To yield your voices?
Let the high office and the honour go

Bru. Could you not have told him,
To one that would do thus. --Ianı half through; As you were lesson’d,

when he had no power, The one part suffer'd, the other will I do.

But was a petty servant to the state,
Enter three other Citizens.

He was your enemy; ever spake against
He comes more voices,

Your liberties, and the charters that


Your voices : for your voices I have fought; l’the body of the weal: aud now, arriving
Watch'd for your voices: for your voices, bear A place of potency, and sway o'the state,
Of wounds two dozer dd; battles thrice six If he should still malignantly remain
I have seen, and heard of; for your voices, have Fast foe to the plebeii, your voices might
Done many things, someless, some more: your voices: Be curses to yourselves? You should have said,
Indeed, I would be consul.

That, as his worthly deeds did claim no less,
5 Cit. He has done nobly, and cannot go without Than what he stood for; so his gracious nature
any honest mau's voice.

Would think upon you for your voices, and
6 Cit. Therefore let him be consul. The gods give Translate his malice towards you into love,
him joy, and make him good friend to the people! Standing your friendly lord.
All. Amen, amen!

Sic. Thus to have said,
God save thee, noble consul! [Exeunt Citizens. As you were fore-advis’d, had touch'd his spirit,
Cor. Worthy voices !

And try'd his inclination ; from him pluck'd
Re-enter MENENTUS, with Brutus and Sicinius. Either his gracious promise, which you might,
Men. You have stood your limitation; and the As cause had call'd you up, have held him to;

Or else it would have gali'd his surly nature, Endue


with the people's voice: remains, Which easily endures uot article That, in the official marks invested, you

Tying him to aught; so, putting him to rage, Anon do meet the senate.

You should have ta’en the advantage of his choler, Cor. Is this done?

As pass'd him unelected. Sic: The custom of request you have discharg'd: Bru. Did you perceivę, The people do admit you; and are snmmon'd

He did solicit you in free contempt, To meet anon, upon your approbation.

When he did need your loves; and do you think, Cor. Where? at the senate-house?

That his contempt shall not be bruising to you, Sic. There, Coriolanus.

When he hath power to crush? Why, had your bodies Cor. May I then change these garments ?

No heart among you? Or had you tongues, tu cry Sic. You may, sir. Cor. That I'll straight do; and, knowing myself Against the rectorship of judgment ? again,

Ere now, deny'd the asker? and, now again, Repair to the senate-house.

Ou him, that did not ask, but mock, bestow Nien. I'll keep you company. - Will you along?

Your su'd-for tongues ? Bru. We stay here for the people.

3 Cit. He's not confirm’d, we may deny him yet

. Sic. Fare you well!

2 Cit. And will deny him; [Exeunt Coriolanus and Menenius.

l'll have five hundred voices of that sound. He has it now; and by his looks, methinks,

1 Cit. I twice five hundred, and their friends to piece 'Tis warm at his heart,

'em. Bru. With a proud heart he wore His humble weeds. Will you dismiss the people?

Bru.Get you hence instantly; and tell those friends, Re-enter Citizens.

They have chose a consul, that will from them tale Sic. How now, my masters? have you chose this Than dogs, that are as often beat for barking,

Their liberties; make them of no more voice man?

As therefore kept to do so. 1 Cit. He has our voices, sir. Bru. We pray the gods, he may deserve your loves,

Sic. Let them assemble ; 2 Cit. Amen, sir! To my poor unworthy votice, And, on a safer judgment, all revoke He mock'd us, when he begg'd our voices. Your ignorant election. Enforce his pride, 3 Cit. Certainly,

And his old hate unto you: besides, forget not He flouted us downright.

With what contempt he wore the humble weed; 1 Cit. No, 'tis his kind of speech, he did not How in his suit he scorn'd you: but

your mock us.

Thinking mpon his services, took from you 2 Cit. Not one amongst os, save yourself, but says, The apprehension of his present portance

He us'd us scornfully: he should have show'd us Which gibiugly, nogravely he did fashion
Hlis marks of merit, wounds received for his country. After the inveterate hate he bears you.
Sic. Why, so he did, I am sure.
Cit. No; no man saw 'em. (Several speak. 'A fault on us, your tribunes ; that we labour'd


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[To Lertius. Sic. Say, you chose him

Enter SiCintu's and BRUTI'S.
More after onr commandment, than as guided Behold! these are the tribunes of the people,
By your own true affections; and that, your minds The tongues o'the common mouth. I do despise them;
Pre-occupy'd with what you rather must do For they do prank them in authority,
Than what you should, made you against the grain Against all noble sullerance.
To voice him consul. Lay the fault on us.

Sic. Pass no further.
Bru. Ay, spare us not. Say, we read lectures to you, Cor. Ila! What is that?
How youngly he began to serve his country, Bru. It will be dangerous to
How long continued: and what stock he springs of, Go on: no further.
The noble house o'the Marcians; from whence carne Cor. What makes this change?
That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's son,

Men. The matter?
Who, after great Hostilius, here was king:

Com.Hath he not pass’d the nobles, and the commons?
Of the same house Publius and Quintus were, Bru. Cominius, no.
That our best water brought by conduits hither; Cor. Have I had children's voices?
And Censorinus, darling of the people,

1 Sen. Tribunes, give way; he shall to the marAnd nobly nam'd so, being censor twice,

Was his great ancestor.

Bru. The people are incens'd against him.
Sic. One thus descended,

Sic. Stop,
That hath beside well in his person wrought Or all will fall in broil.
To be set high in place, we did commend

Cor. Are these your herd ? -
To your remembrances; but


have found, Must these have voices, that can yield them now, Scaling his present bearing with his past,

And straight disclaim their tongues? What are your That he's your fixed enemy, and revoke

offices ? Your sudden approbation.

You being their mouths, why rule you not their
Bur. Say, you ne'er had done't,

(Harp on that still,) but by our putting on: Have you not set them on?
Avd presently, when you have drawn your number, Men. Be calm, be calm!
Repair to the Capitol.

Cor. It is a purpos'd thing, and grows by plot,
Cit. We will so: almost all (Several speak. To curb the will of the nobility :
Repent in their election. (Exeunt Citizens. Suffer it, and live with such as cannot rule,
Bru. Let them go on;

Nor ever will be rul'd.
This mutiny were better put in hazard,

Bru. Call't not a plot:
Than stay, past doubt, for greater :

The people cry, you mock'd them; and, of late,
If, as his nature is, he fall in rage

When corn was given them gratis, you repin'd;
With their refasal, both observe and answer Scandal'd the suppliants for the people; call'd them
The vantage of his anger.

Time-pleasers, flatterers, foes to nobleness.
Sic. To the Capitol :

Cor. Why, this was known before.
Come; we'll be there before the stream o'the people; Bru. Not to them all.
And this shall seem, as partly 'tis, their own, Cor. Have you inform’d them since?
Which we have goaded onward.

[Exeunt. Bru. How! I inform them!

Cor. You are like to do such business.

Bru. Not unlike,

Each way, to better yours.
SCENE I. - The same. A street,

Cor. Why then should I be consul? By yon clouds,
Cornets. Enter CORIOLANUS, Menesius, COMINIOS, Let me deserve so ill as you, and make me
Titus LARTIUS, Senators, und Patricians.

Your fellow-tribune.
Cor. Tullus Aufidius then had made new head? Sic. You show too much of that,
Lart. He had, my lord; and that it was, which for which the people stir. If you will pass

To where you are bound, you must inquire yourway,
Our swifter composition.

Which you are out of, withi a geutler spirit;
Cor. So ten the Volces stand but as at first; Or never be so noble as a consul,
Readly, when time shall prompt them, to make road Nor yoke with him for tribune.
Upon is again.

Men. Let's be calm.
Com. They are worn, lord consul, so,

Com. The people are abus'd : Set on! - This
That we shall hardly in our ages see

Their banners wave again.

Becomes not Rome: nor has Coriolanos
Cor. Saw you Aufidius?

Deserv'd this so dishonour'd rub, laid falsely
Lart. On safeguard he came to me; and did curse I'the plain way of his merit.
Against the Volces, for they had so vilely

Cor. Tell nie of corn!
Yielded the town : he is retir'd to Antium. This was my speech, and I will speak't again ;
Cor. Spoke he of me?

Men. Not now, not now.
Lart, le did, my lord.

1 Sen. Not in this heat, sir, now,
Cor. How? what?

Cor. Now, as I live, I will.-- My nobler friends,
Lart. How often he had met you, sword to sword: I crave their pardous:-
That, of all things upon the earth, he hated For the mutable, rank-scented many, let them
Your person most: that he would pawn his fortuves Regard me as I do not flatter, and
To hopeless restitution, so he might

Therein behold themselves : I say again,
Be cali'd your vanquisher.

In soothing them, we ronrish 'gainst our senate
Cor. At Antium lives he?

The cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition,
Lart. At Antium.

Which we ourselves have plonglid for, sow'd and
Cor. I wish, I had a cause to seek him there,


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Men. What is about to be? -- I am out of breath;

Confusion's near: I cannot speak. - You tributes

By mingling them with as, the honour'd number; How shall this bosom multiplied digest
Who lack not virtue, no, por power, bat that The senate's courtesy? Let deeds express
Which they have given to beggars.

What's like to be their words:- Tedid request it ;
Men. Well, no more.

We are the greater poll, and in true fear
1 Sen. No more words, we beseech you. They gave us our demands. – Thus we debase
| Cor. How! no more?

The nature of our seats, and make the rabble
As for my coantry I have shed my blood, Call our cares, fears: which will in time break ope
Not fearing outward force, so shall my longs The locks o'the senate, and bring in the crows
Coin words till their decay, against those meazels, To peck the eagles.
Which we disdain should tetter us, yet sought Men. Come, enough!
The very way to catch them.

Bru, Enough, with over-measure.
Bru. You speak o'the people,

Cor. No, take more:
As if you were a god to punish, not

What may be sworn by, both divine and human,'
A man of their infirmity.

Seal what I end withal!- This double worship,-
Sic. 'Twere well,

Where one part does disdain with cause, the other
We let the people know't.

Insult without all reason; where gentry, title, wisdom,
Men. What, what? his choler ?

Cannot conclude, but by the yea and no
Cor. Choler!

Of general ignorance, it must omit
Were I as patient, as the midnight sleep, Real necessities, and give way the while
By Jove, 'twould be my mind.

To unstable slightness: purpose so barr’d, it follows,
Sic. It is a mind,

Nothing is done to purpose: therefore, beseech you, -
That shall remain a poison where it is,

You that will be less fearful, than discreet;
Not poison any further.

That love the fundamental part of state,
Cor, Shall remain !-

More than you doubt the change of t; that prefer
Hear you this Triton of the minnows? mark you A poble life before a long, and wish
His absolute shall ?

To jump a body with a dangerous physic,
Com. 'Twas from the canon.

That's sure of death without it, – at once pluck ont
Cor. Shall!

The multitudinous tongue, let them not lick
(good, but most unwise patricians, why, The sweet which is their poison: your dishonour
You grave, bat reckless senators, have you thus Mangles true judgment, and bereaves the state
Given Hydra here to choose an officer,

Of that integrity which should become it;
That with his peremptory shall, being but Not having the power to do the good it would,
The horn and noise o'the monsters, wants not spirit For the ill which doth control it.
To say, he'll turn your current in a ditch,

Bru. He has said enough.
And make your channel his? If he have power, Sic. He has spoken like a traitor, and shall answer
Then vail your ignorance; if none, awake

As traitors do. Your dangerous lenity. If you are learned,

Cor. Thou wretch! despite o'erwhelm thee!-Be not as common fools; if you are not,

What should the people do with these bald tribanes?
Let them have cushions by you. You are plebeians, On whom depending their obedience fails
If they be senators: and they are no less, To the greater bench. In a rebellion,
When both your voices blended, the greatest taste When what's not meet, but what must be, was law,
Most palates theirs. They choose their magistrate; Then were they chosen; in a better hour,
And such a one as he, who puts his shall,

Let what is meet, be said it must be meet,
His popular shall, against a graver bench, And throw their power i'the dust.
Than ever frown'd in Greece! By Jove himself, Bru. Manifest treason.
It makes the consuls base: and my soul akes,

Sic. This a consul? no.
To know, when two authorities are up,

Bru. The Aediles, ho!-- Let him be apprehended! Neither supreme, how soon confusion

Sic. Go, call the people; (Exit Brutus.) in whose May enter 'twixt the gap of both, and take

name, myself The one by the other.

Attach thee, as a traitorons innovator,
Com. Well — on to the market-place.

A foe to the public weal. Obey, I charge thee,
Cor. Whoever gave that counsel, to give forth And follow to thine answer.
The corn o’the store-house gratis, as 'twas us’d Cor. Hence, old goat!
Sometime in Greece,

Sen. et Put. We'll surety him.
Men. Well, well, no more of that.

Com. Aged sir, hands off!
Cor. (Though there the people had more absolute Cor. Hence, rotten thing, or I shall shake thy bones

Out of thy garments !
I say, they nourish'd disobedience, fed

Sic. Help, ye, citizens!
The ruin of the state.

Re-enter Brutus, with the Aediles, and a rabble of
Bru. Why, shall the people give

One, that speaks thus, their voice?

Men. On both sides more respect.
Cor. I'll give my reasons,

Sic. Here's he, that would
More worthier than their voices. They know, the corn Take from you all your power.
Was not our recompense; resting well assur'd Bru. Seize him, Aediles !

They ne'er did service for't. Being press’d to the war, Cit. Down with him! down with him!
Even when the navel of the state was touch'd,
They would not thread the gates: this kind of service 2 Sen. Weapons, weapons, weapons!
Did not deserve corn gratis : being i’the war,

[They'all bustle about Coriolanu. Their mutinies and revolts, wherein

they show'd Tribunes, patricians, citizens ! - what, ho!-
Most valour, spoke not for them. The accusation, Sicinius, Brutus, Coriolanus, citizens !
Which they have often made against the senate, Cit. Peace, peace, peace! stay, hold, peace!
All cause unborn, could never be the native
Of our so frank donation. Well, what then?





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