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Sic. Bid them all home; he's gone, and we'U

5 To banith your defenders : 'till, at length, Æd. The people's enemy is gone, is gone! Your ignorance (which finds not 'till it feels ; All. Our enemy is banith'd! he is gone! Hoo! Making but reservation of yourselves,

hoo! Still your own foes) deliver you, as most

Sic. Go, see him out at gates, and follow him, Alated captives", to fome nation

As he h-tb follow'd you, with all desright; That won you without blows ! Despising, Giv bim deteri'd vexation. Let a guard For you, the city, thus I turn my back :

Attend us through the city.

(come :There is a world elsewhere.

All. Come, come, let us see him out at gates; [Exeunt Coriolanus, Cenzinius, and others. The The gods preserve our noble tribunes !-Come. people floout, and throw up their caps.

A CT - IV.

With cautelous baits and practice 4.

Vol. My tirit; fon,
Before the Gates of Rome.

Whither wilt thou go ! Take good Cominius Enter Coriolanus, Volumnia, Virgilia, Menenius, With thee a while : Determine on pome courie,

Cominius, witb the young Nobility of Rome. More than a wild exposure to each chance

TOME, leave your tears; a biicí farewel: That Iturt's i' the way before thee,
the beast

Co: O the god's !
With many heads butts me away-Nay, mother, Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thes
Where is your ancient courage? You were us at Where thou shalt reit, that thou niay'st hear of 13,
To say, extremity was the trier of spirits ; And we of thee : 10, it the time thruit furtii,
That common chances common nien could bear ; A cöusc for thy repeal, we shall not fend
That, when the sea was calm, all boats alike O'er the vast world, to feek a single man;
Shew'd mastership in floating : fortune's blows, And lose advantage, which doth ever coul
When moft truck home, being gentle wounded, l' the absence of the necuer.

Cor. Fale ye well :--A noble cunning?; you were us'd to load me Thou hast years upon thee; and thou art too full With precepts, that would make invincible Of the wai's jurfeits, to go rove with me The heart that conn'd them.

That's yet unbruis'd : bring me bui out at gate.. Vir. O heavens! O heavens !

Come, my iwcei wife, niy deareft mether, and Cor. Nay, I prythee, womall, [Rome, My friends of noble touch ó: when I am furth,

Vot. Now the red peftilence strike all irades in Bid me firewel, and smile. I pray you, cime. And occupations perith!

While I remain above the ground, you shall Cor. What, what, what!

Hear from me stiil; and never of me aught
I Mall be lov'd, when I am lack'd. Nay, mother, But u hat is like me formerly.
Resume that ipirit, when you were wont to say,

Den. That's werthily
If you had been the wife of Hercules,

As any ear can hesr.--come, let's not wees.-
Six of his labours you'd have done, and sav'd if I could thike ot but (10 leven years
Your haiband so much iwea, ---Cominius, From there vid ai nis and legs, by the good grads,
Droop not; adieu :--Farewel, my wife! my mother! I'd with thee every foot.
I'll do well yet.-— Thou old and true vienenius, Cor. Give me thy hand:--Come.
Thy tears are falter than a younger man's,

And venomous to thine eyes.--My fonetime general,
I have seen thec ftern, and thou hast oft beheld

A S:reit.
Heart-hard ning spectacles ; tell thele lad women, Erter Sicinius, and Eritus, with ar Ædile.
'Tis fond 3 to wail inevitable itrok(5,
As 'tis to laugh at tliem.--My mother, you wot well,

no further. My hazards still have been your fulace : and

The nobility are vexd, who, we lee, have fided Believe't not liglily, (though I go alone,

In his behalf.
Like to a loncly dragon, that his fen [fon bra. Now we have shewn our power,
Makes fear’d, and talk'd of more than feen, your Let us feem humbler after it is done,
Will, or exceed the common, or be caught Than when it was a-doing.




1. e. foolih.

hardest blows, To he wounded, and yet continue calm, requires a generous pols. y. He calls thes , ,

2 The lense is, When fortune frikes her talmness tunnirg, bccaute it is he etlect of reflection and philofoph. by artful and falte gricks, and treason. 5 First, i. e, nobleit, and most eminent of men.

0.6 of true meial unallay'd: a metaphor taken from trying guld on t.e louchttua.


Sic. Bid cliem home:

But to confirm my curses ! Could I meet 'em S.ay, their great enemy is gone, and they

But once a-day, it would unclog my heart Stand in their ancient strength.

Of what lies heavy to 't. Bru. Ditmits them home. [Fxit Edil.

Men. You have told them home, (with me? Enter Volumnia, Vi-gilia, and Mercnine. And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll sup Here comes his mother.

Vol. Anger's my meat ; I sup upon myself, Sic. Let's not meet her.

And so thall starve with feeding.--Come, let's go : Brx. Why?

Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do, Sic. They say she's mad.

In anser, Juno-like. Come, come, come. Bru. They have la'en note of us :

vien. Tie, fie, fie!

[Exeunt. Keep on your way.

[oʻthe gods

Val. O, you're well met : The hoarded plague
Requite your love !

Between Rome and Antium.
Men. Peace, peace; be not so loud. [heir ;-

Enter a Reman, and a Volie. Vol. If that I could for weeping, you thould Rom. I know you well, sir, and you know me: Nay, and you shall hear fome.-Will you be gone? your name, I think, is Adrian.

[To Brutus.

Vol. It is fo, fir: truly, I have forgot you. Vir. [To Sicin.] You mall stay too: I would, 1 Rom. I am a Roman ; and my services are, as had the power

you are, agair.ft 'em : Know you me yet? To say so to my hubund.

Vol. Nicanor ? No. Sic. Are you mukind'?

[fool. Rom. The same, fir. Vol. A;, fool; Is that a shame!--Note but this Vol. You had more beard, when I last saw you; Was not a man iny father? Hajft thou fusship 2 but your favour is well appear'd by your tongue. To banish him that struck inore blows for Rome, What's the news in Rome. I have a note froin Than thou hatt spoken words?

the Volcian ft.te, to find you out there : You have Sic. () bleiled heavens !

well laved me a day's journey. Vol. More noble blow,than ever thou wise words; Rom. There hath been in Rome strange infurAnd for Rome's good.--i'll tell thee what; ---Tet rection : the people against the fenators, patricians,

and nubles. Nay, but thou thalt 1.y too :--) would my son

rol. Hach buen! Is it ended then? Our stute Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before isim, thinks not fù; they are in a moft warlike prepaHis good sword in his hand.

ration, and hope tu come upon them in the heat of Sic. What then?

their division. Virg. What then?

Rem. The main blaze of it is past, but a small He'd make an end of thy pofterity.

thing would make ic flame again. For the nobles Vol. Bittırds, and all.-

receive so to heart the banishment of that worthy Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome ! Coriolanus, that they are in a ripe aptuess, to taks Men. Como, come, peace.

all power froin the people, and to pluck from Sic. I would he had continu'd to his country, thein their tribunes for ever. This lies glowing, As he began ; and not unknit himself

I can tell you, and is almoft mature for the violent The noble knot he made.

breaking out. Bry, I would he had.

[rabble :

l'oi. Coriolanus banith'd ? Vol. I would he had ! 'Twas you incens'd the Rom. Banith'd, sir. Cats, that can judge as fitly of his wortii,

I'ol. You will be welcome with this intelliAs I go of those mysteries which heaven

gence, Nicanor. Will not have earth to know.

Roru. The day ferves well for them now. 1 Bru. Pray, let us go.

have heard it i.id, The fittest time tu corrupi a Vol. Now, pray, fir, get you gone :

mau's wife, is when she's fallen out with her hus. You have done a brave decil. Ere you go, hear this: band. Your noble Tullus Aundius will appear As far as doth the Capitol exceed

well in these wars, his great opposer Coriolanus The meanest house in Rome; fo far, my son, being now in no request of his country. (This lady's husband here, this, do you ies)

Fol. He Cucot choose. I am molt fortunate, Whom you have bumih'd, does exceed you all. thus accidentally to encounter you: You have ene!Bru. Well, well, we'll leave you.

ed my business, and I will merrily accompany you Sic. Why stay we to be baited

home. With one that wants her wits?

Rom. I fial), between this and fupper, tell you Vol. Take my prayers with you.

mott strange things from Rome; all tending to the I would the gods had nothing else to do,

good of their adversaries. Have you an army (Exeuni Tribunes. ready, ley you?

1 Dr. Johnson here remarks, that the word mankind is used malicioully by the first speaker, and taken perversely by the fecond. A munkind woman is a woman with the roughncss of a man, and, In an aggravated leníc, a wornan ferocious, violent, and cager to thed blood. In this senle Sicinius alks Volumnia, if the be mankind. She takes mankind for a human chciture, and accordingly cries out : " Note but this tool. – Was nut à man my father?"

1. c. cunning enough. 3 A 4


Vol. A moft royal one; the centurions, and

Re-enter the firf Serving-mak. their charges, distinctly billetted, already in the 1 Serv. What would you have, friend: Whence entertainment', and to be on foot at an hour's are you? Here's no place for you: Pray go to the warning.


[Exu. Rom. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, and Cor. I have deserv'd no better entertainment, am the man, I think, that shall set them in present In being Coriolanus. action. So, fir, heartily well met, and most glad

Re-enter second Servant. of your conipany.

2. Serv. Whence are you, fır? Has the porter his Vol. You take my part from me, fir ; I have eyes in his head, that he gives entrance to such the most cause to be glad of yours.

companions 2 ? Pray, get you out. Rom. Well, let us go together. [Excunt. Cor. Away! S CE N E IV.

2. Seru. Away? Get you away.

Cor. Now thou art troublesome.

2 Serv. Are you so brave ? I'll leave you talk'd Before Aufidius's House.

with anon. Enter Coriolanus, in mean apparel, disguis’d and

Enter a third Scroart. The first mocis bin. muffled.

3 Serv. What fellow's this? Cor. A goodly city is this Antium : City,

i Serv. A strange one as ever I look'd on: 1 'Tis I that made thy widows; many an heir

cannot get him out o' the house : Pr’ythee, call Of these fair edifices for my wars

my master to him. Have I heard groan, and drop : then know me not ;

3 Serv. What have you to do here, fellow? Left that thy wives with spits, and boys with stones, Pray you, avoid the house.

[hearth. Enter a Citizen.

Cor. Let me but stand ; I will not hurt your In puny battle Nay me. --Save you, sir.

3 Serv. What are you? Cit. And you.

Cor. A gentleman. Cor. Direct me, if it be your will,

3 Serv. A marvellous poor one. Where great Aufidius lies : Is he in Antium?

Cor. True, so I am. Cit. He is, and feasts the nobles of the state

3 Serv. Pray you, poor gentleman, take up fome At his house this night.

other station : here's no place for you ; pray you, Cor. Which is his house, 'beseech you?

avoid : come. Cit. This, here, before you.

Cor. Follow your function, go, Cor. Thank you, fir ; farewel.

[Fxit Citizen. And batten on cold bits, [Pushes him away, O, world, thy nippery turns ! Friends now falt

3 Serv. What, will you not ? Pr’ythee, tell my fuorn,

matter what a strange guest he has here. Whose double bofoms seem to wear one heart,

2 Serv. And I fall.

[Exit, Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise,

3 Serv. Where duell'st thou ? Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love

Cor. Under the canopy. Unseparable, shall within this hour,

3 Serv. Under the canopy? On a distention of a doit, break out

Cor. Ay. To bittereit enmity : So, fellent foes, [sleep

3 Serv. Where's that? Whose pefiions and whose plots have broke their

Cor. I the city of kites and crows. To take the one the other, by some chance,

3 Sery. l’ the city of kites and crows? - What Some trick not worth an egg, thall grow dear friends,

an ass it is ! Then thou dwell'it with daw's too? And interjoin their issues. So with me :

Cor. No, I serve not thy master. My birth-place hate 1, and my love's upon

3 Serv. How, fır! Do you ineddle with my mofter? This enemy town.--I'll enter: if he lay me,

Car. Ay; 'tis an honefter service, than to mejde He does fair justice; it he give me way,

with thy miliress : I'll do his country service.


Thou prat'ft, and prat'st; serve with thy trencher, SCENE V.

hence !

[Beats bim away. A Hall in sufidius's House.

Enter Aufidius, with tbe second Serving-masi. Mufick plays. Enter a Serving-man. * Auf. Where is this fellow? 1 Serv. Wine, wine, wine! What service is 2 Sev. Here, sir; I'd have beaten him like a here! I think our fellows are asleep. [Exit. 10%, but for difturbing the lords within. Enter ansiber Serving-man.

tuf. Whence comest thou ? what wouldest 2 Ser. Where's Cotus ? my matter calls for

thou? Thy name? him. Cotus !

[Exit. Why speak'st not? Speak, man: What's thy name? Enter Coriolanus.

Cor. If, Tullus, Cor. A goodiy house: The feast smells well : Not yet thou know'st me, and seeing me, doft not but 1

Think me for the man I am, neceflily Appear not like a guest,

Commands me name myself.

I That is, though not actually encamped, yet already in pay. To entertain an army is to take thein into pay:

2 Companion was formerly uscd in the same leuse as we now use the word fellow,

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Auf. What is thy name?

Sigh'd truer breath; but that I see thee here,
Cor. A name unmusical to the Volces' ears, Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart,
And harsh in found to thine.

Than when I first my wedded mistress law
Auf. Say, what's thy name?

Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars ! I tell"
Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face

Bears a command in 't : though thy tackle's torn, We have a power on foot; and I had purpose
Thou shew'st a noble vaffel : What's thy name ? Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn,

Cor. Prepare thy brow to frown : Know'lt thou Or lose mine arm fort: Thou haft beat me out
Auf. I know thee not :--Thy name ? (me yet? Twelve several times, and I have nightly since

Cor. My name is Caius Marcius, who hath done Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me;
To thee particularly, and to all the Volces, We have been down together in my seep,
Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's throat,
My furname, Coriolanus : The painful service,

And wak'd half dead with nothing. Worthy
The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood

Shed for my thankless country, are requited Had we no quarrel else to Rome, but that
But with that surname ; a good memory', Thou art thence banith'd, we would muster all
And witness of the malice and displeasure (mains : From twelve to leventy; and, pouring war
Which thou shouldīt bear me, only that name re- Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome,
The cruelty and envy of the people,

Like a bold food o'er-beat. O, come, go in,
Permitted by our daftard nobles, who

And take our friendly senators by the bands,
Have all foriook me, hath devour'd the rest; Who now are here, taking their leaves of me,
And lutfer'd me by the voice of flaves to be Who am prepar'd against your territories,
Whoop'u ont Rome. Now, this extremity Though not for Rome itself.
Hath brought me to thy hearth ; Not out of hope, Cor. You bless me, gods !

{have Mistake me no', to save my life; for if

duf. Therefore, most absolute fir, if thou wilt
I had fear'd death, of all the men i' the world The leading of thine own revenges, take
I would have 'voided thee: but in mere spice, The one half of my commission, and let down,
To be full quit of thuse my banishers,

As best thou art experienc'd, since thou know'st
Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast Thy country's strength and weakness,--thine own
A heart of wreak 2 in thee, tha: wilt revenge

ways :
Thine own particular wrongs, and 1top those maims Whether to knock against the gates of Rome,
Of shame 3 seen through thy country, speed thee Or rudely visit them in parts remote,

To fright them, ere destroy. But come in:
And make niy misery serve thy turn ; so use it, Let me commend chee first to those, that shall
That my revengeful services may prove Say, yea, to thy detires. A Housand welcomes !
As benefits to thee; for I will fight

And more a friend than e'er an enemy;
Against my canker'd country with the spleen Yet, Marcius, that was much. Your hand: Most
Of all the under fiends. But if to be


Thou dar'st not this, and that to prove more fortunes i Sero. Here's a strange alteration !
Thou art tir'd, then, in a word, I also am

2 Seroy. By my hand, I had thought to have
Longer to live most weary, and present strucken him with a cudgel; and yet my mind
My throat to thee, and to thy ancient malice : gave me, his clothes made a false report of him.
Which not to cut, would thew thee but a fool; I Surv. What an arm he has ! He tuind me
Since I have ever follow'd chee with hate, about with his finger and his thumb, as one would
Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breast, set up a top
And cannot live but to thy shame, unle's

2. Serv. Nay, I knew by his face that there was It be to do thee service.

something in him : He had, sir, a kind of face, Auf. O Marcius, Marcius,

[heart methought I cannot tell how to term it. Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my I Serv. He had so; looking, as it were,A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter

'Would I were hang'd, but I thought there was Should from yon cloud speak divine things, and far, more in him than I could think. 'Tis true; I'd not believe them more than thee, 2 Serv. So did I, I'll be sworn : He is fimply All noble Marcius.--Let me twine

the rareft man i' the world.
Mine arms about that body, where against

I Serv. I think he is : but a greater soldier
My grained afh an hundred times hath broke, than he, you wot one.
And (carrd the moon with splinters! Here I clip 2 Serv. Who? my master ?
The anvil of my sword; and do contest

I Serv. Nay, it's no matter for that.
As hotly and as nobly with thy love,

2 Serv. Worth six of him.
As ever in ambitious strength I did

i Sev. Nay, not so neither : bu. I take him to Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, be the greater follier. I lov'd the mud I marry'd; never man

2 Serv. 'Faith, look you, one cannot tell how

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2į. e. resentment or revenge.

+ Memory for memorial territory:

3 i. e. disgraceful diminutions of

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him ;

to say that : for the defence of a town, our gene- (peace, as far as day does night; it's sprightly, ral is excellent.

waking, audible, and full of vent4. Peace is a i Seru. Ay, and for an affault too.

very apoplexy, lechargy; mulld 5, deaf, sleepy, Enter a third Servant.

insensible; a getter of more bastard children, tha 3 Serv. O, Naves, I can tell you news; news, war’s a destroyer of men.

2 Serv. 'Tis fo ; and as war, in some sort, may Both. What, what, what ? let's partake. be said to be a ravisher; so it cannot be denied

3 Serv. I would not be a Roman, of all nations, but peace is a great maker of cuckolds. I had as lieve be a condemn'd miin.

1 Serv. Ay, and it makes men hate one anoBoth. Wherefore wherefore ?

ther. 3 Serv. Wły, here's he that was wont to thwack 3 Serv. Reason; because they then less need our general, Cajus Marcius.

one another. The wars, for my money. I hope i Serv. Why do you tay, thwack our general ? to fee Romans as cheap as Volces. They are

3 Serv. I do not say, thwack our general ; but rising, they are rising. he was always good enough for him.

All. In, in, in, in.

[Excut 2 Sero. Come, we are feilows, and friends : he was ever too hard for him; I have heard him

SCENE VI. fay so himself.

A public Place in Rome. i Sero. He was too hard for him directly, to fay the troth on't : before Corioli, he icotch'd him

Enter Sicinius, and Brutus. and notch'd him like a carbon.do.

Sic. We bear not of him, neither need we fear 2 Serv. An he had been cannibally given, he might have broild and eaten hiin too.

His remedies are tame 6 in the present peace I Suv. But, more of thy news?

And quietness o'the people, which hefure 3 Serv. Why, he is so made on here within, :/ Were in wild hurry. Here do we make his friends if he were fon and heir to Mars : set at upper end Bluth, that the world goes well; who rather ind, oʻthe table : no question ask'd him by any of the Though they themselves did fuffer by 't, behold senators, but they stand bald before bim: Our ge- Dilientious numbers pettering streets, than see feral himself makes a mistress of him; fanctifies Our tradesmen singing in their shops, and going himself with's hand", and turrs up the white o' the About their functions friendly. eye to his discourse. But the bottom of the news

Enter lenonius. is, our general is cut i' the middle, and but one half of what he was yesterday : for the other has

Bw. We ftood to't in good time. Is this Nie

nenius? hall, by the intreaty and grant of the whole table. He will go, he says, and fowle 2 the porter of

Sic. 'Tis he, 'tis he: 0, he is grown most kind Rome sites by the ears : He will mow down all

Of late.--Hail, fir ! before him, and leave his passage poll'd 3.

Mion. Hail to you both! 2. Se ). And he's as like to do't, as any man I

Sis. Your Coriolanus is not much mifsd,

But with his friends: the conimon-wealth doth can imagine.

itund; 3 Serv. Do't ? he will do't : For, look you, sir, he has as many friends as enemies ; which friends, And so would do, were he more angry at it. fir, (as it were) durft not (look you, fır) thew

Men. All's well; and might have been much themselves (as we term it) his friends, whilft he's He could have temporiz'd.

(better, if in directitude.

Sic. Where is he, hear you?

(wife I Serv. Directitude! What's that?

Men. Nay, I hear nothing ; his mother and his 3 Serv. But when they shall sce, fir, his crest Hear nothing from bim. up arain, and the man in blood, they will out of

Enter ibree or four Citizers. their burrous, like conies after rain, and revel all All. The gods preserve you both! with him.

Sic. Good-e'en, our neighbous. i Serv. But when goes this forward ?

Bru. Good-e'en to you all, good-e'en to you all. 3 Sero. To-inorrow; to-day ; prefently. You * 1 Cie. Ourselves, our wives, and children, on Thall have the drum ítruck up this afternoon : 'tis, Are bound to pray for you both. [our knees, as it were, a parcel of their feast, and to be ex Sic. Live, and thrive!

(riolanus écuted ere they wipe their lips.

Bru. Farewel, kind nciglibours: We with'd Co2 Serv. Why, then we hare aeftirring Had i'd you as we did. world again. This peace is nothing, but to rust Ail. Now the gods keep you ! iron, encrease tailors, and breed ballad makers. Borb Tri. Farewel, farewel. I Serv. Let me have war, say I; it exceeds

[Excunt Citizens.

? Alluding, improperly, to the act of crolling upon any strange event. 2 That is, drag him down By the eais into the dirt. The word is derived from fow, i. c. to take hold of a person by the ears, as a dog seizes one of these animais. 3 That is, bared, cleared. 4i. e. full of 7umcat, full of materials for discourse. Sie fottend and difpuited, as wine is when burnt and (werten.d. 6 j. ea inejfeciuri in times of peace like thcie.

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