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That should but rive an oak. Why dost not speak?
Than can our reasons.-There is no man in the world
When she, (poor hen !) fond of no second brood,
Like him by chance:- -Yet give us our despatch:
And then I'll speak a little.
Cor. O mother, mother!
[Holding VOLUMNIA by the hands, silent. What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! You have won a happy victory to Rome : But, for your son, believe it, O, believe it, Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him. But, let it come :Aufidius, though I cannot make true wars, I'll frame convenient peace. Now, good Aufidius, Were you in my stead, say, would you have heard A mother less? or granted less, Aufidius? Auf. I was mov'd withal.
 Keeps me in a state of ignominy talking to no purpose. JOHNS.  Does argue for us and our petition. JOHNS.
Cor. I dare be sworn, you were:
And, sir, it is no little thing, to make
Mine eyes to sweat compassion. But, good sir,
Auf. I am glad, thou hast set thy mercy and thy honour
[Aside. [The Ladies make signs to CORIOLANUS. Cor. Ay, by and by; But we will drink together; and you shall bear
[To VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, &c. A better witness back than words, which we, On like conditions, will have counter-seal'd. Come, enter with us. Ladies, you deserve To have a temple built you : all the swords In Italy, and her confederate arms, Could not have made this peace.
Rome. A public Place. Enter MENENIUS and SICINIUS. Men. See you yond' coign o'the Capitol; yond' corner-stone?
Sic. Why, what of that?
Men. If it be possible for you to displace it with your little finger, there is some hope the ladies of Rome, especially his mother, may prevail with him. But I say, there is no hope in't; our throats are sentenced, and stay upon execution. 2
Sic. Is't possible, that so short a time can alter the condition of a man?
Men. There is differency between a grub, and a butterfly; yet your butterfly was a grub. This Marcius is grown from man to dragon: he has wings; he's more than a creeping thing.
Sic. He loved his mother dearly.
Men. So did he me : and he no more remembers his mother now, than an eight year old horse. 3 The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes. When he walks, he moves
 I will take advantage of this concession to restore myself to my former credit and and power. JOHNS.
 Plutarch informs us, that a temple dedicated to the Fortune of the La dies, was built on this occasion by order of the senate. STEEV.
 Stay but for it. STEEV.
 Subintelligitur, remember's his dam. WARB.
like an engine, and the ground shrinks before his treading. He is able to pierce a corslet with his eye; talks like a.knell, and his hum is a battery. He sits in his state, as a thing made for Alexander.4 What he bids be done, is finished with his bidding. He wants nothing of a god but eternity, and a heaven to throne in. Sic. Yes, mercy, if you report him truly.
Men. I paint him in the character. Mark what mercy his mother shall bring from him: There is no more mercy in him, than there is milk in a male tiger; that shall our poor city find: and all this is 'long of you.
Sic. The gods be good unto us!
Men.No,in such a case the gods will not be good unto us. When we banished him, we respected not them: and, he returning to break our necks, they respect not us.
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. Sir, if you'd save your life, fly to your house: The plebeians have got your fellow-tribune, And hale him up and down; all swearing, if The Roman ladies bring not comfort home, They'll give him death by inches.
Enter another Messenger.
Sic. What's the news?
Mes. Good news, good news ;-The ladies have preThe Volces are dislodg'd, and Marcius gone :
A merrier day did never yet greet Rome,
No, not the expulsion of the Tarquins.
Art thou certain this is true? Is it most certain ?
As the recomforted through the gates. Why, hark you; [Trumpets and hautboys sounded, and drums beaten, all together. Shouting also within.
The trumpets, sacbuts, psalteries, and fifes,"
Tabors, and cymbals, and the shouting Romans,
Men. This is good news:
I will go meet the ladies. This Volumnia
Is worth of consuls, senators, patricians,
A city full ; of tribunes, such as you,
 In a foregoing note he was said to sit in gold. The phrase, as a thing made for Alexander, means as one made to resemble Alexander. JOHNS..
A sea and land full: You have pray'd well to-day;
[Shouting and music. Sic. First, the gods bless you for their tidings: next, Accept my thankfulness.
Mes. Sir, we have all
Great cause to give great thanks.
Sic. They are near the city?
Sic. We will meet them,
And help the joy.
Enter the Ladies, accompanied by Senators, Patricians, and People.
They pass over the stage.
1 Sen. Behold our patroness, the life of Rome :
Repeal him with the welcome of his mother;
All. Welcome, ladies!
[A flourish with drums and trumpets.
Antium. A public Place. Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS, with Atten
Auf. Go tell the lords of the city, I am here :
Intends to appear before the people, hoping
To purge himself with words: Despatch. [Exe. Atten. Enter three or four Conspirators of AUFIDIUS' Faction.
Most welcome !
1 Con. How is it with our general?
Auf. Even so,
As with a man by his own alms empoison'd,
2 Con. Most noble sir,
you do hold the same intent wherein
 That is, The one I accuse. So in The Winter's Tale, "I am appointed him to murder you."
You wish'd us parties, we'll deliver you
Auf. Sir, I cannot tell ;
We must proceed, as we do find the people.
3 Con. The people will remain uncertain, whilst 'Twixt you there's difference; but the fall of either Makes the survivor heir of all.
Auf. I know it;
And my pretext to strike at him admits.
A good construction. I rais'd him, and I pawn'd
3 Con. Sir, his stoutness,
When he did stand for consul, which he lose
Auf. That I would have spoke of:
Being banish'd for't, he came unto my hearth;
1 Con. So he did, my lord:.
The army marvell'd at it. And, in the last,
When he had carried Rome; and that we look'd
Auf. There was it ;
For which my sinews shall be stretch'd upon him.
At a few drops of women's rheum, which are
As cheap as lies, he sold the blood and labour.
Of our great action; Therefore shall he die,
And I'll renew me in his fall. But, hark! [Drums and trumpets sound, with great shouts of the People.
 Instead of end, Mr. Rowe reads make.
 The meaning, I think, is, be prescribed to me with an air of authority and gave me his countenance for my wages; thought me sufficiently rewarded with good looks. JOHNS.