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Caius Marcius Coriolanus, a noble Roman.

A Citizen of Antium.

Two Volscian Guards.
Titus Lartius, } Generals against the Volscians.
Menenius Agrippa, Friend to Coriolanus.

Volumnia, Mother to Coriolanus.
Sicinius Velutus, } Tribunes of the Peoplc.

Virgilia, Wife to Coriolanus. Junius Brutus,

Valeria, Friend to Virgilia.
Young Marcius, Son to Coriolanus.

Gentlewoman, attending Virgilia.
A Roman Herald.
Tullus Aufidius, General of the Volscians.

Roman and Volscian Senators, Patricians, Ædiles, Lictors, Lieutenant to Aufidius.

Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, Servants to Aufidius, and Conspirators with Aufidius.

other attendants.
SCENE, partly in Rome, and partly in the territories of the Volscians and Antiates.


Where go you

ACT 1.

2 Cit. What he cannot help in his nature, you Enter a company of mutinous citizens, with staves, account a vice in him: you must in no way say, clubs, and other weapons.

he is covetous. 1 Cit. Berore we proceed any farther, hear 1 Cit. If I must not, I need not be barren of me speak.

accusations; he hath faults, with surplus, to tire Cit. Speak, speak. [several speaking at once. in repetition. [shouts within.) What shouts are

1 Cit. You are all resolved rather to die, than these? The other side o'the city is risen: why tu famish ?

stay we prating here? to the capitol. Cit. Resolved, resolved.

Cit. Come, come. 1 Cit. First, you know, Caius Marcius is chief 1 Cit. Soft; who comes here? enemy to the people.

Enter Menenius Agrippe. Cit. We know't, we know't.

2 Cit. Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one that I Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at hath always loved the people. our own price. Is't a verdict ?

(away. 1 Cit. He's one honest enough ; 'would all the Cit. No more talking on't; let it be done: away, rest were so ! 2 Cit. One word, good citizens.

Men. What work's, my countrymen, in hand ? i Cit. We are accounted poor citizens; the patri

(you. cians, good: what authority surfeits on, would re- With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray lieve us: if they would yield us but the superfluity, 1 Cit. Our business is not unknown to the while it were wholesome, we might guess, they scnate; they have had inkling, this fortnight, what relieved us humanely; but they think, we are too we intend to do, which now we'll show 'em in dear: the leanness that afflicts us, the object of our deeds. They say, poor suitors have strong breaths, misery, is as an inventory to particularize their they shall know, we have strong arms too. abundance; our sufferance is a gain to them.—Let Men. Why, masters, my good frier.ds, mine us revenge this with our pikes, ere we become Will you undo yourselves? [honest neighbours, rakes: for the gods know, I speak this in hunger I Cit. We cannot, sir, we are undone already. for bread, not in thirst for revenge.

Mon. I tell you, friends, most charitable care 2 Cit. Would you proceed especially against | Have the patricians of you. For your wants, Caius Marcius ?

[commonalty. Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well Cit. Against him first; he's a very dog to the Strike at heaven with your staves, as lift them

2 Cit. Consider you what services he has done Against the Roman state; whose course will on for' his country?

Tho way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs 1 Cit. Very well; and could be content to give of more strong link asunder, than can ever him good report for't, but that he pays hiinself Appear in your impediment: for the dearth, with being proud.

The gods, not the patricians, make it ; and 2 Cit Nay, but speak not maliciously.

Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Alack, 1 Cit. I say unto you, wbat he hath done famously, You are transported by calamity he did it to that end: though soft conscienced men Thither where more attends you; and you slander can be content to say, it was for his country, he The helms o'the state, who care for

you like fathers did it to please his mother, and to be partly proud; When you curse them as enemies. which be is, even to the altitude of his virtue. 1 Cit. Care for us !—True, indeed! They tious rogues,

ne'er cared for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and Whereby they live: and though that all at once, their storehouses crammed with grain; make edicts You, my good friends,'(this says the belly,) mark for usury, to support usurers; repeal daily any 1 Cit. Ay, sir; well, well.

(me, wholesome act established against the rich; and Men. "Thou all at once cannot provide more piercing statutes daily, to chain up See what I do deliver out to each; and restrain the poor. If the wars eat us not up, Yet I can make my audit up, that all they will; and there's all the love they bear us. From me do back receive the flower of all, Men. Either you must

And leave me but the bran.' What say you to't? Confess yourselves wondrous malicious,

Cit. It was an answer. How apply you this? Or be accus'd of folly. I shall tell you

Men. The senators of Rome are this good belly, A pretty tale; it may be, you have heard it; And you the mutinous members : for, examine, But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture Their counsels,and their cares; digest things rightly, To scale't a little more.

Touching the weal o'the common; you shall find, 1 Cit. Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not No public benefit, which you receive, think to fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an't But it proceeds, or comes, from them to you, please you, deliver.

And no way from yourselves—What do you think? Men. There was a time, when all the body's You, the great toe of this assembly?members

1 Cit. I the great toe? Why the great toe? (est, Rebell’d against the belly; thus accus'd it:- Men. For that, being one o'the lowest, basest, poorThat only like a gulf it did remain

Of this most wise rebellion, thou go'st foremost : I'the midst o'the body, idle and inactive,

Thou rascal, that art worst in blood, to run Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing (ments Lead'st first to win some vantage,– Like labour with the rest ; where the other instru. But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs ; Did see, and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel, Rome and her rats are at the point of battle, And mutually participate, did minister

Theone side must have bale.- Hail, noble Marcius! Unto the appetite and affection common

Enter Caius Marcius. Of the whole body. The belly answered,

Mar. Thanks.-What's the matter, you dissen1 Cit. Well, sir, what answer made the belly?

Men. Sir, I shall tell you.— With a kind of smile, That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion, Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus, Make yourselves scabs ? (For, look you, I may make the belly smile, 1 Cit. We have ever your good word. [Aatter As well as speak,) it tauntingly replied

Mar. He that will give good words to thee, will To the discontented members, the mutinous parts Beneath abhorring. What would you have, you That envied his receipt ; even so most fitly

[you, As you malign our senators, for that

That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights They are not such as you.

The other makes you proud. He that trusts you, i Cit. Your belly's answer.


Where he should find you lions, finds you hares ; The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant cye, Where foxes, geese.

You are no surer, no, The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,

Than is the coal of fire upon the ice, Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter,

Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is, With other muniments and petty helps

To makc him worthy, whose offence subdues bim, In this our fabric, if that they

And curse that justice did it. Who deserves greatMen. What then?

(then? Deserves your bate: and your affections are (ness, 'Fore me, this fellow speaks !--what then? what A sick man's appetite, who desires most that,

1 Cit. Should by the cormorant belly be re- Which would increase his evil. He that depends Who is the sink o'the body,

(strain'd, Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead, Men. Well, what then ?

And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust 1 Cit. The former agents, if they did complain, With every minute you do change a mind : [ye ? What could the belly answer ?

And call him noble, that was now your bate, Men. I will tell you ;

Him vile, that was your garland. What's the matIf you'll bestow a small (of what you have little) That in these several places of the city [ter, Patience, awhile, you'll hear the belly's answer. You cry against the noble senate, who, Cit. You are long about it.

Under the gods, keep you in awe, wbich else (ing? Men. Note me this, good friends ;

Would feed on one another? - What's their seekYour most grave belly was deliberate,

Men. For corn at their own rates; whereof, they Not rash like his accusers, and thus answer'd. The city is well stor'd.

(say, • True is it, my incorporate friends,' quoth he, Mar. Hang 'em! They say ? • That I receive the general food at first,

They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know Which you do live upon ; and fit it is;

What's done i'the capitol: who's like to rise, Because I am the store-house, and the shop

Who thrives and who declines : side factions, and Of the whole body : but if you do remember,

give out I send it through the rivers of your blood, (brain; Conjectural marriages : making parties strong, Even to the court, the heart,—to the seat o'the And feebling such as stand not in their liking, And, through the cranks and offices of man, Below their cobbled shocs. They say, there's grain The strongest nerves, and small inferior veins, Would the nobility lay aside their ruth, (enough) From me receive the natural competency

And let me use my sword, I'd make a quarry


With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as high Mar. Nay, let them follow.

[thitler As I could pick my lance.

The Volces have much corn; take these rats Men. Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded; To gnaw their garners. Worshipful mutineers, For though abundantly they lack discretion, Your valour puts well forth : pray, follow. Yet are they passing cowardly. But, I beseech (exeunt Senators, Cominius, Marcius, Titus, What says the other troop?


and Menenius : citizens steal away. Mar. They are dissolv'd. Hang 'em! (verbs; Sic. Was ever man so proud as is this Marcius? They said, they were an hungry; sigh'd forth pro

Bru. He has no equal. That, hunger broke stone walls; that, dogs must eat; Sic. When we were chosen tribunes for the peo, That, meat was made for mouths; that, the gods sent Bru. Mark'd you his lip and eyes? [pleCorn for rich men only. With these shreds (pot Sic. Nay, but his taunts.

gods. They vented their complainings; which being an- Bru. Being mov'd, he will not spare to gird the And a petition granted them, a strange'one (swer'd,

Sic. Be-mock the modest moon. (To break the heart of generosity, [caps Bru. The present wars devour him: he is grown And make bold power look pale,) they threw their Too proud to be so valiant. As they would hang them on the horns o'the moon, Sic. Such a nature, Shouting their emulation.

Tickled with good success, disdains the shadow Men. What is granted them?

(doms, Which he treads on at noon : but I do wonder, Mar. Five tribunes, to defend their valgar wis- His insolence can brook to be commauded. Of their own choice. One's Junius Brutus, Under Comi us. Sicinius Velutus, and I know not 'Sdeath! Bru. Fame, at the which he aims, The rabble should have first unroof'd the city In whom already he is well grac'd, cannot Ere so prevail'd with me: it will in time Better be held, nor more attain'd, than, by Win upon power, and throw forth greater themes A place below the first : for what miscarries For insurrection's arguing.

Shall be the general's fault, though he perform Men. This is strange.

To the utmost of a man; and giddy censure Mar. Go, get you home, you fragments ! Will then cry out of Marcius, O, if he Enter a Messenger.

Had borne the business! Mess. Where's Caius Marcius?

Sic. Besides, if things go well, Mar. Here: what's the matter?

Opinion, that so sticks on Marcius, shall Mess. The news is, sir, the Volces are in arms. Of his demerits rob Cominius.

Mar. I am glad on't; then we shall have means Bru. Come; Our musty superfluity. See, our best elders. (to vent Half all Cominius' honours are to Marciu , Enter Cominius, Titus Lartius, and other senators; Though Marcius earn’d then not; and all his faults

Junius Brutus, and Sicinius Velutus. To Marcius shall be honours, though, indeed, 1 Sen. Marcius, 'tis true, that you have lately In aught he merit not. The Volces are in arms.

(told us : Sic. Let's hence, and hear Mar. They have a leader,

How the despatch is made ; and in what fashion, Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to't.

More than in singularity, he goes I sin in envying his nobility :

Upon the present action. And, were I any thing but what I am,

Bru. Let's along.

[ereunt. I would wish me only he.

SCENE II. CORIOLI. THE SENATE-HOUSE. Com. You have fought together.

Enter Tullus Aufidius, and certain Senators. Mar. Were half to half the world by the ears, 1 Sen. So, your opinion is, Aufidius, Upon my party, I'd revolt, to make [and he That they of Rome are entered in our counsels, Only my wars with him: he is a lion

And know how we proceed. That I am proud to hunt.

Auf. Is it not yours? I Sen. Then, worthy. Marcius,

What ever hath been thought on in this state, Attend upon Cominius to these wars.

That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome Com. It is your former promise.

Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone, Mar. Sir, it is ;

Since I heard thence; these are the words: I think, And I am constant.—Titus Lartius, thou

I have the letter here; yes, here it is : (reads. Shalt see me once more 'strike at Tullus' face:

They have press'd a pow'r, but it is not known Wbat, art thou stiff? stand'st out ?

Whether for east, or west: the dearth is great ; Tit. No, Caius Marcius;

The people mutinous : and it is rumour'd,

Cominius, Marcius your old enemy,
I'll lean upon one crutch, and fight with the other, (Who is of Rome worse hated than of you,)
Ere stay behind this business.

And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman,

These three lead on this preparation Men. O, true bred !

Whither 'tis bent: most likely, 'tis for you: 1 Sen. Your company to the Capitol; where, I Consider of it Our grcatest friends attend us.

[know, 1 Sen. Our army's in the field : Tit. Lead you on.

We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready Follow, Cominius; we must follow you ;

To answer us. Right worthy you priority.

Auf. Nor did you think it fully, Com. Noble Lartius!

To keep your great pretences veil'd, till when I Sen. Hence! to your homes, be gone.

They needs must show themselves; which in the [to the citizens


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It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery, | Like to a harvest-man, that's task'd to mow
We shall be shorten'd in our aim; which was, Or all, or lose his hire.
To take in many towns, ere, almost; Rome !! Vir. His bloody brow! O, Jupiter, no blood !
Should know we were afoot.

Vol. Away, you fool! it more becomes a man, 2 Sen. Noble Aufidius,

Than gilt his trophy. The breasts of Hecuba, Take your commission; hie you to your bands : When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier Let us alone to guard Corioli :

Than Hector's forehead, when it spit forth blood If they set down before us, for the remove At Grecian swords' contending.Tell Valeria, Bring up your army; but, I think, you'll find We are fit to bid her welcome. 310 [exit gent. They have not prepar'd for us.'

Vir. Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius? Auf. O, doubt not that;

Vol. He'll beat Aufidius' head below his knee, I speak from certainties. Nay, more, zah And tread upon his neck. Some parcels of their powers are forth already, Re-enter gentlewoman, with Valeria and her usher And only hitherward. I leave your honours. Val. My ladies both, good day to you. If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet,

Vol. Sweet madam,'Tis sworn between us, we shall never strike, Vir. I am glad to see your ladyship. Till one can do no more.

Val. How do you both? you are manifest houseAll. The gods assist you !

keepers. What are you sewing here? A fine spot, Auf. And keep your honours safe.

in good faith.-How does your little son ? 1 Sen. Farewell.

Vir. I thank your ladyship; well, good madam. 2 Sen. Farewell.

Vol. He had rather see the swords, and hear a AU. Farewell.

[exeunt. drum, than look upon his schoolmaster.. SCENE III. ROME. AN APARTMENT IN MARCIUS' Val. O’my word, the father's son: I'll swear,

'tis a very pretty boy. O’my troth, I look'd upon Enter Volumnia and Virgilia: they sit down on bim o'Wednesday half an hour together: he has two low stools, and sew.

such a confirmed countenance. I saw him run Vol. I pray you, daughter, sing; or express after a gilded butterfly; and when he caught it, yourself in a more comfortable sort: if my son he let it go again; and after it again; and over were my husband, I should freelier rejoice in that and over he comes, and up again ; catched it again: absence wherein he won honour, than in the em- or whether his fall enraged him, or how 'twas, he bracements of his bed, where he would show most did so set his teeth, and tear it; 0, I warrant. love. When yet he was but tender bodied, and how he mammock'd it! 05. the only son of my womb; when youth with come- Vol. One of his father's moods.

liness plucked all gaze his way; when, for a day Val. Indeed la, 'tis a noble child. VUE • of kings' entreaties, a mother should not sell him Vir. A crack, madam.

an hour from her beholding; I; - considering how Val. Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must have honour would become such a person ; that it was you play the idle huswife with me this afternoon. no better than picture like to hang by the wall, if Vir. No, good madam; I will not out of doors. renown made it not stir,—was pleased to let him Val. Not out of doors ? seek danger where he was like to find fame.


Vol. She shall, she shall. at red) a cruel war I sent him; from whence he returned, Vir. Indeed, no, by your patience I will not his brows bound with oak. I tell thee, daughter, over the threshold, till my lord return from the

-I sprang not more in joy at first hearing he was wars. a man-child, than now in first seeing he had Val. Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably: proved himself a man.

come, you must go visit the good lady that lies in. Vir. But had he died in the business, madam? Vir. I will wish her speedy strength, and visit how then ?

her with my prayers; but I cannot go thither. Vol. Then his good-report should have been my Vol. Why, I pray you ? yu?.. [love. son; I therein would have found issue. Hear me Vir. 'Tis not to save labour, nor that I want profess sincerely:-had I a dozen sons each in Val. You would be another Penelope; yet, they my love alike, and none less dear than thine and say, all the yarn she spun, in Ulysses' absence, did my good Marcius, I had rather had eleven die but fill Ithica full of moths. Come; I would, nobly for their country, than one voluptuously your cambrick were sensible as your finger, that surfeit out of action.

you might leave pricking it for pity. Come, you. Enter a gentlewoman.

shall go with us. Gent: Madam, the lady Valeria is come to visit Vir. No, good madam, pardon me; indeed, 1 you.

will not forth. Vir. 'Beseech you, give me leave to retire Val. In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you Vol. Indeed, you shall not.

(myself. excellent news of your husband. Methinks, I hear hither your husband's drum; Vir. O, good madam, there can be none yet. See him pluck Aufidius down by the hair; és Val. Verily, I do not jest with you; there camo As children from a bear, the Volces shunning him: news from him last night. Methinks, I see him stamp thus, and call thus,— Vir. Indeed, madam? • Come on, you cowards; you were got in fear, Val. In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator Though you were born in Rome.'-_His bloodybrow speak it. Thus it is :- The Volces have an army With bis mail'd hand then wiping, forth he goes; forth; against whom Cominius the general is gone.



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with one part of our Roman power : your, lord, | You shames of Rome! you herd of_Boils and and Titus Lartius, are set down before their city, Plaster you o'er; that you may be abhorrd (plagues Corioli; they nothing doubt prevailing, and to further than seen, and one infect another make it brief wars. This is true, on mine honour; Against the wind a mile! You sauls of geese, and so, I pray, go with us.

That bear the shapes of men, how have you run Vir. Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey From slaves that apes would beat? Pluto and hell! you in every thing hereafter.

All hurt behind; 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 fue, Val. In troth, I think, she would.-- Fare you And make my wars on you: look to't: come on; well, then.—Come, good sweet lady.- Pr’ythee, If you'll stand fast, we'll beat them to their wives. Virgilia, turn thy solemnness out o'door, and go As they us to our trenches followed. along with us.

Another alarum; the Volces and Romans re-enter, Vir. No; at a word, madam; indeed, I must 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 seconds:

'Tis for the followers fortune widens them, Enter, with drum and colours, Marcius, Titus Lar- Not for the flyers: mark me, and do the like. tius, officers, and soldiers : to them a messenger.

[he enters the gates and is shut in. Mar. Yonder comes news.—A wager, they have I Sol. Fool-hardiness! not I. Lart. My horse to yours, nu.

[met. 2 Sol. Nor I. Mar. 'Tis done.

3 Sol. See, they Lart. Agreed.

Have shut him in.

(alarum continues. Mar. Say, has our general met the enemy? AN. To the pot, I warrant him. Mess. They lie in view; but have not spoke as

Enter Titus Lartius. Lart. So, the good horse is mine.

[yet. Lart. What is become of Marcius ? Mar. I'll buy him of you.

All. Slain, sir, doubtless. Lart. No, I'll nor sell, nor give him : lend you 1 Sol. Following the flyers at the very heels, him I will,

With them he enters: who, upon the sudden, For half a hundred years. Summon the town. Clapp'd-to their gates; he is himself alone, Mar. How far off lie these armies ?

To answer all the city. Mess. Within this mile and half. (ours. Lart. O, noble fellow !

Mar. Then shall we hear their 'larum, and they who, sensible, outdares his senseless sword, Now, Mars, I pr’ythee, inake us quick in work; And, when it bows, stands up! Thou art left MarThat we with smoking swords may march from A carbuncle entire, as big as thou art, [cius: hence,

Were not so rich a jewel. Thou wast a soldier, To help our fielded friends! - Come, blow thy blast. Even to Cato's wish, not fierce and terrible They sound a parley: enter, on the walls, some Only in strokes; but, with thy grim looks, and senators, and others.

The thunder-like percussion thy sounds, Tullus Aufidius, is he within your walls? Thou mad'st thine enemies shake, as if the world

I Sen. No, nor a man that fears you less than he, Were feverous, and did tremble.
That's lesser than a little, Hark, our drums Re-enter Marcius, bleeding, assaulted by the enemy.

alarums afar off. 1 Sol. Look, sir.
Are bringing forth our youth. We'll break our walls, Lart. 'Tis Marcius :
Rather than they shall pound us up: our gates, Let's fetch him off, or make remain alike.
Which yet seem shut, we bave but pinn'd with

(they fight, and all enter the city. rushes : They'll open of themselves. Hark you, far off:

Enter certain Romans, with spoils.

(other ularums. 1 Rom. This I will carry to Rome. There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes

2 Rom. And I this. Amongst your cloven army.

3 Rom. A murrain on't! I took this for silver. Mar. O, they are at it.


salarum continues, still afar of: Lart. Their noise be our instruction.-Ladders, Enter Marcius and Titus Lartius, with a trumpet.

The Volces enter, and pass over the stage. Mar. See here these movers, that do prize their Mar. They fear us not, but issue forth their city.

hours Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight At a crack'd drachm! Cushions, leaden spoons, With hearts anore proof than shields. — Advance, Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would. brave Titus :

Bury with those that wore them, these base slaves, They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts, Ere yet the tight be done, pack up:-down with Which makes me sweat with wrath.—Come on, my them.

[him:He that retires, I'll take him for a Volce, (fellows; And hark, what noise the general makes !- TU And he shall feel mine edge.

There is a man of my soul's hate, Aufidius, Alarum, and exeunt Romans and Volces, fighting. Piercing our Romans.—Then, valiant Titus, take

The Romans arc beaten back to their trenches. Convenient numbers to make good the city; Re-enter Marcius.

Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will baste Mar. All the contagion of the south light on you. To help Comiuius.


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