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for Coriolanus neither to care whether they love! Worthy Cominius, speak.-Nay, keep your place. [Coriolanus rises, and offers to go away. or hate him, manifests the true knowledge he has I Sen. Sit, Coriolanus: never shame to hear in their disposition; and, out of his noble carelessness, lets them plainly see't. What you have nobly done.
Cor. Your honours' pardon;
1 Off. If he did not care whether he had their love, or no, he waved indifferently 'twixt doing them neither good, nor harm; but he seeks their hate with greater devotion than they can render it him; and leaves nothing undone, that may fully discover him their opposite. Now, to seem to affect the malice and displeasure of the people, is as bad as that which he dislikes, to flatter them for their love.
2 Off. He hath deserved worthily of his country: and his ascent is not by such easy degrees as those, who, having been supple and courteous to the people, bonnetted, without any further deed to heave them at all into their estimation and report; but he hath so planted his honours in their eyes, and his actions in their hearts, that for their tongues to be silent, and not confess so much, were a kind of ingrateful injury; to report otherwise, were a malice, that, giving itself the lie, would pluck reproof and rebuke from every ear that heard it.
1 Off. No more of him; he is a worthy man: Make way, they are coming. A sennet. Enter, with lictors before them, Cominius the consul, Menenius, Coriolanus, many other senators, Sicinius and Brutus. The senators take their places; the tribunes take theirs also by themselves.
Men. Having determin'd of the Volces, and
In our well-found successes, to report
1 Sen. Speak, good Cominius:
Sic. We are conventedes at zalive views fr
Bru. Which the rather
Men. That's off, that's off;
I would you rather had been silent: please you
Bru. Most willingly;
But yet my caution was more pertinent,
Men. He loves your people;
But tie him not to be their bedfellow ;
I had rather have my wounds to heal again,
My words disbench'd you not.
When blows have made me stay, I fled from words.
Men. Pray now, sit down.
Cor. I had rather have one scratch my head i'the When the alarum were struck, than idly sit [sun, To hear my nothings monster'd. [ exit Coriolanus. Men. Masters o' the people,
Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter, [see,
Com. I shall lack voice: the deeds of Coriolanus
I cannot speak him home: he stopp'd the fliers
1 Sen. He cannot but with measure fit the honWhich we devise him.
Com. Our spoils he kick'd at bre mone eved.
1 Sen. Call for Coriolanus. Off. He doth appear.
Re-enter Coriolanus. Men. The senate, Coriolanus, are well pleas'd To make thee consul.
Cor. I do owe them still odsk My life, and services. um bilekez
Men. It then remains, onde ad auser ob nu That you do speak to the people. sin elok
Cor. I do beseech you, 4 rodees gl56
Sie. Sir, the people and reds 1 vol3
Cor. To brag unto them. Thus I did, and Show them the unaching scars, which I should As if I had receiv'd them for the hire [hide, Of their breath only:
Men. Do not stand upon't.
We recommend to you, tribunes of the people,
Sen. To Coriolanus come all joy and honour! esp[flourish; then exeunt senators. Bru. You see how he intends to use the people. Sic. May they perceive his intent! He, that will require them, As if he did contemn what he requested Should be in them to give.nl
Bru. Come, we'll inform them
Of our proceedings here: on the market-place,
I know, they do attend us.
SCENE III. THE SAME. THE FORUM.
ano Enter several citizens.
1 Cit. Once, if he do require our voices, we ought not to deny him.
2 Cit. We may, sir, if we
3 Cit. We have power in ourselves it, but it is a power that we have no power to do: for, if he show us his wounds, and tell us his deeds, we
1 Cit. And to make us no better thought of. a little help will serve: for once, when we stood up about the corn, he himself struck not to call usthe many-headed multitude.
3 Cit. We have been called so of many; not that our heads are some brown, some black, some auburn, some bald, but that our wits are so diversely coloured, and truly, I think, if all our wits were to issue out of one skull, they would fly east, west, north, south; and their consent of one 'direct way should be at once to all the points of the compass.
2 Cit. Think you so? Which way, do you judge my wit would fly.
Cit. Nay, your wit will not so soon out as another man's will, 'tis strongly wedged up in a block-head: but, if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure southward.
All. Content, content.
I got them in my country's service, when
You must not speak of that: you must, desire them
Cor. Think upon me? Hang em!
are to put our tongues into those wounds and speak Cit. We do, sir; tell us what hath brought
for them; so if he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous: and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude; of the which, we being members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous members.
Cor. Mine own desert. The Thank [you to't
2 Cit. Your own desert?
Cor. Ay, not GRUPY TOGE 103 82110V 714)
Mine own desire.
1 Cit. How! not your own de ire?
Cor. No, sir:
'Twas never my desire yet,
I Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing, We hope to gain by you.
Cor. Well then, I pray, your price o'the consul-
[you, Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to show Which shall be yours in private.-Your good voice, What say you?
2 Cit. You shall have it, worthy sir.
Cor. A match, sir:
There is in all two worthy voices begg'd:-
1 Cit. But this is something odd. [matter. 2 Cit. An 'twere to give again. But 'tis no [exeunt two citizens. Enter two other citizens.
Cor. Pray you now, if it may stand with the tune of your voices, that I may be consul, I have here the customary gown.
3 Cit. You have deserved nobly of your country, and you have not deserved nobly.
Cor. Your enigma?
3 Cit. You have been a scourge to her enemies, you have been a rod to her friends; you have not, indeed, loved the common people.
Cor. You should account me the more virtuous, that I have not been common in my love. I will, sir, flatter my sworn brother, the people, to earn a dearer estimation of them; 'tis a condition they account gentle and since the wisdom of their choice is rather to have my hat than my heart, I will practise the insinuating nod and be off to them most counterfeitly; that is, sir, I will counterfeit the bewitchment of some popular man, and give it bountifully to the desirers. Therefore, beseech you, I may be consul.
4 Cit. We hope to find you our friend; and therefore give you our voices heartily.
3 Cit. You have received many wounds for your country.
Cor. I will not seal your knowledge with showing them. I will make much of your voices, and so trouble you no further.
Both Cit. The gods give you joy, sir, heartily! [exeunt.
Cor. Most sweet voices!
Better it is to die, better to starve,
Than crave the hire, which first we do deserve.
Here comes more voices,
Your voices: for your voices I have fought: Watch'd for your voices; for your voices, bear Of wounds twe dozen odd; battles thrice six
Sic. There, Coriolanus.
Cor. May I then change these garments?
Cor. That I'll straight do; and knowing myself
[exeunt Cor. and Men. He has it now; and, by his looks, methinks, 'Tis warm at his heart.
Bru. With a proud heart he wore
His humble weeds: will you dismiss the people? Re-enter citizens.
Sic. How now, my masters? have you chose 1 Cit. He has our voices, sir. [this man? Bru. We pray the gods, he may deserve your loves. 2 Cit. Amen, sir: to my poor unworthy notice, He mock'd us, when he begg'd our voices. 3 Cit. Certainly,
He flouted us downright.
1 Cit. No, 'tis his kind of speech, he did not mock 2 Cit. Not one amongst us, save yourself, but says, He us'd us scornfully: he should have show'd us His marks of merit, wounds receiv'd for his country.
Sic. Why, so he did, I am sure.
Cit. No; no man saw 'em. [several speak. 3 Cit. He said, he had wounds, which he could show in private;
And with his hat, thus waving it in scorn,
Bru. Could you not have told him,
As you were lesson'd,-when he had no power,
The apprehension of his present portance,
And, on a safer judgement, all revoke
A fault on us, your tribunes; that we labour'd
Sic. Say, you chose him
3 Cit. He's not confirm'd; we may deny him yet. Your sudden approbation. 2 Cit. And will deny him:
I'll have five hundred voices of that sound.
1 Cit. I twice five hundred, and their friends to piece 'em.
Bru. Get you hence instantly, and tell those
Sic. Let them assemble:
More after our commandment, than as guided
Bru. Ay, spare us not. Say, we read lectures to
SCENE I. THE SAME. A STREET.
Cornets: enter Coriolanus, Menenius, Cominius,
Cor. So then the Volces stand but as at first;
Com. They are worn, lord consul, so, That we shall hardly in our ages see Their banners wave again.
Cor. Saw you Aufidius?
That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's son,
Sic. One thus descended,
That hath beside well in his person wrought
Bru. Say, you ne'er had done't
(Harp on that still), but by our putting on:
Cit. We will so: almost all
Bru. Let them go on;
This mutiny were better put in hazard,
Sic. To the Capitol:
Come; we'll be there before the stream o'the
And this shall seem, as partly 'tis, their own,
[several speak. [exeunt citizens.
Lart. How often he had met you, sword to
Cor. At Antium lives he?
Lart. At Antium
Cor. I wish I had a cause to seek him there, To oppose his hatred fully. Welcome home. [to Lartius.
Enter Sicinius and Brutus.
Sic. Pass no further.
Cor. Ha! what is that?
Bru. It will be dangerous to Go on: no further.
Cor. What makes this change?
Men. The matter?
Com. Hath he not pass'd the nobles, and the
I do despise [them;
Cor. Have you not inform'd them since?
Cor. You are like to do such business.
Each way, to better yours.
[clouds Cor. Why then should I be consul? By yon Let me deserve so ill as you, and make me Your fellow tribune.
Sic. You show too much of that,
For which the people stir. If you will pass
tuvat i [palt'ring
Com. The people are abus'd. Set on. This Becomes not Rome; nor has Coriolanus Deserv'd this so dishonour'd rub, laid falsely I' the plain way of his merit. ky was if 10 Cor. Tell me of corn !mace 19 fus fo This was my speech, and I will speak't again;— Men. Not now, not now.imga wwstarod 1 Sen. Not in this heat, sir, now.
Cor. Now as I live, I will. My nobler friends, I crave their pardons:
For the mutable, rank-scented many, let them Regard me as I do not flatter, and
O, good, but most unwise, patricians, why,
Let them have cushions by you. You are plebeians,
Com. Well,on to the market-place.
Men. Well, well, no more of that.
Cor. (Though there the people had more absoI say, they nourish'd disobedience, fed [lute power,) The ruin of the state..
Bru. Why, shall the people give One, that speaks thus, their voice? Cor. I'll give my reasons,