He did follicit you in free contempt,

When he did need your loves, and do you think,
That his contempt shall not be bruifing to you,
When he hath power to crush? Why, had your bodies
No heart among you? or had you tongues, to cry
Against the rectorship of judgment?

Sic. Have you,

Ere now, deny'd the afker? and, now again
On him that did not afk, but mock, bestow
Your fu'd for tongues?

3 Cit. He's not confirm'd, we may deny him yet. 2 Cit. And will deny him:

I'll have five hundred voices of that found.

1 Cit. I, twice five hundred, and their friends to piece 'em.

Bru. Get you hence inftantly, and tell those friends, They've chofe a Conful that will from them take Their Liberties; make them of no more voice Than dogs that are as often beat for barking, As therefore kept to do fo.

Sic. Let them affemble,

And on a fafer Judgment all revoke

Your ignorant election.

s Enforce his Pride,

And his old hate to you; befides, forget not,
With what contempt he wore the humble Weed;
How in his fuit he fcorn'd you; but your loves,
Thinking upon his fervices, took from you
The apprehenfion of his prefent portance
Which gibingly, ungravely, he did fashion
After th' inveterate hate he bears to you.

Bru. Nay, lay a fault on us, your Tribunes, that We labour'd, no impediment between,

But that you must cast your election on him.

4-free contempt,] That is, with contempt open and unretrained.

5 Enforce bis Pride,] Object his pride, and enforce the objection.

Sic. Say, you chofe him, more after our command

ment,

Than guided by your own affections;

And that your minds, pre-occupied with what
: You rather muft do, than what you fhould do,
Made you against the grain to voice him Conful.
Lay the fault on us.

Bru. Ay, fpare us not. Say, we read lectures to you,
How youngly he began to ferve his Country,
How long continued; and what stock he fprings of,
The noble House of Marcius; from whence came
That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's fon,
Who, after great Hoftilius, here was King;
Of the fame houfe Publius and Quintus were,
That our best water brought by conduits hither;
And Cenforinus, darling of the people,
And nobly nam'd fo for twice being Cenfor,
Was his great Ancestor.

6 And Cenforinus, darling of
the people,] This verfe I
have fupplied a line having
been certainly left out in this
place, as will appear to any one
who confults the beginning of
Plutarch's life of Coriol nus,
from whence this paffage is di-
rectly tranflated.
POPE.

7 And Cenforinus,
Was his great Anceftor.] Now
the first Cenfor, was created
U. C. 314. and Coriolanus was
banished U. C. 262. The truth
is this, the paffage, as Mr. Pope
obferves above, was taken from
Plutarch's life of Coriolanus;
who, fpeaking of the house of
Coriolanus, takes notice both of
his Ancestors and of his Pofterity,
which our author's hafte not giv.
ing him leave to obferve, has

here confounded one with the other. Another inftance of his inadvertency, from the fame caufe, we have in the first part of Henry IV. where an account is given of the prisoners took on the plains of Holmedon.

Mordake the Earl of Fife, and eldeft Son

To beaten DouglasBut the Earl of Fife was not fon to Douglas, but to Robert Duke of Albany governor of Scotland. He took his account from Holinghead, whose words are, And of prisoners among ft others were thefe, Mordack Earl of Fife, fon to the governor Arkimbald, Earl Douglas, &c. And he imagined that the governor and Earl Douglas were one and the fame person.

Nn 2

WARBURTON.

Sic.

Sic. One thus defcended,

That hath befide well in his perfon wrought,
To be fet high in place we did commend
To your remembrances; but you have found,
Scaling his prefent Bearing with his past,
That he's your fixed enemy, and revoke
Your fudden approbation.

Bru. Say, you ne'er had don't,

(Harp on that still) but by our putting on; And prefently, when you have drawn your number,

Repair to th' Capitol.

All. We will fo. Almoft all

Repent in their election.

Bru. Let them go on,

[Exeunt Plebeians.

This mutiny were better put in hazard,

Than ftay paft doubt for greater.

If, as his nature is, he fall in rage

With their refusal, both + observe and answer
The vantage of his anger.

Sic. To th' Capitol, come;

We will be there before the stream o' th' people,
And this fhall feem, as partly 'tis, their own,
Which we have goaded onward.

Scaling his prefent Bearing with his taft] That is, weighing his past and present behaviour.

+bferve and answer

[Exeunt.

The vantage of his anger.] Mark, catch, and improve the opportunity which his hafty anger will afford us.

ACT

ACT

III.

SCENE L

A publick Street in Rome.

Cornets. Enter Coriolanus, Menenius, Cominius, Titus Lartius, and other Senators.

T

CORIOLANUS.

Ullus Aufidius then had made new head?
Lart. He had, my Lord; and that it was,
which caus'd

Our swifter compofition.

Cor. So then the Volfcians ftand but as at first, Ready, when time fhall prompt them, to make road Upon's again.

Com. They're worn, Lord Conful, fo, That we shall hardly in our ages fee

Their Banners wave again.

Cor. Saw you Aufidius?

Lart. On fafe-guard he came to me, and did curfe Against the Volfcians, for they had fo vilely

Yielded the Town. He is retir'd to Antium.

Cor. Spoke he of me?

Lart. He did, my Lord.
Cor. How? What?

Lart. How often he had met you, fword to fword, That of all things upon the earth he hated

Your perfon molt; that he would pawn his fortunes To hopeless reftitution, fo he might

Be call'd your vanquisher.

Cor. At Antium lives he?

Lart. At Antium.

Cor. I with, I had a caufe to feek him there?

To oppofe his hatred fully.-Welcome home.

[To Lartius.

Enter Sicinius and Brutus.

Behold! these are the Tribunes of the people,
The tongues o'th' common mouth! I do defpife them;
For they do prank them in authority
Against all noble fufferance.

Sic. Pafs no further.

Cor. Hah! 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 Commons?

Bru. Cominius, no.

Cor. Have I had childrens' voices?

Sen. Tribunes, give way. He fhall to th' market place.

Bru. The people are incens'd against him.
Sic. Stop,

Or all will fall in broil.

Cor. Are thefe your herd?

Muft these have voices, that can yield them now,
And straight difclaim their tongues? What are your

offices?

You being their mouths, why rule you not their teeth?

Have you not set them on?

Men. Be calm, be calm.

Cor. It is a purpos'd thing, and grows by plot, To curb the will of the Nobility;

Suffer't, and live with fuch as cannot rule,

Nor ever will be rul'd.

Bru. Call't not a plot.

The people cry, you mock'd them; and, of late,