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Hear you this Triton of the minnows? mark
Com. "Twas from the canon.t
O good, but most unwise patricians, why, You grave, but reckless; senators, have you thus
Given Hydra here to choose an officer,
To say, he'll turn your current in a ditch,
Then veil your ignorance: if none, awake
If they be senators: and they are no less,
It makes the consuls base: and my soul akes,
Com. Well-on to the market-place.
Cor. Whoever gave that counsel, to give forth
The corn o'the storehouse gratis, as 'twas us'd Sometime in Greece,
Men. Well, well, no more of that.
I say, they nourish'd disobedience, fed
Bru. Why, shall the people give
More worthier than their voices. They know,
Was not our recompence; resting well assur'd They ne'er did service for't: Being press'd to
Even when the navel of the state was touch'd, They would not threads the gates: this kind
Did not deserve corn gratis: being i'the war, Their mutinies and revolts, wherein they show'd [tion Most valour, spoke not for them: The accusaWhich they have often made against the
All cause unborn, could never be the native||
* Small fish.
Men. Come, enough.
Bru. Enough, with over-measure. Cor. No, take more:
What may be sworn by, both divine and hu-
Cannot conclude, but by the yea and no
Nothing is done to purpose: Therefore, beseech you,
You that will be less fearful than discreet;
A noble life before a long, and wish
On whom depending, their obedience fails
Then were they chosen; in a better hour,
Bru. Manifest treason.
Bru. The Ediles, ho!-Let him be apprehended.
Sic. Go, call the people; [Exit BRUTUS.] in whose name, myself
Attach thee, as a traitorous innovator,
And follow to thine answer.
Cor. Hence, old goat!
Cor. Hence, rotten thing, or I shall shake
Out of thy garments.
Sic. Help, ye citizens.
Re-enter BRUTUS, with the Ediles, and a Rabble of CITIZENS.
Men. On both sides more respect.
+ According to law. Pass through. Motive, no doubt was Shakspeare's word.
Sic. Here's he, that would Take from you all your power. Bru. Seize him, Ediles.
Cit. Down with him, down with him! [Several speak. 2 Sen. Weapons, weapons, weapons!
[They all bustle about CORIOLANUS. Tribunes, patricians, citizens!-what ho! Sicinius, Brutus, Coriolanus, citizens!
Cit. Peace, peace, peace; stay, hold, peace! Men. What is about to be?-I am out of breath; [bunes Confusion's near: I cannot speak :-You, triTo the people,-Coriolanus, patience :Speak, good Sicinius.
Sic. Hear me, people;-Peace.
Cit. Let's hear our tribune:-Peace. Speak, speak, speak.
Sic. You are at point to lose your liberties: Marcius would have all from you; Marcius, Whom late you have nam'd for consul.
Men. Fie, fie, fie!
This is the way to kindle, not to quench.
The people are the city.
Bru. By the consent of all, we were estabThe people's magistrates. Cit. You so remain.
Men. And so are like to do.
Cor. That is the way to lay the city flat; To bring the roof to the foundation; And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges, In heaps and piles of ruins.
Sic. This deserves death.
Bru. Or let us stand to our authority, Or let us lose it:-We do here pronounce, Upon the part o'the people, in whose power We were elected theirs, Marcius is worthy Of present death.
Sic. Therefore, lay hold of him;
Bear him to the rock Tarpeian, and from Into destruction cast him.
Bru. Ediles, seize him.
Cit. Yield, Marcius, yield.
'Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word. Edi. Peace, peace.
Men. Be that you seem, truly your country's friend,
And temperately proceed to what you would Thus violently redress.
Bru. Sir, those cold ways,
That seem like prudent helps, are very poison-
Cor. No; I'll die here. [Drawing his Sword. There's some among you have beheld me fighting;
Come, try upon yourselves what you have seen Men. Down with that sword;-Tribunes, withdraw a while.
Bru. Lay hands upon him.
You that be noble; help him, young, and old!
[In this Mutiny, the TRIBUNES, the EDILES, and the People are all beat in. Men. Go, get you to your house; be gone, All will be naught else.
2 Sen. Get you gone.
Cor. Stand fast;
We have as many friends as enemies. Men. Shall it be put to that?
* From whence criminals were thrown, and dashed to
Cor. On fair ground,
I could beat forty of them.
Take up a brace of the best of them; yea, the two tribunes.
Com. But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic; And manhood is call'd foolery, when it stands Against a falling fabric.-Will you hence, Before the tag return? whose rage doth rend Like interrupted waters, and o'erbear What they are used to bear.
Men. Pray you, be gone:
I'll try whether my old wit be in request
Com. Nay, come away.
[Exeunt COR. COM. and others. 1 Pat. This man has marr'd his fortune. Men. His nature is too noble for the world: He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for his power to thunder. His heart's [vent;
What his breast forges, that his tongue must
2 Pat. I would they were a-bed! Men. I would they were in Tyber!-What, the vengeance, Could he not speak them fair?
Re-enter BRUTUS and SICINIUS, with the Rabble.
Sic. Where's this viper,
That would depopulate the city, and
Men. You worthy tribunes,
Sic. He shall be thrown down the Tarpeian rock
With rigorous hands; he hath resisted law,
Cit. He shall sure on't.t
Men. If, by the tribunes' leave, and yours, good people,
I may be heard, I'd crave a word or two; The which shall turn you to no further harm, Than so much loss of time.
Sic. Speak briefly then;
For we are peremptory, to despatch
Men. Now the good gods forbid,
That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude
Sic. He's a disease, that must be cut away.
Killing our enemies? The blood he hath lost, (Which, I dare vouch, is more than that he hath, [try: By many an ounce,) he dropp'd it for his counAnd, what is left, to lose it by his country, Were to us all, that do't, and suffer it, A brand to the end o'the world.
Sic. This is clean kam.t
Bru. Merely awry: when he did love his It honour'd him.
Men. The service of the foot Being once gangren'd, is not then respected For what before it was?
Bru. We'll hear no more:
Pursue him to his house, and pluck him thence; Lest his infection, being of catching nature, Spread further.
Men. One word more, one word. This tiger-footed rage, when it shall find The harm of unscann'd swiftness, will, too
Tie leaden pounds to his heels. Proceed by
Bru. If it were so,
Sic. What do ye talk?
Have we not had a taste of his obedience? Our Ediles smote? ourselves resisted?
Men. Consider this;-He has been bred i'the
Since he could draw a sword, and is ill school'd
1 Sen. Noble tribunes,
It is the humane way: the other course
Sic. Noble Menenius,
Be you then as the people's officer:
Sic. Meet on the market-place:-We'll at-
Where, if you bring not Marcius, we'll proceed In our first way.
Men. I'll bring him to you:
Let me desire your company. [To the SENA-
Vol. Pray be counsel'd":
have a heart as little apt as yours, But yet a brain, that leads my use of anger, To better vantage.
Before he should thus stoop to the herd, but
Cor. What must I do?
Men. Return to the tribunes.
What then? what then?
Men. Repent what you have spoke. Cor. For them?-I cannot do it to the gods; Must I then do't to them?
Vol. You are too absolute;
Though therein you can never be too noble, But when extremities speak. I have heard you
Honour and policy, like unsever'd friends, I'the war do grow together: Grant that, and tell me,
In peace, what each of them by th'other lose,
Men. A good demand.
Vol. If it be honour, in your wars, to seem The same you are not, (which, for your best ends,
You adopt your policy,) how is it less, or worse,
Cor. Why force* you this?
Vol. Because that now it lies you on to speak To the people; not by our own instruction, Nor by the matter which your heart prompts
But with such words that are but roted in Your tongue, though but bastards, and syllables
Of no allowance, to your bosom's truth.
I would dissemble with my nature, where,
Men. Noble lady!
Come, go with us; speak fair: you may salve So,
Not what is dangerous present, but the loss Of what is past.
Vol. I pr'ythee now, my son,
Go to them, with this bonnet in thy hand; And thus far having stretch'd it, (here be with them,)
Thy knee bussing the stones, (for in such busi[rant Action is eloquence, and the eyes of the ignoMore learned than the ears,) waving thy head, Which often, thus, correcting thy stout heart, That humble, as the ripest mulberry, [them, Now will not hold the handling: Or, say to Thou art their soldier, and being bred in broils, Hast not the soft way, which, thou dost confess,
Were fit for thee to use, as they to claim,
Thyself, forsooth, hereafter theirs, so far
Men. This but done,
Com, I have been i'the market-place: and, Sir, tis fit
You make strong party, or defend yourself By calmness, or by absence; all's in anger. Men. Only fair speech.
Com. I think, 'twill serve, if he
Can thereto frame his spirit.
With my base tongue, give to my noble heart
My praises made thee first a soldier, so,
Cor. Well, I must do't:
Away, my disposition, and possess me
Which quired with my drum, into a pipe
The glasses of my sight! A beggar's tongue
Vol. At thy choice then :
To beg of thee, it is my more dishonour,
Cor. Pray, be content;
Vol. Do your will.
To answer mildly; for they are prepar'd
Than are upon you yet.
Cor. The word is, mildly:-Pray you, let us Let them accuse me by invention, I Will answer in mine honour.
Men. Ay, but mildly.
Cor. Well, mildly be it then; mildly.
SCENE 111.-The same.-The Forum.
Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS. Bru. In this point charge him home, that he affects
Tyrannical power: If he envade us there,
Enter an EDILE.
Pr’ythee, now, say, you will, and go about it. What, will he come ?
+ Common clowns.
Unshaven bead. + Dwell. Object his hatred.
Ed. He's coming.
Bru. How accompanied?
Men. Consider further, That when he speaks not like a citizen,
Ed. With old Menenius, and those senators You find him like a soldier: Do not take
That always favour'd him.
Sic. Have you a catalogue
Of all the voices that we have procur'd
Ed. I have; 'tis ready, here.
Sic. Have you collected them by tribes?
Sic. Assemble presently the people hither:
Ed. I shall inform them.
Bru. And when such time they have begun to cry,
Let them not cease, but with a din confus'd
Of what we chance to sentence.
Ed. Very well.
Cor. Say then: 'tis true, I ought so. Sic. We charge you, that you have contriv'd to take
From Rome all season'dt office, and to wind
For which, you are a traitor to the people.
Men. Nay; temperately: Your promise. Cor. The fires i'the lowest hell fold in the people!
Call me their traitor.-Thou injurious tribune! Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths, In thy hands clutch'd; as many millions, in
Sic. Make them be strong, and ready for Thy lying tongue both numbers, I would say,
Cor. First, hear me speak.
Both Tri. Well, say.-Peace, ho.
Thou liest, unto thee, with voice as free
Sic. Mark you this, people?
Cit. To the rock with him; to the rock with him!
(As much as in him lies) from time to time Envied against the people, seeking means To pluck away their power; as now at last
Cor. Shall I be charg'd no further than this Given hostile strokes, and that not|| in the
Must all determine here?
Sic. I do demand,
If you submit you to the people's voices,
Cor. I am content.
Men. Lo, citizens, he says, he is content: The warlike service he has done, consider; Think on the wounds his body bears, which Like graves i'the holy churchyard. Cor. Scratches with briers,
Scars to move laughter only."
• Will bear being called a knave.
Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers
And in the power of us the tribunes, we,
From off the rock Tarpeian, never more
To enter our Rome gates: I'the people's name
Cit. It shall be so,
It shall be so; let him away: he's banish'd,