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To banish your defenders: 'till, at length,

Æd. The people's enemy is gone,


gone! Your ignorance (which finds not 'till it feels; All. Our enemy is banish'd! he is gone! Hog! Making but reservation of yourselves,

hoo! Still your own foes) deliver you, as most

Sic. Go, see him out at gates, and follow him, Abated captives', to some nation

5 As he hath follow'd you, with all despight; That won you without blows! Despising, Give him deserv'd vexation. Let a guard the city, thus I turn my back:

Attend us through the city.

(come:There is a world elsewhere.

All, Come, come, let us see him out at gates; [Ereunt Coriolanus, Comin us, and others. The gods preserve our noble tribunes !--Come. The people shout, and throw up their caps.|10



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Vol. My first ”son,
Before the Gates of Rome.

Whither wilt thou go! Take good Cominius Enter Coriolanus, Volumnia, Virgilia, llenonius, With thee a while: Determine on some course, Cominius, with the young Nobility of Rome.

More than a wild exposture to each chance Cor. COME, leave your tears: a brief farewell! That starts the way before thee.

Cor. () the gods ! With many heads butts me away.–Nay, mother, 25 Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thee Where is your ancient courage? You were us'd Where thou shalt rest, that thou may'st hear of us, To say, extremity was the trier of spirits ; And we of thee; so, if the time thrust forth That common chances common men could bear:

A cause for thy repeal, we shall not send That, when the sea was calm, all boats alike O'er the vast world, to seek a single man; Shew'd mastership in floating : fortune's blows, 30 and lose advantage, which doth ever cool When most struck home, being gentle wounded, ['the absence of the needer.

Cor. Fare ye well:A noble cunning?: you were us’d to load me Thou hast years upon thee; and thou art too full With precepts, that would make invincible Of the war's surfeits, to go rove with one The beart that conn'd them.

55 That's yet unbruis'd: bring me but out at gate. Vir. O heavens! ( heavens!

Come, my sweet wife, my dearest mother, and Cor. Nay, I prythee, womani, [Rome, My friends of noble touch“: when I am forth,

Vol. Now the red pestilence strike all trades in Bid me farewell, and smile. I pray you, come, And occupations perish!

While I remain above the ground, you shall .Cor. What, what, what!

40 Hear from me still; and never of me aught } shall be lov’d, when I am lack’d. Nay, mother, But what is like me formerly. Resume that spirit, when you were wont to say, dien. That's worthily If you had been the wife of Ilercules,

As any car can hear.-Come, let's not weep.--Six of his labours you'd have done, and sar'd If I could shake oti but one seven years Your husband so inuch sweat.—Cominius, 45 from these old arms and legs, by the good gods, Droop not; adieu!--Farewell, my wife! my mother! I'd with thee every foot. I'll do well yet. - Thou old and true Menenius, Cor. Give me thy hand :-Come. [Exeunt. Thy tears are salter than a younger man's, (ral, And venomoustothineeyes.--My sometimegene

SCENE II. I have seen thee stern, and thou hast oft beheld 50

A Street. Heart-hard'ning spectacles; tell these sad women, Enter Sicinius, and Brutus, with an Ædile. "Tis fond’ to wail inevitable strokes, [wel! Sic. Bid them all home;


gone, As 'tis to laugh at them.--My mother, you wot

no further. My hazards still have been your solace: and The nobility are vex’d, who, we see, have sided Believe 't not lightly, (though I go alone, 55 In his behalf. Like to a lonely dragon, that his ten [son Bru. Now we have shewn our power, Makes fear'd, and talk'd of more than seen) you Let us seem humbler after it is done, Will, or exceed the common, or be caught Than when it was a-doing.

Abated is dejected, subdued, depressed in spirits. ? The sense is, When fortune strikes her har lest blows, to be wounded, and yet continue calm, requires a generous policy. He calls this calmness cunning, because it is the effect of reflection and philosophy. 3 ;. e. foolish. +i. e. by artful and false tricks, and treason. First, i. e, noblest, and inost eminent of men.

6 i. e. of true inetal unallay'd: a metaphor taken from trying gold on the touchstone.

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asks Volumnia, if she be mankind. She takes mankind for a human creature, and accordingly cries mat; "Note but this fool. --Was not a man my father?”


Sic. Bid them beme:

But to confirm my curses! Could I meet 'em
Say, their great enemy

But once a-day, it would unclog my heart
Stand in their ancient strength.

Of what lies heavy to 't.
Bru. Dismiss them home. [Exit Ædile. Men. You have told them home, (with me?

Enter Volumnia, Virgilia, and Aenenius. 5 And, by my troth, you have cause.
Here comes his mother.

Vol. Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself, Sic. Let's not meet her.

And so shall starve with feeding: -Conre, let's go: Bru. Why?

Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do,

. They say she's mad.

In anger, Juno-like. Come, coine, come.
Bru. They have ta’en note of us :
10 Alen. Fie, fie, fie!

Keep on your way.
[o'the gods

Vol. O, you're well met: The hoarded plague
Requite your love!

Bettveen Rome and Antium.
Mer. Prace, peace; be not so loud. [hear ;-

Enter a Roman, and a Polce.
Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should 15 Rom. I know you well, sir, and you know me:
Nav,and you shall hear some.— Will you be gone: your name, I think, is Adrian.

[To Brutus. Vol. It is so, sir: truly, I have forgot you.
l'ir. [To Sicin.] You shall stay too: I would, Rom. I am a Roman; and my services are, as

you are, against 'em: Know you me yet? To say so to my husband.

20 l'ol, Nicanor? No. Sic. Are you mankind'?


Rom. The same, sir.
Fol. Av, fool; Is that a shame?-Note but this

Vol. You had more beard, when I last saw you; las not a man my father? Hadst thou foxship?

but your favour is well appear'd by your tongue. To banish him that struck more blows for Rome,

What's the news in Rome? I have a note from Than thou hast spoken words?

25 the Volcian state, to find you out there: You Sic. O blessed heavens !

(words ; have well saved me a day's journey, Vol. More noble blows, than ever thou wise

Rom. There hath been in Rome strange insur-
And for Rome's good. —I'll tell thee what ;-Yel rection: the people against the senators, patri-

cians, and nobles.
, but thou shalt stay too:-I would my son

301 Vol. Hath been! Is it ended then ? Our state Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him, thinks not so; they are in a most warlike prepa. His good sword in his hand.

ration, and hope to come upon them in the heat Sic. What then?

of their division.

Rom. The main blaze of it is past, but a small He'd make an end of thy posterity.

35 thing would make it flame again. For the nobles Pol. Bastards, and all.

receive so to heart the banishment of that worthy Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome! Coriolanus, that they are in a ripe aptness, to

take all power from the people, and to pluck Sic. I would he had continu'd to his country,

from them their tribunes for ever. This lies As he began; and not unknit himself

40 glowing, I can tell you, and is almost mature for The noble knot he made.

the violent breaking out. Bru. I would he had.

[rabble: Vol. Coriolanus banish'd ?
Vol. I would he had :-—'Twas you incens’d the

Rom. Banishd, sir.
, that can judge as fitly of his worth,

Vol. You will be welcome with this intelli-
As I can of those mysteries which heaven
Will not have earth to know.
45 gence, Nicanor.

Rom. The day serves well for them now.

have heard it said, The fittest time to corrupt a Vol. Now, pray, sir, get you gone:

man's wife, is when she's fallen out with her husYou have done a brave' deed. Ere you go, hearthis: band. Your noble Tullus Aufidius will appear As far as doth the Capitol exceed

50 well in these wars, his great opposer Coriolanus The meanest house in Rome; so far, my son, (This lady's husband here, this, do you see)

being now in no request of his country.

l'ol. He cannot choose. I am most fortunate, Whom you have banish’d, does exceed you all.

thus accidentally to encounter you: You have

ended my business, and I will merrily accomSic . Why stay we to be baited

|55|pany you home.

Rom. I shall, between this and supper, tell you ci, I would the gods had nothing else to do,

more strange things from Rome; all tending to

the good of their adversaries. Have you an

[Exeunt Tribunes.' larıny ready, say you ? taken perverely by the secoka. that there and mankind is used awith the doughness of a man, and, eDra Johnson here remarks, that the word mankind is used maliciously by the first speaker, and

? i, e, cunning enough.


Vir. What then?

Men. Come, come, peace.


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Bru. Well, well, we'll leave you.
With one that wants her wits?

Vol. Take my prayers with you.-

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Vol. A most royal one: the centurions, and

Re-enter the first Serving-man. their charges, distinctly billeted, already in the 1 Sero. What would you have, friend? Whence entertainment', and to be on foot at an hour's are you? Here's no place for you: Pray go to the warning.


[Exit. Rom. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, 5 Cor. I have deserv'd no better entertainment, and am the man, I think, that shall set them in In being Coriolanus. present action. So, sir, heartily well met, and

Re-enter second Servant. most glad of your company.

2 Serv. Whence are you, sir? Has the porter Vol. You take my part from me, sir; I have his

eyes in his head, that he gives entrance to such the most cause to be glad of yours.

10 companions ? ? Pray, get you out. Rom. Well, let us go together. [Exeunt.

Cor. Away!

2 Serv. Away? Get you away.

Cor. Now thou art troublesome.
Before Aufidius's House.

2 Serv. Are you so brave? I'll have you talk'd Enter Coriolanus, in meun apparel

, disguis’d and 15 with anon. muffied.

Enter a third Servant. The first meets him. Cor. A goodly city is this Antium : City,

3 Serv. What fellow's this? 'Tis I that made thy widows; many an heir

1 Serv. A strange one as ever I look'd on: I Of these fair edifices for my wars

cannot get him out o' the house: Prythee, call Have I heard groan, and drop: then know me not; 20 my master to him. Lest that thywives with spits, and boys with stones,

3 Sero. What have you to do here, fellow? Enter i Citizen. Pray you, avoid the house.

shearth. In puny battle slay me.--Save you, şir.

Cor. Let me but stand; I will not hurt your Cit. And you.

3 Sero. What are you? Cor. Direct ine, if it be your will,

25 Cor. A gentleman. Where great Aufidius lies: Is he in Antium?

3 Sero. A marvellous poor one. Cit. lle is, and feasts the nobles of the state

Cor. True, so I am. At his house this night.

3 Serv. Pray you, poor gentleman, take up Cor. Which is his house, 'beseech you?

some other station i here's no place for you; Cit. This, here, before you.

30 pray you, avoid: comę.

Cor. Follow youș function, go, Cor. Thank you, sir; farewell. [Exit Citizen.

And batten on cold bits, (Pushes him away, O, world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast

3 Sero. What, will you not? Pr’ythee, tell Sworn, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart,

my master what a strange guest he has here.

135) Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal,and exercise,

2 Sero. And I shall,


3 Serr. Where dwell'st thou? Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love

Cor. Under the canopy. Inseparable, shall within this hour,

3 Sero. 'Under the canopy? On a dissention of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: So, fellest foes,

Cor, Ay.

(sleep) Whose pa:sions and whose plots have broke their 40

3 Serr. Where's that? To take the one the other, by some chance,

Cor. I' the city of kites and crows. Sometrick notworth an egg, shallgrowdear friends,

3 Serr. l' the city of kites and crows ?-What And interjoin their issues. So with me: an ass it is !-Then thou dwell'st with daws too? My birth-place hate, and my love's upon

Cor. No, I serve not thy master.


145 This enemy town.-P'll enter: if he slay me,

3 Sero. How,sir! Do you meddle with my masHe does fair justice; if he give me way,

Cor. Ay; 'tis an honester service, than to medP'll do his country service.


dle with thy mistress;

Thou prat’st,and prat'st; serve with thy trencher, SCENE V.


[Beats him arvay. A Hall in Aufidius's House, 150 Enter Aufidius, uith the second Serving-man. Music plays. Enter a Serring-man.

Auf. Where is this fellow? I Serv. Wine, wine, wine! What service is 2 Sert. Here, sir ; I'd have beaten him like a here! I think our fellows are asleep. [Exịt. dog, but for disturbing the lords within. Enter another Serving-man.

Auf. Whence comest thou? what wouldest 2 Ser. Where's Cotus? my master calls for 55 thou? Thy name?

[Exit Why speak'st not: Speak, man; What's thy name? Enter Coriolanus.

Cor. If, Tullus, Cor, A goodly house: The feast smells well : Not yet thou know'st me, and seeing me, dost not but I

Think me for the man I am, necessity Appear not like a guest.

60 Commands me name myself. That is, though not actually encamped, yet already in pay.--To entertain an army is to take thein into pay. * Companion was formerly used in the same sense as we now use the word fellow.


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Anf. What is thy name?

Sigh'd truer breath; but that I see thee here,
Cor. A name unmusical to the Volces' ears, Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart,
And harsh in sound to thine.

Than when I first my wedded mistress saw
Auf. Say, what's thy name?

Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars! I tell
Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face

Bears a command m't: though thy tackie's torn, We have a power on foot; and I had purpose
Thou shew'st a noble vessel: What's thy name? Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn,
Cor. Prepare thy brow to frown: Know'st thou Or lose mine arm for 't: Thou hast beat me out
Auf. I know thee not :-Thy name? (me yet? Twelve several times, and I have nightly since
Cor. My name is Caius Marcius,who hath done 10 Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me;
To thee particularly, and to all the Volces, We have been down together in my sleep,
Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's throat,
My surname, Coriolanus; The painful service, And wak'd half dead with nothing. Worthy
The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood

Shed for my thankless country, are requited 15 Had we no quarrel else to Rome, but that
But with that surname; a good memory', Thou art thence banish’d, we would muster all
And witness of the malice and displeasure [mains : From twelve to seventy; and, pouring war
Which tbou shouldst bear me, only that name re-

Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome,
The cruelty and envy of the people,

Like a bold tlood o'er-beat. O, come, go in.
Permitted by our dastard nobles, who 20 And take our friendly senators by the hands;
Have all forsook me, hath devour'd the rest; Who now are here, taking their leaves of me,
And sutler'd me by the voice of slaves to be Who am prepar'd against your territories,
Whoop'd out Rome. Now, this extremity Though not for Rome itself.
Hath brought me to thy hearth : Not out of hope,

Cor. You bless me, gods !

[have Mistake me not, to save my life; for if

251 Auf. Therefore, most absolute sir, if thou wilt
I had fear'd death, of all the men i' the world The leading of thine own revenges, take
I would have 'voided thee: but in mere spite, The one half of my commission, and set down,
To be full quit of those my banishers,

Is best thou art experienc'd, since thou know'st
Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast Thy country's strength and weakness,—thine own
A heart of wreak in thee, that wilt revenge

30 Thine own particular wrongs, and stop those maims Whether to knock against the gates of Romer Of shame - seen through thy country, speed thee Or rudely visit them in parts remote, straight,

To fright them, ere destroy. But come in: And mahe my misery serve thy turn; so use it, Let me commend thee first to those, that shall That my revengeful services may prove

35 Say, yea, to thy desires. A thousand welcomes! As benefits to thee; for I will fight

and more a friend than e'er an enemy; Against my canker'd country with the spleen

Yet, Marcius, that was much. Your hand: Most
Of all the under fiends. But if so be


[Exeunt. Thou dar’st not this, and that to prove more for

1 Serv. Here's a strange alteration ! Thou art tir’d, then, in a word, I also am 1401 2 Serv. By my hand, I had thought to have Longer to live most weary, and present

strucken him with a cudgel; and yet my mind My throat to thee, and to thy ancient malice: Which not to cut would shew thee but a fool;

gave me, his clothes made a false report of him.

| Serv. What an arm he has ! He turn'd me Since I have ever 'follow'd thee with hate,

about with his finger and his thumb, as one would Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breast, 45 set up a top; And cannot live but to thy shame, unless

2 Serp. Nay, I knew by his face that there was It be to do thee service.

something in him: He had, sir, a kind of face, Auf. O Marcius, Marcius, Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my

[heart linethought,- I cannot tell how to term it.

1 Serv. He had so; looking, as it were,A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter

(say, 50 Would I were hang’d, but I thought there was Should from yon cloud speak divine things, and

nore in him than I could think. 'Tis true ; I'd not believe them more than thee,

2 Serv. So did I, I'll be sworn: He is simply All-noble Marcius.--Let me twine

the rarest man i' the world. Mine arins about that body, where against

| Serv. I think he is : but a greater soldier My grained ash an hundred' times hath broke, 55than he, you wot one. And scared the moon with splinters! Here I clip

2 Serv. Who? my master? The anvil of niy sword; and do contest

1 Sero. Nay, it's no matter for that. As hotly and as nobly with thy love,

2 Serv. Worth six of him, As ever in ambitious strength I did

1 Serv. Nay, not so neither: but I take him to Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, 160 be the greater soldier.

2 Serv. "Faith, look you, one cannot tell how Memory for memoriul. ! i. e. resentment or revenge.

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to say that: for the defence of a town, our gene peace, as far as day does night; it's sprightly, sal is excellent.

waking, audible, and full of vent". Peace is a 1 Sero. Ay, and for an assault too.

very apoplexy, lethargy; mulld', deaf, sleepy, Enter a third Servant.

insensible; a getter of more bastard children, 3 Sero. O, slaves, I can tell you news; news, 5 than war's a destroyer of men.

2 Sert'. 'Tis so; and as war, in some sort, may Both. What, what, what? let's partake. be said to be a ravisher; so it cannot be denied, 3 Sero. I would not be a Roman, of all nations, but peace is a great maker of cuckolds. I had as lieve be a condemn'd man.

i Sert. Ay, and it makes men hate one anoBoth. Wherefore? wherefore?

10 ther. 3 Sero. Why, here's he that was wont to thwack 3 Sert. Reason; because they then less need our general;Caius Marcius.

one another. The wars, for my money. I hope 1 Serv. Why do you say, thwack our general: to see Romans as cheap as Volces. They are

3 Serr. I do not say, thwack our general; but rising, they are rising. he was always good enough for him.

151 All. In, in, in, in. 2 Serv. Come, we are tellows, and friends: he was ever too hard for hiin; I have heard him say

SCENE VI. so himself. 1. Sert. He was too hard for him directly, to

A public Place in Rome. say the truth on 't: before Corioli, he scotch'd 20

Enter Sicinius, und Brutus. hiin and notch'd him like a carbonado.

Sic. We hear not of him, neither need we fear 2 Sero. An he had been cannibally given, he

him; might have broil'd and eaten him too.

Ilis remedies are tames in the present peace 1 Sert. But, more of thy news?

And quietness o' the people, which before 3 Sero. Why, he is so made on here within, as 25 Were in wild hurry. Here do we make his friends if he were son and heir to Mars: set at upper end Blush, that the world goes well; who rather had, o'the table: no question ask'd him by any of the Though they themselves did sutter by't, behold senators, but they stand bald before him : Our ge Dissentious numbers pestering streets, than see neral himself makes a mistress of him; sanctiñes Our tradesmen singing in their shops, and going himself with's hand',and turns up the white o' the 30 About their functions friendly. eye to his discourse. But the bottom of the news is, our general is cut i' the middle, and but one

Enter Menenius. half of what he was yesterday: for the other has

Bru. We stood to't in good time. Is this Mehalf, by the intreaty and grant of the whole table.

nenius? He will go, he says, and sowle? the porter of 35

Sic. 'Tis he, 'tis he: 0, he is grown most kind Rome gates by the ears: He will mow down all

Of late.-Hail, sir! before him, and leave his passage poll'd'.

Men. Hail to you both! 2 Serv. And he's as like to do't, as any man I

Sic. Your Coriolanus is not much miss'd, can imagine.

But with his friends: the common-wealth doth 3 Serv. Do't? he will do't: For, look you, sir, 40

stand; he has as many friends as enemies; which friends,

And so would do, were he more angry at it. sir, (as it were) durst not look you, sir,) sheu

Mlen. All's well; and might have been much themselves (as we term it) his friends, whilst be's

Ile could have temporiz'd.

(better, if in directitude.

Sic. Where iş he, hear you? 1 Sero. Directitude! What's that?

Men. Nay, I hear nothing; his mother and his 3 Serv. But when they shall see, sir, his crest

Hear nothing from him. up again, and the man in blood, they will out of

Enter three or four Citizens. their burrows, like conies after rain, and revel all All. The gods preserve you both! with him.

Sic. Good-e'en, our neighbours. 1 Sery. But when goes this forward ?

50 Bru. Good-e'en to you all, good-e'en to you all! 3 Serv. To-morrow ; to-day; presently. You 1 Cit. Ourselves, our wives, and children, on shall have the drum struck up this afternoon: 'tis, Are bound to pray for you both.

[our knees, as it were, a parcel of their feast, and to be exe Sic. Live, and thrive!

[riolanus euted ere they wipe their lips.

Bru. Farewell, kind neighbours; We wish'd Com 2 Sero. Why, then we shall have a stirring 55 Had lov'd you as we did. world again. This peace is nothing, but to rusi All. Now the gods keep you! iron, increase tailors, and breed ballad-makers. Both Tri. Farewell, farewell. 1 Serr. Let me have war, say 1; it exceeds!

[Ercunt Citizens · Alluding, improperly, to the act of crossing upon any strange event. · That is, drag him dowu by the ears into the dirt.-The word is derived from sow, i. e. to take hold of a person by the ears, as a dog seizes one of these animals. ? That is, bared, cleared. * i. e. full of rumour, full of materials for discourse. i. e. soften'd and dispirited, as wine is when burnt and sweeten'd.

i. e. inet. Jectual in times of

like these.





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