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As most abated captives, to fome nation
[Exeunt Coriolanus, Coininius, and others.
[The People fout, and throw up their caps. #d. The people's enemy is gone,
is All. Our enemy is banished; he is gone ! hoo!
cili. Come, come; let's see him out at the gates; The gous preserve our noble tribunes !-come.
SCENI, before the Gates of Rome.
Ester CORIOLANUS, VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, MENE
NIUS, COMIN!US, with the young Nobility of
COME, leave your tears: a brief farewel: the
beait With many heads butts me away. Nay, mother, Where is
ancient courage you were used To say, extremity was the trier of spirits; That common chances common men could bear; That, when the sea was calm, all boats alike Shewed maltership in floating. Fortune's blows,
When most truck home, being gently warded, craves
Vir. Oh heavens! Oh heavens !
Vol. Now the red pestilence strike all trades in And occupations perifh.
[Rome, Gor. What! what! what! I shall be loved when I am lacked. Nay, mother, Resume that fpirit, when you were wont to say, If you
had been the wife of Hercules
Vol. My first fon,
Cor. O the gods !
Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thee Where thou shalt rest, that thou mayest hear of us,
And we of thee. So, if the time thruft forth
well: Thou'st years upon thee, and thou art too fulf Of the war's furfeits,
go rove with une That's yet unbruised; bring me but out at gate. Come, my sweet wife, my dearest mother, and My friends of noble touch: when I am forth, Bid me farewel, and finile, I pray you, come. While I reinain above the ground, you shall Hear from me ftill, and never of me ought But what is like me formerly.
Men. That's worthily As any ear can hear. Come, let's not weep. If I could shake off but one seven years From these old arms and legs, by the good gods, I'd with thee
foot. Cor. Give me thy hand.
[Exeunt. Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS, with the Ædile. Sic. Bid them all home, he's gone; and we'll no
further. Vexed are the nobles, who, we fee, have fided In his behalf.
Bru. Now we have shewn our power,
Sic. Bid them hoine;
Bru. Dismiss them home.
Enter VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, and MENENIUS.
way. Vol. Oh, y'are well met: The hoarded plague o'tli gods requite your love !
Men. Peace, peace; be not so loud. Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should hear-Nay, and you shall hear fome-Will you be gone?
Vir. You thall stay too:--) would I had the power' To say so to my
husband. Sic. Are you man-kind?
Vol. Ay, fool: is that a shame? note but this fool. Was not a man my father? hadft thou foxship To banish him that struck more blows for Rome, Than thou hast spoken words
Sic. Oh blessed heavens!
Vol. More noble blows than ever thou wise words,
Sic. What then ?
sterity. Vol. Bastards, and all. Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome!!
Men. Come, come, peace.
Sic. I would he had continued to his country
Brit. I would he had.
Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth,
Bru. Pray let us go.
Vol. Now, pray, Sir, get you gone. You've done a brave deed. Ere you go hear this As far as doth the capitol exceed The meanest house in Rome; so far my son, This Lady's husband here, this, (do you fee) Whom you have banished, does exceed you all..
Brz. Well, well, we'll leave you.
Sic. Why stay you to be baited
Vol. Take my prayers with you.
Men. You've told them home,
Vol. Anger's my meat, I fup upon myself, And so shall starve with feeding: come, let's go, Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do, In anger, Juno-like : come, come, fy, fy![Exeunt.
Scene changes to Antium.
Enter a Roman and a Volscian. Rom. I know you well, Sir, and you know me: your name, I think, is Adrian.
Vol. It is fo, Sir: truly I have forgot you.
Rom. I am a Roman, but my services are as you are, against 'em. Know you me yet?
Vol. Nicanor? no. Rom. The same, Sir. i Vol. You had more board when I last saw you,