As moft abated captives, to fome nation [Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, and others. [The People fhout, and throw up their caps. Ed. The people's enemy is gone, is gone! All. Our enemy is banished; he is gone! hoo! hoo! Sic. Go fee him out at gates, and follow him As he hath followed you; with all defpight Give him deferved vexation. Let a guard Attend us through the city. All. Come, come; let's fee him out at the gates; come. The gods preferve our noble tribunes! -come. [Exeunt. ACT IV. SCENE, before the Gates of Rome.. Enter CORIOLANUS, VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, MENENIUS, COMINIUS, with the young Nobility of Rome. CORIOLANU S. COME, leave your tears: a brief farewel: the beat With many heads butts me away. Nay, mother, When most truck home, being gently warded, craves Vir. Oh heavens! Oh heavens ! Cor. Nay, pr'ythee, woman Vol. Now the red peftilence ftrike all trades in And occupations perish. Cor. What! what! what! [Rome, I fhall be loved when I am lacked. Nay, mother, Six of his labours you'd have done, and faved Droop not; adieu: farewel, my wife! my mother! As 'tis to laugh at 'em. Mother you wot, Like to a lonely dragon, that his fen Makes feared, talked of more than feen :) your fon Will or exceed the common, or be caught With cautelous baits and practice. Vol. My first fon, Where will you go? take good Cominius With thee a while; determine on fome course, More than a wild exposure to each chance That starts i' th' way before the. Cor. O the gods! Com. I'll follow thee a month, devife with thee Where thou shalt reft, that thou mayest hear of us, And we of thee. So, if the time thruft forth Cor. Fare ye well: Thou'ft years upon thee, and thou art too fulf Men. That's worthily As any ear can hear. Come, let's not weep. From these old arms and legs, by the good gods, Cor. Give me thy hand. [Exeunt. Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUs, with the Edile. Sic. Bid them all home, he's gone; and we'll no Vexed are the nobles, who, we fee, have fided Bru. Now we have fhewn our power, Let us feem humbler after it is done, Sic. Bid them home; Say, their great enemy is gone, and they Bru. Difmifs them home. Here comes his mother. Enter VOLUMNJA, VIRGILIA, and MENENIUS. Sic. Let's not meet her. Bru. Why? Sic. They fay fhe's mad. Bru. They have ta'en note of us: keep on your way. Vol. Oh, y'are well met: The hoarded plague o' th' gods requite your love! Men. Peace, peace; be not fo loud. Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should hear-Nay, and you fhall hear fome-Will you be gone? Vir. You fhall ftay too:--I would I had the powerf To fay fo 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 ftruck more blows for Rome, Than thou haft spoken words Sic. Oh bleffed heavens! Vol. More noble blows than ever thou wise words, And for Rome's good--I'll tell thee what--yet go... Nay, but thou fhalt stay too---I would, my fon Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him, His good fword in his hand. Sic. What then? Vir. What then? he'd make an end of thy po fterity. Vol. Baftards, 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 As he began, and not unknit himself The noble knot he made. Bru. I would he had. Vol. I would he had!'twas you incenfed the rabble: Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth, Bru. Fray let us go. Vol. Now, pray, Sir, get you gone. The meaneft houfe in Rome; fo far my fon, Sic. Why ftay you to be baited [Exc. Tribunes. I wish the gods had nothing elfe to do, Men. You've told them home, ? And, by my troth, have caufe: you'll fup with me SCENE changes to Antium. Enter a Roman and a Volfcran. 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 fervices are as you are, against 'em. Know you me yet? Vol. Nicanor? no. Rom. The fame, Sir. Vol. You had more beard when I last faw you, |