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Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot
The mortal gate o’the city, which he painted
Our spoils he kick'd at; And look'd upon things precious, as they were The common muck o' the world: he covets less Than misery itself would give; rewards His deeds with doing them; and is content To spend the time, to end it. Men.
He's right noble;
Call for Coriolanus.
Re-enter Coriolanus. Men. The senate, Coriolanus, are well pleas'd To make thee consul.
I do owe them still.
It then remains,
I do beseech you,
Sir, the people
Put them not to't:-
It is a part
Mark you that? : Cor. To brag unto them, -Thus I did, and
thus; Show them the unaching scars which I should hide, As if I had receiv’d them for the hire Of their breath only:· Men.
Do not stand upon't.We recommend to you, tribunes of the people, Our purpose to them;--and to our noble consul Wish we all joy and honour. Sen. To Coriolanus come all joy and honour!
[Flourish. Then Exeunt Senators.
Bru. You see how he intends to use the people.
Come, we'll inform them
Enter several Citizens. i Cit. Once, if he do require our voices, we ought not to deny him.
2 Cit. We may, sir, if we will.
3 Cit. We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is a power that we have no power to do: for if he show us his wounds, and tell us his deeds, we are to put our tongues into those wounds, and speak for them; so, if he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous: and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude; of the which, we being members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous members.
i Cit. And to make us no better thought of, a little help will serve: for once, when we stood up about the corn, he himself stuck not to call usthe many-headed multitude.
3 Cit. We have been callid so of many; not that our heads are some brown, some black, some auburn, some bald, but that our wits are so diversly colour’d: and truly I think, if all our wits were to issue out of one skull, they would fly east, west, north, south; and their consent of one direct way should be at once to all the points o' the compass.
2 Cit. Think you so? Which way, do you judge, my wit would fly?
3 Cit. Nay, your wit will not so soon out as another man's will, 'tis strongly wedg'd up in a block-head: but if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, southward.
2 Cit. Why that way? · 3 Cit. To lose itself in a fog; where being three parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would return for conscience sake, to help to get thee a wife.
2 Cit. You are never without your tricks:You may, you may. :: 3 Cit. Are you all resolved to give your voices ? Bụt that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I say, if he would incline to the people, there was never a worthier man.
Enter Coriolanus and Menenius. Here he comes, and in the gown of humility; mark his behaviour. We are not to stay all together, but to come by him where he stands, by ones, by twos, and by threes. He's to make his requests by particulars; wherein every one of us has a single honour, in giving him our own voices with our own tongues: therefore follow me, and I'll direct you how you shall go by him. All. Content, content.
[Ereunt. Men. O sir, you are not right: have you not
known The worthiest men have done't? Cor.
What must I say?-
O me, the gods! You must not speak of that; you must desire them To think upon you.
Cor. . Think upon me? Hang 'em! I would they would forget me, like the virtues Which our divines lose by them. Men.
You'll mar all; I'll leave you: Pray you, speak to them, I pray you, In wholesome manner.
Enter two Citizens.
Bid them wash their faces, And keep their teeth clean.-So, here comes a
brace. You know the cause, sir, of my standing here. i Cit. We do, sir; tell us what hath brought you
to't. Cor. Mine own desert.