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By Caius Marcius Coriolanus; whom
We meet here, both to thank, and to remember
With honours like himself.

i Sen. Speak, good Cominius :
Leave nothing out for length; and make us think,
Rather our state's defective for requital,
Than we to stretch it out.-Masters o'the people,
We do request your kindest ear; and, after,
Your loving motion toward the common body,
To yield what passes here.

Sic. We are convented
Upon a pleasing treaty; and have hearts

Inclinable to honour and advance
The theme of our assembly.

Bru. Which the rather
We shall be blest to do, if he remember
A kinder value of the people, than
He hath hereto priz'd them at.

Men. That's off, that's off;
I would you rather had been silent: Please you
To hear Cominius speak ?
Bru. Most willingly :

But yet my caution was more pertinent,
Than the rebuke you give it.

Men. He loves your people;
But tie him not to be their bed-fellow.
Worthy Cominius, speak.-Nay, keep your place.

[CORIOLANUS rises, and offers to go away,
i Sen. Sit, Coriolanus; never shame to hear
What you have nobly done.


Cor. Your honours' pardon ;
I had rather have my wounds to heal again,
Than hear say how I got them.

370 Bru. Sir, I hope, My words disbench'd you not ?

Cor. No, sir : yet oft, When blows have made me stay, I fled from words. You sooth'd not, therefore hurt not : But, your

I love them as they weigh.

Men. Pray now, sit down.
Cor. I had rather have one scratch my head i' the

When the alarum were struck, than idly sit
To hear my nothings monster'd. [Exit Cor.
Men. Masters o'the people,

381 Your nultiplying spawn how can he flatter (That's thousand to one good one), when you now

see, He had rather venture all his limbs for honour, Than one of his ears to hear it?-Proceed, Comi

nius. Com. I shall lack voice : the deeds of Coriolanus Should not be utter'd feebly.--It is held, That valour is the chiefest virtue, and Most dignifies the haver: if it be, The man I speak of cannot in the world

390 Be singly counterpois'd. At sixteen years, When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought Beyond the mark of others : our then dictator,


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Whom with all praise I point at, saw him fight,
When with his Amazonian chin he drove
The bristled lips before him : he bestrid
An o'er-prest Roman, and i' the consul's view
Slew three opposers ; Tarquin's self he met,
And struck him on his knee: in that day's feats,
When he might act the woman in the scene, 400
He prov'd best man i' the field, and for his meed
Was brow-bound with the oak. His pupil age
Man-enter'd thus, he waxed like a sea ;
And, in the brunt of seventeen battles since,
He lurch'd all swords o' the garland. For this last,
Before and in Corioli, let me say,
I cannot speak him home : He-stopt the fiers;
And, by his rare example, made the coward
Turn terror into sport: as waves before
A vessel under sail, so men obey'd,

And fell below his stem : his sword (death's stamp)
Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot
He was a thing of blood, whose every motion
Was tim’d with dying cries : alone he enter'd
The mortal gate o' the city, which he painted
With shunless destiny ; aidless came off,
And with a sudden re-inforcement struck
Corioli, like a planet : Now all's his :
When by and bye the din of war 'gan pierce
His ready sense : then straight his doubled spirit 420
Re-quicken'd what in flesh was fatigate,
And to the battle came he; where he did
Run reeking o'er the lives of men, as if


'Twere a perpetual spoil : and, 'till we callid
Both field and city ours, he never stood
To ease his breast with panting.

Men. Worthy man!

i Sen. He cannot but with measure fit the honours Which we devise him. Com. Our spoils he kick'd at ;

430 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 his time, to end it.

Men. He's right noble ; Let him be call'd for.

i Sen. Call Coriolanus. Off. He doth appear.



Men. The senate, Coriolanus, are well pleas'd To make thee consul.

Cor. I do owe them still My life, and services.

Men. It then remains, That you

do speak to the people. Cor. I do beseech you, Let me o'er-leap that custom ; for I cannot Put on the gown, stand naked, and entreat them, For my wounds' sake, to give their suffrage : please

you, That I may pass this doing.


Sic. Sir, the people
Must have their voices; neither will they bate
One jot of ceremony.

Men. Put them not to't :
Pray you, go fit you to the custom; and
Take to you, as your predecessors have,
Your honour with your form.

Cor. It is a part
That I shall blush in acting, and might well
Be taken from the people.

Bru. Mark you that ?

Cor. To brag unto them-Thus I did, and thus ! Shew 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! 470

[Flourish Cornets. Then Exeunt.



Bru. You see how he intends to use the people.
Sic. May they perceive his intent! He will require

As if he did contemn what he requested
Sbould be in them to give.
Bru. Come, we'll inform them


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