Sic. They fay fhe's mad. Bru. They have ta'en note of us : Keep on your way. [o'the gods Val. O, you're well met: The hoarded plague Requite your love! Men. Peace, peace; be not fo loud. [hear;— Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should Nay, and you shall hear fome.-Will you be gone? [To Brutus. Vir. [To Sicin.] You shall stay too: I would, I had the power To fay fo to my husband. Sic. Are you mankind? {fool. Rom. I know you well, fir, and you know me: your name, I think, is Adrian. Vol. It is fo, fir: truly, I have forgot you. Rom. I am a Roman; and my fervices are, as you are, against 'em: Know you me yet? Vol. Nicanor? No. Rom. The fame, fir. Vol. You had more beard, when I laft faw you; but your favour is well appear'd by your tongue. What's the news in Rome? I have a note from the Volcian state, to find you out there: You have well faved me a day's journey. Rom. There hath been in Rome ftrange infurrection: the people against the fenators, patricians, and nobles. Vol. Hath been! Is it ended then? Our state thinks not fo; they are in a moft warlike prepa ration, and hope to come upon them in the heat of their divifion. Rum. The main blaze of it is paft, but a fmalk thing would make it flame again. For the nobles receive fo 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 You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear this: band. Your noble Tullus Aufidius will appear As far as doth the Capitol exceed The meaneft houfe in Rome; fo far, my fun, Vel. Take my prayers with you.-- well in thefe wars, his great oppofer Coriolanus being now in no request of his country. Vol. He cannot choose. I am most fortunate, thus accidentally to encounter you: You have ended my bufinets, and I will merrily accompany you home. Rom. I fhall, between this and fupper, tell you moft itrange things from Rome; all tending to the good of their adverfaries. Have you an army [Exeunt Tribunes.] ready, fay you ? 1 Dr. Johnfon here remarks, that the word mankind is ufed maliciously by the firft fpeaker, and taken perverfely by the fecond. A mankind woman is a woman with the roughness of a man, and, in an aggravated fenfe, a woman ferocious, violent, and eager to fhed blood. In this fenfe Sicinius alks Volumnia, if the be mankind. She takes mankind for a human creature, and accordingly cries out: • Note but this fool. - Was not a man my father?” 2 i. c. cunning enough. 3 A Vol. Vol. A moft royal one: the centurions, and their charges, diftinctly billetted, already in 'the entertainment, and to be on foot at an hour's warning. Rom. I am joyful to hear of their readinefs, and am the man, I think, that fhall fet them in prefent action. So, fir, heartily well met, and moft glad of your company. Vol. You take my part from me, fir; I have the most caufe to be glad of yours. Rom. Well, let us go together. SCENE IV. Antium. Before Aufidius's Houfe. [Exeunt. Cor. Away! 2 Serv. Away? Get you away. 2 Serv. Are you fo brave? I'll have you talk' with anon. Enter a third Servant. The first meets him. 3 Serv. What fellow's this? i Serv. A ftrange one as ever I look'd on: I cannot get him out o' the house: Pr'ythee, cail my mafter to him. Pray you, avoid the houfe. 3 Serv. What have you to do here, fellow? [bearth. Cor. Let me but ftand; I will not hurt your 3 Serv. What are you? Cor. A gentleman. 3 Serv. A marvellous poor one. Cor. True, fo I am. 3 Serv. Pray you, poor gentleman, take up fome other ftation: here's no place for you; pray you, avoid come. And batten on cold bits. [Pushes him away. 3 Serv. What, will you not? Pr'ythee, tell my mafter what a strange gueft he has here. 2 Serv. And I fhall. 3 Serv. Where dwell'st thou ? Cor. Under the canopy. 3 Serv. Under the canopy? Cor. Ay. 3 Serv. Where's that? Cor. I the city of kites and crows. [Exit. an afs it is !--Then thou dwell'ft with daws too? 3 Serv. I' the city of kites and crows -What Cor. No, I ferve not thy mafter. 3 Serv, How, fir! Do you meddle with my mfter? Gor. Ay; 'tis an honefter fervice, than to meddig with thy mistress: [Exit. Thou prat ft, and prat'ft; ferve with thy trencher, [Beats bim away 1 Serv. Wine, wine, wine! What fervice is here! I think our fellows are asleep. Enter anather Serving-man. hence! Enter Aufidius, with the second Serving-man. Auf. Where is this fellow? 2 Ser. Here, fir; I'd have beaten him like a [Exit. dog, but for disturbing the lords within. 2 Ser. Where's Cotus? my mafter calls for him. Cotus! Enter Coriolanus. [Exit. duf. Whence comest thou? what wouldeft thou? Thy name? Why fpeak'st not? Speak, man: What's thy name? Not yet thou know'ft me, and seeing me, doft not 1 That is, though not actually encamped, yet already in pay. To entertain an army is to take 2 Companion was formerly ufcd in the fame fenfe as we now ufe the word them into pay. Fellow. Auf. Auf. What is thy name? Cor. A name unmufical to the Volces' ears, And harth in found to thine. Auf. Say, what's thy name? Thou haft a grim appearance, and thy face I had fear'd death, of all the men i' the world And make my mifery ferve thy turn; fo ufe it, Thou dar'ft not this, and that to prove more fortunes Auf. O Marcius, Marcius, [heart Each word thou haft spoke hath weeded from my Should from yon cloud speak divine things, and fay, And scarr'd the moon with splinters! Here I clip Know thou first, I lov'd the maid I marry'd; never man Sigh'd truer breath; but that I fee thee here, We have a power on foot; and I had purpose Had we no quarrel elfe to Rome, but that Cor. You blefs me, gods! [have Auf. Therefore, moft abfolute fir, if thou wilt ways: Whether to knock against the gates of Romo, Your hand: Moft [Exeunt. 1 Serv. Here's a ftrange alteration! 2 Serv. By my hand, I had thought to have ftrucken him with a cudgel; and yet my mind gave me, his clothes made a falfe report of him. I Serv. What an arm he has! He turn'd me about with his finger and his thumb, as one would fet up a top. 2 Serv. Nay, I knew by his face that there was fomething in him: He had, fir, a kind of face, methought,-I cannot tell how to term it. I Serv. He had fo; looking, as it were,'Would I were hang'd, but I thought there was more in him than I could think. 2 Serv. So did I, I'll be fworn: He is fimply the rareft man i'the world. I Serv. I think he is: but a greater foldier than he, you wot one. 2 Serv. Who? my master? I Serv. Nay, it's no matter for that. 2 Serv. Worth fix of him. 1 Serv. Nay, not fo neither: but I take him to be the greater foldier. 2 Serv. 'Faith, look you, one cannot tell how 3 i. c. difgraceful diminutions of to 1 to fay that for the defence of a town, our gene-peace, as far as day does night; it's fprightly, ral is excellent. 1 Serv. Ay, and for an affault too. Enter a third Servant. waking, audible, and full of vent 4. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy; mull'd 5, deaf, fleepy, infenfible; a getter of more baftard children, than 3 Serv. O, flaves, I can tell you news; news, war's a destroyer of men. you rafcals. Both. What, what, what let's partake. 3 Serv. I would not be a Roman, of all nations, I had as lieve be a condemn'd man. 2 Serv. "Tis fo; and as war, in fome fort, may be faid to be a ravifher; fo it cannot be denied, but peace is a great maker of cuckolds. 1 Serv. Ay, and it makes men hate one another. 3 Serv. Why, here's he that was wont to thwack | 3 Serv. Reafon; because they then lefs need our general, Caius Marcius. one another. The wars, for my money. I hope to fee Romans as cheap as Voices.They are rifing, they are rifing. 1 Serv. Why do you fay, thwack our general? 3 Serv. I do not fay, thwack our general; but he was always good enough for him. 2 Serv. Come, we are fellows, and friends: he was ever too hard for him; I have heard him fay fo himself. 1 Serv. He was too hard for him directly, to fay the troth on't: before Corioli, he fcotch'd him and notch'd him like a carbonado. 2 Serv. An he had been cannibally given, he might have broil'd and eaten him too. 1 Serv. But, more of thy news? 3 Serv. Why, he is made on here within, as if he were fon and he to Mars: fet at upper end o' the table: no queftion afk'd him by any of the fenators, but they stand bald before him: Our general himself makes a mittrefs of him; fanctifies himself with's hand, and turns up the white o' the eye to his difcourfe. But the bottom of the news is, our general is cut i' the middle, and but one half of what he was yesterday: for the other has half, by the intreaty and grant of the whole table. He will go, he fays, and fowle 2 the porter of Rome gates by the ears: He will mow down all before him, and leave his paffage poll'd 3. 2 Se v. And he's as like to do't, as any man I can imagine. 3 Serv. Do't? he will do't: For, look you, fir, he has as many friends as enemies; which friends, fir, (as it were) durit not (look you, fir) fhew themselves (as we term it) his friends, whiift he's in directitude. 1 Serv. Directitude! What's that? 3 Serv. But when they fhall fee, fir, his creft up again, and the man in blood, they will out of their burrows, like conies after rain, and revel all with him. 1 Serv. But when goes this forward? 3 Serv To-morrow; to-day; prefently. You fhall have the drum ftruck up this afternoon: 'ti, as it were, a parcel of their feaft, and to be executed ere they wipe their lips. 2 Serv. Why, then we shall have a flirring world again. This peace is nothing, but to ruit. iron, encrease tailors, and breed ballad makers. 1 Serv. Let me have war, fay I; it exceeds Sic. 'Tis he, 'tis he: O, he is grown moft kand Of late. Hail, fir! Men. Hail to you both! Sic. Your Coriolanus is not much mis'd, But with his friends: the common-wealth doth stand; And fo would do, were he more angry at it. Men. All's well; and might have been much He could have temporiz’d. [better, if [wife Sic. Where is he, hear you? Men. Nay, I hear nothing; his mother and his Hear nothing from him. Enter three or four Citizens. All. The gods preferve you both! Sic. Good-c'en, our neighbours. Bru. Good-e'en to you all, good-e'en to you all. 1 Ct. Ourfelves, our wives, and children, on Are bound to pray for you both. [our knees, Sic. Live, and thrive! [riolanus Bru. Farewel, kind neighbours: We with'd CoHad lov'd you as we did. All. Now the gods keep you! 1 Alluding, improperly, to the act of creffing upon any frange event. by the ears into the dirt. The word is derived from sow, i. c. to take cars, as a dog feizes one of thefe animals. 3 That is, bared, cleared. of materials for difcourfe. 5 i. e. fotten'e and difpirited, as wine is i. c. ineffectual in times of peace like thele. [Excunt Citizens. 2 That is, drag him down hold of a perfon by the 4 i. e. full of raser, full when burnt and sweeten'd. Sic. 'Tis this flave; The young'ft and oldeft thing. Sic. This is most likely ! Bru. Rais'd only, that the weaker fort may wish Sic. The very trick on't. He and Aufidius can no more atone 3, Enter another Meffenger. Mef. You are fent for to the fenate : Upon our territories; and have already Enter Cominius. Com. O, you have made good work! [news? Men. Pray now, the news ?- He is their god; he leads them like a thing Than boys pursuing fummer batter-flies, Men. You have made good work, You, and your apron-men; you that stood fo much The breath of garlick-eaters $ ! 4 Com. He'll thake your Rome about your ears. You have made fair work! Bru. But is this true, fir? Com. Ay; and you'll look pale Before you find it other. All the regions Go whip him 'fore the people's eyes :-his raifing! Are mock'd for valiant ignorance, Nothing but his report! M. Yes, worthy fir, The flave's report is feconded; and more, Sic. What more fearful? Mf. It is fpoke freely out of many mouths, And perifh conftant fools. Who is't can blame him? The noble man have mercy. Com. Who fhall afk it? The tribunes cannot do't for fhame; the people 2 i. e. talk. 3 Dr. Johnfon re That is, without affeffors; without any other fuffrage. marks, that to atone, in the active fenfe, is to reconcile, and is so used by our author. To atone here To atone is to unite. 4 Occupation is here used for is, in the neutral fenfe, to come to reconciliation. 5 To fmell of garlick was once fuch a brand of vulmechanicks, men occupied in daily butinefs. a food forbidden to an ancient order of Spanish knights, mentioned by garity, that garlick was Guevara. It appears alfo, that garlick was once much used in England, and afterwards as much out of fafnion. Hence, perhaps, the cant denomination Pil-garlick for a deferted fellow, a perfon 6 Alluding to the apples of the Hefperides. left to fuffer without friends to affift him. revolt failingly, is to revolt with figns of pleasure, or with marks of contempt. 7 To As |