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Auf. What is thy name?
Sigh'd truer breath ; but that I see thee here, Cor. A name unmusical to the Volçes' ears, Thou noble thing ! more dances my rapt heart, And harsh in found to thine.
Than when I firit my wedded mistress faw Auf. Say, what's thy name?
Beltride my threshold. Why, thou Mars ! I tell Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face
thee, Bears a command in 't: though thy tackle's torn, We have a power on foot; and I had purpose Thou shew'st a noble vessel : What's thy name? Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn,
Cor. Prepare thy brow to frown : Know'st thou Or lose mine arm fort : Thou haft beat me out Auf. I know thee not :--Thy name ? (me yet? Twelve several times, and I have nightly fince
Cor. My name is Caius Marcius, who hach done Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me ; To thee particularly, and to all the Volces, (We have been down together in my sleep, Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may | Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's throat, My furname, Coriolanus : The painful service, And wak'd half dead with nothing. Worthy The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood
Marcius, Shed for my thankless country, are requited Had we no quarrel else to Rome, but that But with that surname ; a good memory', Thou art thence banith’d, we would mufter all And witness of the malice and displeasure (mains : From twelve to seventy ; and, pouring war Which thou shouldnt bear me, only that name re- Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome, The cruelty and envy of the people,
Like a bold food o'er-beat. O, come, go in, Permitted by our dastard nobles, who
| And take our friendly senators by the hands; Have all forsook me, hath devour'd the rest; Who now are here, taking their leaves of me, And suffer'd me by the voice of flaves to be Who am prepar'd against your territories, Whoop'd out Rome. Now, this extremity Though not for Rome itself. Hath brought me to thy hearth; Not out of hope, Cor. You bless me, gods !
shave Miftake me not, to fave my life; for if
Auf. Therefore, moft Molute fir, if thou wilt I had fear'd death, of all the men i' the world The leading of thine own revenges, take I would have 'voided thee: but in mere fpite, The one half of my commiffion, and set down, To be full quit of those my banishers,
As best thou art experienc'd, since tho i know'st Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast Thy country's ftrength and weakness,--thine own A heart of wreak 2 in thee, that wilt revenge
ways : Thine own particular wrongs, and stop those maims Whether to knock against the gates of Romo, Of shame 3 seen through thy country, speed thee Or rudely visit them in parts remote, straight,
To fright them, ere destroy. But come in : And make my misery serve thy turn ; so use it, Let me commend thee first to those, that shall That my revengeful services may prove
Say, yea, to thy desires. A thousand welcomes ! As benefits to thee; for I will fight
And more a friend than e'er an enemy; Against my canker'd country with the spleen Yet, Marcius, that was much. Your hand: Most Of all the under fiends. But if fo be
[Excunt. Thou dar'ít not this, and that to prove more fortunes Serv. Here's a strange alteration ! Thou art tir'd, then, in a word, I also am
2 Serv. By my hand, I had thought to have Longer to live most weary, and present
ftrucken him with a cudgel; and yet my mind My throat to thee, and to thy ancient malice: gave me, his clothes made a false report of him. Which not to cut, would thew thee but a fool; | 1 Scru. What an arm he has ! He turn'd me Since I have ever follow'd thee with hate, about with his finger and his thumb, as one would Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breast, set up a top. And cannot live but to thy Thame, unless
1 2 Serv. Nay, I knew by his face that there was It be to do thee service.
something in him : He had, sir, a kind of face, Auf. O Marcius, Marcius,
[heart methought I cannot tell how to term it. Each word thou haft spoke hath weeded from my Serv. He had so; looking, as it were, A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter
I'Would I were hang'd, but I thought there was Should from yon cloud speak divine things, and say, more in him than I could think. 'Tis true; I'd not believe them more than thee, 2 Serv. So did I, I'll be sworn : He is simply All noble Marcius.—Let me twine
the rarest man i' the world. Mine arms about that body, where against
Serv. I think he is : but a greater soldier My grained ath an hundred times hath broke, than he, you wot one. And scarr'd the moon with splinters! Here I clip 2 Surv. Who? my master ? The anvil of my sword; and do contest
| Serv. Nay, it's no matter for that. As hotly and as nobly with thy love,
2 Serv. Worth fix of him. As ever in ambitious strength I did
Serv. Nay, not so neither : but I take him to Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, be the greater foldier. I lov'd the maid I marry'd ; never man 1 2 Serv. 'Faith, look you, one cannot tell how
1 Memory for memorial. crritory.
2 i. e, resentment or revenge.
3 i. e. disgraceful diminutions of to say that : for the defence of a town, our gene- 1 peace, as far as day does night; it's fprightly, ral is excellent.
waking, audible, and full of vent 4. Peace is a i Serv. Ay, and for an assault too.
very apoplexy, lethargy; mullid , deaf, fleepy, Enter a third Servant.
insensible; a getter of more baltard children, than 3 Serv. O, flaves, I can tell you news; neys, war's a destroyer of men. you rascals.
2. Serv. 'Tis fo ; and as war, in some fort, may Borb. What, what, what i let's partake. be said to be a ravilher; so it cannot be denied,
3 Serv. I would not be a Roman, of all nations, but peace is a great maker of cuckolds. I had as lieve be a condemn'd man.
Serv. Ay, and it makes men hate one anoBoth. Wherefore? wlierefore?
ther. 3 Serv. Why, here's he that was wont to thwack 3 Serv. Reason; because they then less need our general, Caius Marcius.
one another. The wars, for my money. I hope I Serv. Why do you say, thwack our general: to Ice Romans as cheap as Volces. They are
3. Serv. I do not say, thwack our general; but rising, they are rising. he was always good enough for him.
All. In, in, in, in.
[Exeunt 2 Scru. Come, we are fellows, and friends : 1 he was ever too hard for him ; I have heard -bim
S CE NE VI. fay so himself.
A public Place in Rome. i Serv. He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth on't : before Corioli, he scotch'd him
Enter Sicinius, and Brutus. and notch'd him like a carbonado.
Sic. We hear not of him, neither need we fear 2 Serv. An he haci been cannibally given, he
b im : might have broil'd and eaten him too.
His remedies are tame in the present peace I Serv. But, more of thy news?
And quietness o' the people, which before 3 Seru. Wby, Ire is made on here within, as Were in wild hurry. Here do we make his friends if he were son and her to Mars : set at upper end Bluth, that the world goes well; who rather bad, o'the table : no questo ask'd him by any of the Though they themselves did fuífer by 't, behold fenators, but they stand bald before him : Our ge- Diffentious numbers pestering ftreets, than see neral himself makes a mistress of him ; fanctifies Our tradesmen singing in their shops, and going himself with's hand, and turns up the white o' the About their functions friendly. eye to his discourse. But the bottom of the news is, our general is cut i' the middle, and but one
Enter Meninius. half of what he was yesterday : for the other has
Bru. We food to’t in good time. Is this Me
nenius half, by the intreaty and grant of the whole table. He will go, he says, and lowle 2 the porter of
Sic. 'Tis he, 'tis he: 0, he is grown most kind Rome gotes by the ears : He will mow down all of late.Harl, il before him, and leave hus passage poll'd 3.
Men. Hail to you both! 2 Se v. And he's as like to do't, as any man Il.
1 Sic. Your Curiolanus is not much mifsid,
But with his friends: the common-wealth doch can imagine: 3 Serv. Do't? he will do't : For, look you, fır,
stand; he has as many friends as enemies; which friends, And 10 would do, were he more angry at it. fir. (as it were) durft not look you, fir) Thewl Men. All's well ; and might have been much
better, if themselves (as we term it his friends, whilft he's He could have temporiz'd in directitude.
Sic. Where is he, hear you? I Surv. Directitude! What's that?
Men. Nay, I hear nothing; his mother and his 3 Soray. But when they shall fee, fir, his crest: Hear nothing from him. Up a ain, and the man in biood, they will out of
Enter three or four Citizens. their burrow's, like conies after rain, and revel all All. The gods preserve you both! with him.
1 Sic. Good-e'en, our neighbours. i Seru. But when goes this forward ? 1 Bru. Good-e'en to you all, good-e'en to you all.
3. Seru To-morrow; to-day; presently. Your Cis. Ourselves, our wives, and children, on shall have the drum struck up this afternoon : 'tis, Are bound to pray for you both. [our knees, as it were, a parcel of their feast, and to be ex- Sic. Live, and thrive!
(riolanus ecuted ere they wipe their lips.
Bru. Farewel, kind neighbours: We with'd Co2 Serv. Why, then we shall have a stirring Had lov'd you as we did. world again. This peace is nothing, but to runt ill. Now the gods keep you ! jon, encrease tailors, and breed ballad makers. Butb Tri. Farewel, farewel. 1 Serv. Let me have war, say I; it exceeds
1 Alluding, improperly, to the act of crofhing upon any strange event. ? That is, drag him dowo by the cars into the dirt. The word is derived from jou, i. c. to take hold of a person by the ears, as a dog feizes one of these animals. 3 That is, bared, cleared. 4 i. e, full of ruous, full of materiais for discourse. Si. e. foitend and difpuited, as wine is when burni and sweeten'd. 6 j. c. inizualin tiincs of peace like thesc.
Sic. This is a happier and more comely time, The young'st and oldest thing. Than when these fellows ran about the itreets, Sic. This is most likely ! , Crying, Confufion.
Bru. Rais'd only, that the weaker sort may wise Bru. Caius Marcius was
Good Marcius home again. A worthy officer i' the war ; but insolent,
Sie. The very trick on't. O'ercome with pride, ambitious past all thinking, Men. This is unlikely : Self-loving,
He and Aufidius can no more atone 3, Sie. And affecting one fole throne,
Than violentest contrariety. Without aslistance,
Enter another Messenger. Men. I think not so.
Mel. You are sent for to the senate : Sic. We had by this, to all our lamentation, | A fearful army, led by Caius Marcius, If he had gone forth conful, found it fo. | Allociated with Aufidius, rages
Bru. The gods have well prevented it, and Rome Upon our territories ; and have already Sits safe and still without him.
O’er-borne their way, confum'd with fire, and took Enter Ædile.
What lay before them.
Enter Cominius. Adile. Worthy tribunes,
Com. O, you have made good work! There is a flave, whom we have put in prison,
Men. What news? what news? (ters, and Reports,-the Volces with two several powers
Com. You have holp to ravith your own daughAre enter'd in the Roman territories;
To melt the city leads upon your pates; And with the deepest malice of the war
To see your wives dishonour'd to your noses ; Destroy what lies before 'em.
Men. What's the news? what's the news? Men. 'Tis Aufidius,
Com. Your temples burned in their cement; and Who, hearing of our Marcius' banishment,
Your franchises, whereon you stood, confin'd Thrusts forth his horns again into the world;
Into an augre's bore. Which were in-shell'd, when Marcius food for
| Men. Pray now, the news?
(news? And durft not once peep out.
* You have made fair work, I fear me :-Pray, your Sir. Come, what talk you of Marcius [be,
If Marcius should be joined with the Volces, Bru. Go see this rumourer whipp'd. It cannot
Com. If! The Voices Jare break with us.
He is their god ; he leads them like a thing
Made by some other deity than nature,
| That Thapes man better : and they follow him,
Against us brats, with no less confidence, Within my age. But reason 2 with the fellow,
| Than bors pursuing fummer butter-flies, Before you p.mish him, where he heard this; Lest you shall chance to whip your infornktion,
Or butchers killing flies.
Men. You have made good work, And beat the messenger who bids beware
You, and your apron-men ; you that stood so much Of what is to be dreaded.
Upon the voice of occupation 4, and
The breath of garlick-eaters S!
Com. He'll shake your Rome about your ears. Bru. Not pofsible.
Min. As Hercules did shake down mellow fruit.
You have made fair work!
Before you find it other. All the regions
Do smilingly 7 revolt; and, who resit,
And perish constant fools. Who is't can blame him? Mil. Yes, worthy sir,
| Your enemies, and his, find something in him. The flave's report is feconded ; and more,
Men. We are all undone, unless
The noble man have mercy.
Com. Who shall ask it?
1 That is, without afeffors; without any other suffrage. 2 i. e. talk. 3 Dr. Johnson remarks, that to atone, in the active sense, is to reconcile, and is so used by our author. To atone here is, in the neutral sense, to come to reconciliation. To atone is to unite. 4 Occupation is here ufed for mechanicks, men occupied in daily butinels. 5 To smell of garlick was once such a brand of vulgarity, that garlick was a food forbidden to an ancient order of Spanish knights, mentioned by Guevara. It appears also, that garlick was once much used in England, and afterwards as much out of fashion. Hence, perhaps, the cant denomination Pil- garlick for å du forted fellow, a perfon Icir to fuffer without friends to assist him. 6 Alluting to the apples of the Hesperides. 7 To recolt finiling, is to revolt with signs of pleasure, or with marks of contempt.
As As those should do that had deserv'd his hate, Licu. I do not know what witchcraft's in him ; And therein thew'd like enemies.
but Men. 'Tis true :
Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat,
Unleis by using means, I lame the foot
Even to my person, than I thought he would, Tri. Say not, we brought it. slike bearts, When first I did embrace him : yet his nature
Men. How! Was it we? We lord him ; but, In that's no changeling ; and I muft excuse
Lieu. Yet I with, fir,
(I mean, for your particular) you had not They'll roar him in again. Tullus Aufidius, I join'd in commiffion with him: but either borne The second name of men, obeys his points
The action of yourself, or else to him As if he were his oilicer:- desperation
Had left it solely. Is all the policy, strength, and defence,
Auf. I understand thee well; and be thou fure, That Rome can make against them.
When he shall come to bis account, he knows not Enter a Troop of Citizens,
What I can urge against liim. Although it ieems, Mon. Here come the cluiters.-
And so he thinks, and is no less apparent And is Aufidius with him ?-- You are they To the vulgar eye, that he bears all things fairly, That made the air unwholesome, when you cast And Thews good husbandry for the Volcian state: Your itinking, greasy caps, in hooting at
Fights dragon-like, and does atchieve as soon Coriolanus' exile. Now he's coming;
As draw his sword : yet he hath left undone And not a hair upon a soldier's head,
That, which shall break bis neck, or hazard mine, Which will not prove a whip; as many coxcombs, Whene'er we come to our account. (Rome ? As you threw caps up, will he tumble down, | Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry And pay you for your voices. 'Tis no matter; Auf. All places yield to him ere he sits down ; If he could burn us all into one coal,
And the nobility of Rome are his : We have deserv'd it.
The senators, and patricians, love him too : Omnes. 'Faith, we hear fearful news.
The tribunes are no soldiers; and their people 1 Cit. For mine own part,
Will be as rash in the repeal, as hafty When I said, banish him, I said, 'twas pity. To expel him thence. I think, he'll be to Rome 2. Cit. And so did I.
As is the osprey 2 to the fish, who takes it 3 Cit. And so did I; and, to say the truth, so By sovereignty of nature. First he was did very many of us : That we did, we did for A noble servant to them ; but he could not the best ; and though we willingly confented to Carry his honours even: whether 'twas pride, his banishment, yet it was against our will. Which out of daily fortune ever taints
Com. You are goodly things, you voices ! The happy man; whether defect of judgement, Men. You have made you
(Capitol ? To fail in the disposing of those chances Good work, you and your cry!--Shall us to the Which he was lord of; or whether nature,
Com. O, ay; what else? [Exc. Com. and Men. Not to be other than one thing, not moving
Sic. Go, masters, get you home, be not dismay'd ; From the casque to the cushion, but commanding There are a side, that would be glad to have
peace 'This true, which they lo seem to fear. Go home, Even with the same austerity and garb And Thew no sign of fear.
As he controll'd the war : but, one of these, i Cir. The gods be good to us ! Come, masters, (As he hath spices of them all, not all, let's home. I ever faid, we were i' the wrong, For I dare fo far free him) made him fear'd, when we banith'd him.
So hated, and so þanish'd: but he has a merit, 2 Cit. So did we all. But come, let's home. | To choak it in the utterance, So our virtues
[Excunt Citizens. Lie in the interpretation of the time : Bru. I do not like this news.
| And power, unto itself most commendable, Sic. Nor I.
[wealth Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair Bru. Let's to the Capitol :-'Would, half my To extol what it hath done 3. Would buy this for a lie!
One fire drives out one fire ; one nail, one nail ; S.. Pray, let us go. [Excunt Tribunes. Right's by right fouler: 4, strengths by strength do SCENE vil.
fail. A Camp; at a small distance from Rome. Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine,
Enter Aufidius, with bis Lieutenant. Thou art poor 'st of all; then shortly art thou mine. Auf. Do they still fiy to the Roman?
[Exrant ri.e. As they hooted at his departure, they will roar at his return; as he went out with scofis, be will come back with lamentations. 2 A kind of eagle. 3. The sense is, The virtue which des lights to commend itself will find the surcit tomb in that chair wherein it holds forth its own conmendations. 41.c. What is already right, and received as such, becomes leis clear when supported by supernumerary pro s.
Return me, as Cominius is retun'd,
Unheard; what then ?
But as a discontented friend, grief-thot Enter Menenius, Cominius, Sicinius, and Brutus, with
With his unkindness ? Say't be so ? other's. Ver. N
Sie. Yet your good will O, I'll not go: you hear, what he hath Must have that thanks from Rome, after the measure said,
As you intended well. Which was sometime his general; who lov'd him
| Men. I'll undertake it : In a most dear particular. He call'd me father :
\ I think, he'll hear me. Yet to bite his lip, But what o' that? Go, you that banilh'd him,
And hum at good Cominius, much unhearts me. A mile before his teut fall down, and knee
He was not taken well; he had not din'd: The way into his mercy : nay, if he coy'd
The veins unsilld, our blood is cold, and then To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home.
We pout upon the morning, are unapt Com. He would not seem to know me.
To give or to forgive; but when we have stuffd Men. Do you hear ?
These pipes, and these conveyances of our blood Com. Yet one time he did call me by my name :
With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls [him I urg'd our old acquaintance, and the drops
Than in our priest-like fasts : therefore I'll watch That we have bled together. Coriolanus
l'Till he be dieted to my request, He would not answer to: forbad all names;
And then I'll set upon him. He was a kind of nothing, titlelets,
| Bru. You know the very road into his kindness, 'Till he had forg'd himself a name i' the fire
And cannot lose your way. Of burning Rome.
Men. Good faith, I'll prove him, Men. Why, so; you have made good work:
Speed how it will. I shall ere long have knowledge A pair of tribunes, that have rack'd' for Rome,
Of my success. To make coals cheap : a noble memory 2 !
Com. He'll never hear him. Com. I minded him, how royal 't was to paruon
Sic. Not? When least it was expected : he reply'd,
Com. I tell you, he does fit in gold, his eye It was a bare 3 petition of a state,
Red as 'cwould burn Rome : and his injury To one whom they had punish’d.
The gaoler to his pity. I kneel'd before him: Men. Very well :
'Twas very faintly he said, Rije; dismiss'd me Could he say less ?
Thus, with his speechless hand : What he would do, Com. 1 otfer'd to awaken his regard
He sent in writing after me ; what he would not, For his private friends : his antiver to me was,
Bound with an oath, to yield to his conditions 4 : He could not stay to pick them in a pile
So that all hope is vain ; Of noisome, musty chaff : he said, 'twas folly,
Unless his noble mother, and his wife, For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt,
Who, as I hear, mean to solicit him And still to nose the offence.
For mercy to his country_Therefore, let's hence, Men. For one poor grain or two?
And with our fair entreaties haste them on. I am one of those ; his mother, wife, his child,
(Exeunt. And this brave fellow too, we are the grains :
SC E NE II. You are the musty chaff; and you are smelt
The Volcian Camp. Above the moon: We muft be burnt for you. (aid
Sic. Nay, pray, be patient : If you refuse your Enter Menenius to the Watch, or Guard. In this so never-needed help, yet do not
i Watch. Stay : whence are you? Upbraid us with our distress. But fure, if you 2 Watch. Stand, and go back. [your leave, Would be your country's pleader, your good tongue, Men. You guard like men ; 'tis well : But, by More than the instant army we can make, I am an officer of state, and come Might stop our countryman.
To speak with Coriolanus. Men. No; I'll not meddle.
1 Watch. From whence ? Sic. Pray you, go to him.
Men. From Rome.
[our generat Men. What thould I do?
i Watch. You may not pass, you must return; Bru. Only make trial what your love can do Will no more hear from thence. For Rome, towards Marcius.
1 2 Watch. You'll see your Rome embrac'd with Men. Well, and say that Marcius
I To rack means to harrass by exactions. The meaning is, You that have been such good stewards for the Roman people, as to get their houses burned over their heads, to save them the expence of coals. 2 Memory for memorial. 3 A bare petition means only a mere petition. 4 Dr. Johnson is of opinion, that here is a chasm. The speaker's purpose seems to be this: To yield te his conditions is ruin, and better cannot be obtained, fo that all hope is vain.