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But I fear
They'll roar him in again. Tullus Aufidius,
Enter a troop of Citizens.
Here come the clusters.
And is Aufidius with him? You are they
That made the air unwholesome, when you cast
Which will not prove a whip: as many coxcombs
We have deserved it.
Citizens. Faith, we hear fearful news.
For mine own part,
When I said, banish him, I said, 'twas pity.
Sec. Cit. And so did I.
Third Cit. And so did I; and, to say the truth, so did very many of us: that we did, we did for the best; and though we willingly consented to his banishment, yet it was against our will.
Com. Ye're goodly things, you voices?
Good work, you and your cry!
Com. O, ay, what else?
You have made
Shall's to the
[Exeunt Cominius and Menenius.
Sic. Go, masters, get you home; be not dis
These are a side that would be glad to have
First Cit. The gods be good to us! Come, masters, let's home. I ever said we were i' the wrong when we banished him.
Enter AUFIDIUS and his Lieutenant.
Auf. Do they still fly to the Roman?
Lieu. I do not know what witchcraft's in him,
Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat,
And you are darken'd in this action, sir,
Of our design. He bears himself more proudlier,
Yet I wish, sir,
I mean for your particular,—you had not
Auf. I understand thee well; and be thou sure,
Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry
Auf. All places yield to him ere he sits down ;
The senators and patricians love him too:
To expel him thence.
repeal, as hasty
I think he'll be to Rome
A noble servant to them;
First he was
but he could not
Carry his honours even whether 'twas pride,
The happy man; whether defect of judgement,
34. As is the osprey to the fish. Fish are said to turn on their backs at the sight of the osprey, 'subdued ere they are touched';
From the casque to the cushion, but commanding
Even with the same austerity and garb
As he controll'd the war; but one of these-
For I dare so far free him-made him fear'd,
And power, unto itself most commendable,
To extol what it hath done.
One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail; Rights by rights falter, strengths by strengths do fail. Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine, Thou art poor'st of all; then shortly art thou mine. [Exeunt.
SCENE I. Rome. A public place.
Enter MENENIUS, COMINIUS, SICINIUS, BRUTUS, and others.
Men. No, I'll not go: you hear what he hath said Which was sometime his general, who loved him
49-53. our virtues lie, etc.; our reputation for virtue is in the hands of our contemporaries; and power, confident of its own merits, has no more obvious road to ruin than by proclaiming them.
This I think the clear
prefer to understand the whole as a tribute to Coriolanus, taking tomb' in the sense of 'monument.'
55. falter. So Dyce for the unintelligible 'fouler' of Ff. The emendation cannot be called certain,
In a most dear particular. He call'd me father:
Do you hear?
Till he had forged himself a name o' the fire
Men. Why, so you have made good work!
Com. I minded him how royal 'twas to pardon
It was a bare petition of a state
To one whom they had punish'd.
Could he say less?
Com. I offer'd to awaken his regard
bare petition, a request unaccompanied by any promise of atonement or restitution