Repair to the fenate-house.

MEN. I'll keep you company.-Will you along?
BRU. We stay here for the people.

SIC. Fare

you well.

[Exeunt CORIOL. and MENEN.

He has it now; and, by his looks, methinks,

'Tis warm at his heart.

BRU. With a proud heart he wore

His humble weeds: Will you dismiss the people?
Re-enter CITIZENS.

SIC. How now, my mafters? have you chofe this man?
I CIT. He has our voices, fir.

BRU. We pray the gods, he may deserve your loves. 2 CIT. Amen, fir: To my poor unworthy notice He mock'd us, when he begg'd our voices.

3 CIT. Certainly,

He flouted us down-right.

I CIT. No, 'Tis his kind of speech, he did not mock us. 2 CIT. Not one amongst us, fave yourself, but says,

He us'd us fcornfully: He should have show'd us
His marks of merit, wounds receiv'd for his country.
SIC. Why, fo he did, I am fure.

CIT. No; no man faw 'em.

[Several Speak.

3 CIT. He faid, he had wounds, which he could fhow And with his hat, thus waving it in fcorn, [in private; I would be conful, fays he aged cuftom,

But by your voices, will not fo permit me ;

Your voices therefore: When we granted that,

Here was, I thank you for your voices,thank you,

Your most fweet voices :—now you have left your voices,
I bave no further with you :-Was not this mockery?
SIC. Why, either, were you ignorant to fee't?
Or, feeing it, of fuch childish friendlinefs

To yield your voices?

BRU. Could you not have told him,

As you were leffon'd,—When he had no power,
But was a petty, fervant to the state,

bear

He was your enemy; ever spake against
Your liberties, and the charters that you
I' the body of the weal: and now, arriving
A place of potency, and fway o'the state,
If he fhould still malignantly remain
Faft foe to the plebeii, your voices might
Be curfes to yourselves? You should have faid,
That, as his worthy deeds did claim no lefs
Than what he ftood for; fo his gracious nature
Would think upon you for
your voices, and
Translate his malice towards you into love,
Standing your friendly lord.

SIC. Thus to have faid,

As you were fore-advis'd, had touch'd his fpirit,
And try'd his inclination; from him pluck'd
Either his gracious promife, which you might,
As caufe had call'd you up, have held him to;
Or elfe it would have gall'd his furly nature,
Which easily endures not article

Tying him to aught; fo, putting him to rage,
You should have ta'en the advantage of his choler,
And pass'd him unelected.

BRU. Did you perceive,

He did folicit in free contempt,

you

When he did need your loves; and do you think,
That his contempt shall not be bruising to you,

When he hath power to crush? Why, had

your bodies No heart among you? Or had you tongues, to cry Against the rectorship of judgement?

SIC. Have you,

Ere now, deny'd the asker? and, now again,
On him, that did not ask, but mock, bestow

Your fu'd-for tongues ?

3 CIT. He's not confirm'd, we may deny him yet. 2 CIT. And will deny him:

I'll have five hundred voices of that found.

['em.

I CIT. I twice five hundred, and their friends to piece BRU. Get you hence inftantly; and tell those friends,— They have chofe a conful, that will from them take Their liberties; make them of no more voice Than dogs, that are as often beat for barking, As therefore kept to do so.

Sic. Let them affemble;

And, on a fafer judgement, all revoke
Your ignorant election: Enforce his pride,
And his old hate unto you: befides, forget not
With what contempt he wore the humble weed ;
How in his fuit he fcorn'd you: but your loves,
Thinking upon his fervices, took from you
The apprehenfion of his prefent portance,
Which gibingly, ungravely, he did fashion
After the inveterate hate he bears you.
BRU. Lay

A fault on us, your tribunes; that we labour'd,
(No impediment between) but that you muft

More after our commandment, than as guided
By your own true affections: and that, your minds
Pre-occupy'd with what you rather must do

Than what you should, made you against the grain
To voice him conful: Lay the fault on us.

BRU. Ay, fpare us not. Say, we read lectures to you,

How youngly he began to serve his country,
How long continued: and what ftock he fprings of,
The noble houfe o'the Marcians; from whence came
That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's fon,
Who, after great Hoftilius, here was king:
Of the fame houfe Publius and Quintus were,
That our best water brought by conduits hither;
And Cenforinus, darling of the people,

And nobly nam'd fo, being cenfor twice,
Was his great ancestor.

SIC. One thus defcended,

That hath beside well in his perfon wrought
To be fet high in place, we did commend
To your remembrances: but you have found,
Scaling his prefent bearing with his past,

That he's your fixed enemy, and revoke

Your fudden approbation.

BRU. Say, you ne'er had done't,

(Harp on that still,) but by our putting on:

And presently, when you have drawn your number,

Repair to the Capitol.

CIT. We will fo: almost all

Repent in their election.

BRU. Let them go on;

[feveral speak. [Exeunt CITIZENS.

This mutiny were better put in hazard,
Thán stay, past doubt, for greater :

If, as his nature is, he fall in rage

With their refusal, both observe and answer

Come; we'll be there before the ftream o' the people;

And this fhall feem, as partly 'tis, their own,

Which we have goaded onward.

[Exeunt.

ACT III.

SCENE I. The fame. A Street.

Cornets. Enter CORIOLANUS, MENENIUS, COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, Senators, and Patricians.

COR. Tullus Aufidius then had made new head? LART. He had, my lord; and that it was, which caus'd Our swifter composition.

COR. So then the Volces ftand but as at first ;

Ready, when time fhall prompt them, to make road
Upon's again.

COм. They are worn, lord conful, fo,

That we shall hardly in our ages fee

Their banners wave again.

COR. Saw you Aufidius?

LART. On fafe-guard he came to me; and did curfe

Against the Volces, for they had fo vilely

Yielded the town: he is retir'd to Antium.

COR. Spoke he of me?

LART. He did, my lord.

COR. How? what?

LART. How often he had met you, fword to fword: That, of all things upon the earth, he hated

Your perfon moft: that he would pawn his fortunes
To hopeless reftitution, fo he might

Be call'd your vanquisher.

COR. At Antium lives he?

LART. At Antium.

COR. I wish I had a cause to seek him there, To oppose his hatred fully.-Welcome home.

Enter SIGINIUS, and BRUTUS.

[TO LARTIUS.