But what is like me formerly. MEN. That's worthily As any ear can hear.-Come, let's not weep.- From these old arms and legs, by the good gods, COR. Give me thy hand : Come. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The fame. A Street near the Gate. SIC. Bid them all home; he's gone, and we'll no further. The nobility are vex'd, who, we fee, have fided In his behalf. BRU. Now we have shown our power, Let us feem humbler after it is done, Than when it was a doing. SIC. Bid them home : Say, their great enemy is gone, and they Stand in their ancient strength. [Exit Ædile] BRU. Difmifs them home. Enter VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, and MENENIUS. VOL. O, you're well met: The hoarded plague o'the Requite your love! MEN. Peace, peace; be not fo loud. VOL. If that I could for weeping, you should hear,— Nay, and you fhall hear fome.-Will you be gone? [to BRUTUS. VIR. You shall stay too: [to SICIN.] I would, I had the To fay fo to my hufband. SIC. Are you mankind? [power VOL. Ay, fool; Is that a fhame? Note but this fool.Was not a man my father? Hadft thou foxfhip To banish him that ftruck more blows for Rome, Than thou haft spoken words? SIC. O bleffed heavens! VOL. More noble blows, than ever thou wife words; And for Rome's good.-I'll tell thee what ;-Yet go:Nay, but thou shalt ftay too :-I would my fon Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him, His good fword in his hand. SIC. What then? VIR. What then? He'd make an end of thy posterity. VOL. Baftards, and all. Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome! MEN. Come, come, peace. SIC. I would he had continu'd to his country, As he began; and not unknit himself The noble knot he made. BRU. I would he had. VOL. I would he had? 'Twas you incens'd the rabble: Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth, As I can of those myfteries which heaven BRU. Pray, let us go. VOL. Now, pray, fir, get you gone: You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear this: As far as doth the Capitol exeeed The meanest house in Rome; fo far, my son, you SIC. Why stay we to be baited With one that wants her wits? VOL. Take my prayers with you. all. I would the gods had nothing elfe to do, [Exeunt Tribunes. But to confirm my curfes! Could I meet them But once a day, it would unclog my heart Of what lies heavy to't. MEN. You have told them home, And, by my troth, you have caufe. You'll fup with me? VOL. Anger's my meat; I fup upon myself, And fo fhall ftarve with feeding.-Come, let's go : Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do, In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come. MEN. Fie, fie, fie! [Exeunt. SCENE III. A Highway between Rome and Antium. Enter a ROMAN and a VOLCE, meeting. 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 services are, as you are, against them: 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 ftate, to find you out there: You have well faved me a day's journey. ROM. There hath been in Rome strange infurrection: the people against the fenators, patricians, and nobles. VOL. Hath been! Is it ended then? Our ftate thinks not fo; they are in a moft warlike preparation, and hope to come upon them in the heat of their divifion. ROM. The main blaze of it is past, but a small thing would make it flame again. For the nobles receive fo to heart the banishment of that worthy Coriolanus, that they are in a ripe aptness, to take all power from the people, and to pluck from them their tribunes for ever. This lies glowing, I can tell you, and is almost mature for the violent breaking out. VOL. Coriolanus banish'd? ROM. Banifh'd, fir. VOL. You will be welcome with this intelligence, Ni canor. ROM. The day ferves well for them now. I have heard it said, The fittest time to corrupt a man's wife, is when fhe's fallen out with her husband. Your noble Tullus Aufidius will appear well in these wars, his great oppofer Coriolanus being now in no request of his country. VOL. He cannot choofe. I am moft fortunate, thus accidentally to encounter you: You have ended my busi nefs, and I will merrily accompany you home. ROM. I fhall, between this and fupper, tell you moft ftrange things from Rome; all tending to the good of their adversaries. Have you an army ready, fay you? VOL. A most royal one: the centurions, and their charges, diftinctly billeted, already in the entertainment, and to be on foot at an hour's warning. Roм. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, and am the man, I think, that shall set them in present 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. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. Antium. Before Aufidius's House. Have I heard groan, and drop: then know me not; In puny battle flay me.-Save you, fir. CIT. And you. COR. Direct me, if it be your will, Where great Aufidius lies: Is he in Antium? At his house this night. COR. Which is his house, 'beseech you? CIT. This, here, before you. COR. Thank you, fir; farewell. [Exit CITIZEN. O, world, thy flippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, Whofe double bofoms feem to wear one heart, Whofe hours, whofe bed, whofe meal, and exercise, On a diffenfion of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: So, felleft foes, Whofe paffions and whose plots have broke their fleep Some trick not worth an egg, fhall grow dear friends, So with me:. my loves upon |