This enemy town. I'll enter : if he flay me, [Exit. SCENE V. The fame. A Hall in Aufidius's House. I SERV. Wine, wine, wine! What fervice is here! I think our fellows are afleep. Enter another SERVANT. [Exit. 2 SERV. Where's Cotus? my mafter calls for him. Cotus! Enter CORIOLANUS. [Exit. COR. A goodly house: The feaft fmells well: but I Appear not like a guest. Re-enter the first SERVANT. 1 SERV. What would you have, friend? Whence are you? Here's no place for you: Pray, go to the door. COR. I have deferv'd no better entertainment, In being Coriolanus. Re-enter fecond SERVANT. 2 SERV. Whence are you, fir? Has the porter his eyes in his head, that he gives entrance to fuch companions? Pray, get you out. COR. Away! 2 SERV. Away? Get you away. COR. Now thou art troublesome. 2 SERV. Areyoufo brave? I'll have you talk'd 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 o'the house: Pr'ythee, call my mafter to him. 3 SERV. What have you to do here, fellow? Pray you, avoid the house. COR. Let me but ftand; I will not hurt your hearth. 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. COR. Follow your function, go. And batten on cold bits. [Pushes him away. 3 SERV. What, will you not? Pr'ythee, tell my master what a strange guest he has here. 2 SERF. And I fhall. 3 SERV. Where dwell'ft 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. 3 SERV. I' the city of kites and crows ?What an ass it is!Then thou dwell'ft with daws too? COR. No, I serve not thy master. 3 SERV. How, fir! Do you meddle with my mafter? COR. Ay; 'tis an honefter service, than to meddle with thy mistress: Thou prat'ft, and prat'ft; ferve with thy trencher, hence! [Beats him away. Enter AUFIDIUS, and the fecond SERVANT. AUF. Where is this fellow? 2 SERV. Here, fir; I'd have beaten him like a dog, but for disturbing the lords within. AUF. Whence comeft thou? what wouldeft thou? Thy name? Why speak'ft not? Speak, man: What's thy name? COR. If, Tullus, [unmuffling. Not yet thou know'st me, and feeing me, doft not AUF. What is thy name? [SERVANTS retire. COR. A name unmufical to the Volcians' ears, And harsh in found to thine. AUF. Say, what's thy name? Thou haft a grim appearance, and thy face COR. My name is Caius Marcius, who hath done Permitted by our daftard nobles, who Have all forfook me, hath devour'd the reft; I had fear'd death, of all the men i' the world Stand I before thee here. Then if thou haft A heart of wreak in thee, that will revenge Thine own particular wrongs, and stop those maims As benefits to thee; for I will fight Against my canker'd country with the spleen Thou dar'ft not this, and that to prove more fortunes Longer to live moft weary, and present My throat to thee, and to thy ancient malice: Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's breast, It be to do thee service. AUF. O Marcius, Marcius, Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from Should from yon cloud fpeak divine things, and fay, Mine arms about that body, where against Than when I firft my wedded mistress saw We have a power on foot; and I had purpose Like a bold flood o'er-beat. O, come, go in, COR. You blefs me, Gods! AUF. Therefore, most abfolute fir, if thou wilt have The leading of thine own revenges, take The one half of my commiffion; and fet down,— Yet, Marcius, that was much. Your hand! Moft wel- |