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The helms o'the state, who care for you like fathers, || Whereby they live : And though that all at once, When you curse them as enemies.
You, my good friends, (this says the belly,) mark 1 Cit. Care for us !--True, indeed !- They ne'er
me, cared for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and their 1 Cit. Ay, sir; well, well. store-houses crammed with grain; make edicts for Men.
Though all at once cannot usury, to support usurers : repeal daily any whole. See what I do deliver out to each; some act established against the rich; and provide Yet I can make my audit
that all more piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain From me do back receive the flower of all, the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and And leave me but the bran. What say you to't? there's all the love they bear us.
1 Cit. It was an answer · How apply you this? Men. Either you must
Men. The senators of Rome are this good belly, Confess yourselves wondrous malicious,
the mutinous members : For examine Or be accus'd of folly. I shall tell you
Their counsels, and their cares; digest things A pretty tale; it may be, you have heard it;
rightly, But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture Touching the weal o'the common; you shall find, To scale'ti a little more.
No public benefit which you receive, 1 Cit. Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not|| But it proceeds, or comes, from them to you, think to fob off our disgrace2 with a tale: but, an't|| And no way from yourselves.-What do you think? please you, deliver.
You the great toe of this assembly ?Men. There was a time, when all the body's 1 Cit. I the great toe? Why the great toe? members
Men. For that being one o'the lowest, basest, Rebell'd against the belly ; thus accus'd it:
poorest, That only like a gulf it did remain
Of this most wise rebellion, thou go'st foremost : l'the midst o'the body, idle and inactive,
Thou rascal, that art worst in blood, to run Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing
Lead'st first to win some vantage.Like labour with the rest; where the other instru-| But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs ; ments
Rome and her rats are at the point of battle,
Enter Caius Marcius.
Mar. Thanks.-What's the matter, you dissen1 Cit. Well, sir, what answer made the belly? Men. Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind of smile. That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion, Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus Make yourselves scabs? (For, look you, I may make the belly smile,
We have ever your good word. As well as speak,) it tauntingly replied
Mar. He that will give good words to thee, will To the discontented members, the mutinous parts
flatter That envied his receipt; even so most fitly Beneath abhorring.- What would you have, you As you malign our senators, for that
curs, They are not such as you.
That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights you, 1 Cit.
Your belly's answer: What! The other makes you proud. He that trusts you, The kingly crowned bead, the vigilant eye,
Where he should find you lions, finds you hares; The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,
Where foxes, geese: You are no surer, no, Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter,
Than is the coal of fire upon the ice, With other muniments and petty helps
Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is, In this our fabric, if that they
To make him worthy, whose offence subdues him, Men.
What then ?-|| And curse that justice did it. Who deserves great'Fore me, this fellow speaks —what then? what
ness, then ?
Deserves your hate : and your affections are 1 Cit. Should by the cormorant belly be restrain'd, A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Who is the sink o'the body,
Which would increase his evil. He that depends Men.
Well, what then?|| Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead, 1 Cit. The former agents, if they did complain, And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust What could the belly answer?
I will tell
you do change a mind; If you'll bestow a small (of what you have little,)|| And call him noble, that was now your hate, Patience, a while, you'll hear the belly's answer. Him vile, that was your garland. What's the 1 Cit. You are long about it.
Note me this, good friend ;|| That in these several places of the city Your most grave belly was deliberate,
You cry against the noble senate, who, Not rash like his accusers, and thus answer'd: Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else True is it, my incorporate friends, quoth he, Would feed on one another?-What's their seeking? That I receive the general food at first,
Men. For corn at their own rates; whereof, they Which
Hang 'em! They say? I send it through the rivers of your blood, They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know Even to the court, the heart,—to the seat o'the What's done i'the Capitol : who's like to rise, brain ;
Who thrives, and who declines : side factions, and And, through the cranks and offices of man,
give out The strongest nerves, and small inferior veins, Conjectural marriages; making parties strong, From me receive that natural competency And feebling such as stand not in their liking, (1) Spread it. (2) Hardship. (3) Whereas.ll (4) Exactly. (5) Windings.
Below their cobbled shoes. They say, there's grain
No, Caius Marcius ; enough?
I'll lean upon one crutch, and fight with the other, Would the nobility lay aside their ruth,
Ere stay behind this business. And let me use my sword, I'd make a quarry? Men.
0, true bred! With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as high 1 Sen. Your company to the Capitol ; where I As I could pick3 my lance.
know, Men. Nay, these are almost thoroughly per- Our greatest friends attend us. suaded ;
Lead you on:
Noble Lartius ! Mar. They are dissolved: Hang em! 1 Sen. Hence! To your homes, be gone. They said, they were a hungry; sigh'd forth pro
iTo the Citizens. verbs ;
Nay, let them follow: That hunger broke stone walls; that, dogs must eat; | The Volces have much corn; take these rats thither, That meat was made for mouths; that, the gods To gnaw their garners : 1-Worshipful mutineers, sent not
Your valour puts: well forth: pray follow. Corn for the rich men only :-With these shreds
(Exeunt Senators, Com. Mar. Tit. and They vented their complainings; which being
Menen Citizens steal away. answer'd,
Sic. Was ever man so proud as is this Marcius? And a petition granted them, a strange one
Bru. He has no equal. (To break the heart of generosity,
Sic. When we were chosen tribunes for the And make bold power look pale,) they threw their people, caps
Bru. Mark'd you his lip, and eyes? As they would hang them on the horns o'the moon, Sic.
Nay, but his taunts. Shouting their emulation. 4
Bru. Being mov'd, he will not spare to gird the Men.
What is granted them? gods. Mar. Five tribunes to defend their vulgar wis- Sic. Be-mock the modest moon. doms,
Bru. The present wars devour him: he is grown Of their own choice: One's Junius Brutus, Too proud to be so valiant. Sicinius Velutus, and I know not-'Sdeath!
Such a nature,
Fame, at the which he aims,Mar. Go, get you home, you fragments ! In whom already he is well graced, -cannot
Better be held, nor more attain'd, than by
A place below the first; for what miscarries
Shall be the general's fault, though he perform Mar.
Here : What's the matter? || To the utmost of a man; and giddy censure
Besides, if things go well, Our musty superfluity :-See, our best elders. Opinion, that so sticks on Marcius, shali
Of his demeritslo rob Cominius. Enter Cominius, Titus Lartius, and other Senators;
Half all Cominius' honours are to Marcius, 1 Sen. Marcius, 'tis true, that you have lately Though Marcius earn'd them not; and all his faults
To Marcius shall be honours, though, indeed, The Volces are in arms.
In aught he merit not.
Let's hence, and hear Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to't.
How the despatch is made; and in what fashion, I sin in envying his nobility:
More than in singularity, he goes
Upon his present action.
Let's along. (Exeunt. Com.
You have fought together. SCENE 11.-Corioli. The senate-house. Enter Mar. Were half to half the world by the ears, and he
Tullus Aufidius, and certain Senators. Upon my party, I'd revolt, to make
1 Sen. So, your opinion is, Aufidius, Only my wars with him: he is a lion
That they of Rome are enter'd in our counsels, That I am proud to hunt.
And know how we proceed. 1 Sen. Then, worthy Marcius, Auf
Is it not yours? Attend upon Cominius to these wars.
What ever hath been thought on in this state, Com. It is your former promise.
That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome Mar.
Sir, it is;
Had circumvention ?11 'Tis not four days gone, And I am constant.-Titus Lartius, thou
Since I heard thence; these are the words: I think, Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus' face: I have the letter here ; yes, here it is : (Reads. What, art thou stiff? stand'st out?
They have press'd a power, but it is not known (1) Pity, compassion. (2) Heap of dead. (8) Shows itself. (9) Sneer. (3) Pitch. (4) Faction.
(10) Demerits and merits had anciently the sama (5) For insurgents to debate upon.
meaning: 6) Right worthy of precedence. (7) Granaries. (11) Pre-occupation.
Whether for east, or west : The dearth is great ; Vir. 'Beseech you, give me leave to retired The people mutinous : and it is rumour'd,
myself. Cominius, Marcius your old enemy,
Vol. Indeed, you shall not. (Who is of Rome worse hated than of you,) Methinks, I hear hither your husband's drum; And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman, See him pluck Aufidius down by the hair; These three lead on this preparation
As children from a bear, the Volces shunning him : Whither 'tis bent : most likely, 'tis for you : Methinks, I see him stamp thus, and call thus,Consider of it.
Come on, you cowards, you were got in fear, 1 Sen. Our army's in the field :
Though you were born in Rome : His bloody brow We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready With his mail'd hand then wiping, forth he goes ; To answer us.
Like to a harvest-man, that's task'd to mow Auf Nor did you think it folly, Or all, or lose his hire. To keep your great pretences veil'd, till when Vir. His bloody brow! 0, Jupiter, no blood ! They needs must show themselves; which in the Vol. Away, you fool! it more becomes a man, hatching,
Than gilt his trophy: The breasts of Hecuba, It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery, When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier We shall be shorten'd in our aim ; which was, Than Hector's forehead, when it spit forth blood To take in! many towns, ere, almost, Rome At Grecian swords contending.-1'ell Valeria, Should know we were afoot.
We are fit to bid her welcome. (Exit Gent. 2 Sen.
Noble Aufidius, Vir. Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius! Take
your commission ; hie you to your bands : Vol. He'll beat Aufidius' head below his knee, Let us alone to guard Corioli:
And tread upon his neck. If they set down before us, for the remove
Re-enter Gentlewoman, with Valeria and her Bring up your army ; but, I think, you'll find
O, doubt not that; Val. My ladies both, good day to you.
Vol. Sweet madam,Some parcels of their powers are forth already, Vir. I am glad to see your ladyship. And only hitherward. I leave your honours. Val. How do you both? you are manifest houseIf we and Caius Marcius chance to meet, keepers. What, are you sewing here? A fine spot, 4 'Tis sworn between us, we shall never strike in good faith. - How does your little son ? Till one can do no more.
Vir. I thank your ladyship; well, good madam. Au.
The gods assist you! Vol. He had rather see the swords, and hear a Auf. And keep your honours safe !
drum, than look upon his school-master. 1 Sen.
Farewell. Val. O'my word, the father's son: I'll swear, 'tis 2 Sen.
Farewell. a very pretty boy. O'my troth, I look'd upon him All. Farewell.
(Exeunt. O'Wednesday half an hour together : he has such
a confirmed countenance. I saw him run after a SCENE III.-Rome. An apartment in Marcius' house. Enter Yolumnia,
and Virgilia : They gilded butterfly, and when he caught it, he let it sit down on two low siools, and sew.
go again ; and after it again ; and over and over
he comes, and up again; catched it again : or Vol. I pray you, daughter, sing; or express your-whether his fall enraged him, or how 'twas, he did self in a more comfortable sort: If my son were so set his teeth, and tear it; 0, I warrant, how he my husband, I should freelier rejoice in that ab- ||mammocked it! sence wherein he won honour, than in the embrace- Vol. One of his father's moods. menis of his bed, where he would show most love. Val. Indeed, la, 'tis a noble child. When yet he was but tender-bodied, and the only Vir. A crack,6 madam. son of my womb; when youth with comeliness Val. Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must plucked all gaze his way:2 when, for a day of king's have you play the idle huswife with me this afterentreaties, a mother should not sell him an hour noon. from her beholding; I,-considering how honour Vir. No, good madam; I will not out of doors. would become such a person : that it was no better Val. Not out of doors ? than picture-like to hang by the wall, if renown Vol. She shall, she shall. made it not stir,—was pleased to let hiin seek dan. Vir. Indeed, no, by your patience: I will not ger where he was like to find fame. To a cruel | over the threshold, till my lord return from the wars. war I sent him; from whence he returned, his brows Val. Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonabound with oak. I tell thee, daughter,– I sprang bly; Come, you must go visit the good lady that not inore in joy at first hearing he was a man-child, | lies in. than now in first seeing he had proved himself a Vir. I will wish her speedy strength, and visit
her with my prayers; but I cannot go thither. Vir. But had he died in the business, madam? Vol. Why, I pray you? how then?
Vir. 'Tis not to save labour, nor that I want love. Vol. Then his good report should have been my Val. You would be another Penelope : yet, they son; I therein would have found issue. Hear me | say, all the yarn she spun, in Ulyssesabsence, did profess sincerely: Had I a dozen sons,--each in my but fill Ithaca full of moths. Come; I would, your love alike, and none less dear than thine and my || cambric were sensible as your finger, that you good Marcius, --I had rather had eleven die nobly might leave pricking it for pity. Come, you shall for their country, than one voluptuously surfeit out||go with us. of action.
Vir. No, good madam, pardon me; indeed, I Enter a Gentlewoman.
will not forth. Gent. Madam, the lady Valeria is come to visit you.
Val. In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you excellent news of your
husband. (1) To subdue.
Attracted attention. (3) Withdraw. (4) Of work.
Vir. O, good madam, there can be none yet. They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts,
Val. Verily, I do not jest with you; there came Which makes me sweat with wrath.—Come on, my news from him last night.
fellows; Vir. Indeed, madam?
He that retires, I'll take him for a Volce, Val. In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator speak | And he shall feel mine edge. it., Thus it is :-The Volces have an army forth; against whom Cominius the general is gone, with || Alarum, and exeunt Romans and Volces, fighting.
The Romans are beaten back to their trenches. one part of our Roman power: your lord, and Titus Lartius, are set down before their city Corioli; they Re-enter. Marcius. nothing doubt prevailing, and to make it briefi
Mar. All the contagion of the south light on you, wars. This is true, on mine honour ; and so, I pray, You shames of Rome! you herd of-Boils and go with us. Vir. Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey | Plaster you o'er; that you may be abhorrid
plagues you in every thing hereafter.
Further than seen, and one infect another Vol. Let her alone, lady; as she is she will
Against the wind a mile! You souls of
geese, but disease our better mirth. Val. In troth, I think, she would :-Fare you From slaves that apes would beat? Pluto and hell :
That bear the shapes of men, how have you run well then.-Come, good sweet lady. -Pr’ythee, All hurt behind; backs red, and faces pale Virgilia, turn thy solemness out o'door, and go along with Alight and agued fear! Mend, and charge with us. Vir. No: at a word, madam; indeed, 1 must|| Or, by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the foe,
home, not. I wish you much mirth.
And make Val. Well, then farewell.
my wars on you: look to't: Come on ; (Exeunt.
If you'll stand fast, we'll beat them to their wives, SCENE IV.- Before Corioli. Enter, with drum As they us to our trenches followed.
and colours, Marcius, Titus Lartius, Officers and Soldiers. To them a Messenger.
Another alarum. The Voices and Romans reMar. Yonder comes news :-A wager, they have
enter, and the fight is renewed. The Volces re
tire into Corioli, and Marcius follows them to met.
the gates. Lart. My horse to yours, no. Mar.
'Tis done. So, now the gates are ope :-Now prove good Lart.
[He enters the gates, and is shut in. Mar.
I'll buy him of you. 1 Sol. Fool-hardiness; not I. Lart. No, I'll nor sell, nor give him : lend you 2 Sol.
Nor I. him, I will,
See, they For half a hundred years.--Summon the town. Have shut him in.
(Alarum continues. Mar. How far off lie the armies ?
To the pot, I warrant him. Mess. Within this mile and half.
Enter Titus Lartius. Mar. Then shall we hear their 'larum, and they
Lart. What is become of Marcius ? Now, Mars, I pr’ythee, make us quick in work; AN.
Slain, sir, doubtless. That we with smoking swords may march from 1 Sol. Following the fliers at the very heels, hence,
With them he enters : who, upon the sudden, To help our fielded2 friends !--Come, blow thy blast. Clapp'd to their gates; he is himself alone, They sound a parley. Enter, on the walls, some
To answer all the city.
O noble fellow!
Who, sensible,3 outdares his senseless sword, Tullus Aufidius, is he within your walls ?
And, when it bows,4 stands up! Thou art left, 1 Sen. No, nor a man that fears you less than he,
Marcius : That's lesser than a little. Hark, our drums
A carbuncle entire, as big as thou art,
(Alarums afar offWere not so rich a jewel. Thou wast a soldier Are bringing forth our youth : We'll break our Even to Cato's wish, not fierce and terrible walls,
Only in strokes ; but, with thy grim looks, and Rather than they shall pound us up: our gates, The thunder-like percussion of thy sounds, Which yet seem sbut, we have but pinn’d with Thou mad'st thine enemies shake, as if the world rushes;
Were feverous and did tremble. They'll open of themselves. Hark you, far off ; [Other alarums. || Re-enter Marcius bleeding, assaulted by the
enemy. There is Aufidius ; list, what work he makes 1 Sol.
Look, sir. Amongst your cloven army.
'Tis Marcius : Mar.
O, they are at it! Let's fetch him off, or make remain alike. Lart. Their noise be our instruction.-Ladders,
(They fight, and all enter the city. ho!
SCENE V.-Within the town. A street. EnThe Volces enter, and pass over the stage.
ter certain Romans, with spoils. Mar. They fear us not, but issue forth their city Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight
1 Rom. This I will carry to Rome.
2 Rom. And I this. With hearts more proof than shields.-Advance, brave Titus :
3 Rom. A murrain on't! I took this for silver.
(Alarum continues still afar off: (1) Short (2) In the field of battle. Having sensation, feeling.
(4) When it is bent.
Enter Marcius, and Titus Lartius, with a trumpet. Mar.
Come I too late? Mar. See here these movers, that do prize their
Com. The shepherd knows not thunder from a hours
tabor, At a crack'd drachm !! Cushions, leaden spoons,
More than I know the sound of Marcius' tongue, Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would
From every meaner man's.
Come I too late?
Com. Ay, if you come not in the blood of others, them.
But mantled in your own.
0! let me clip you And hark, what noise the general makes ! - To him :
In arms as sound, as when I woo'd; in heart There is the man of my soul's hate, Aufidius,
As merry, as when our nuptial day was done, Piercing our Romans : Then, valiant Titus, take
And tapers burn'd to bedward. Convenient numbers to make good the city ;
Flower of warriors, Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will haste How is't with Titus Lartius ?
Mar. As with a man busied about decrees : To help Cominius. Lari. Worthy sir, thou bleed'st;
Condemning some to death, and some to exile; Thy exercise hath been too violent for
Ransoming him, or pitying, threat’ning the other; A second course of fight.
Holding Corioli in the name of Rome,
Even like a fawning greyhound in the leash,
Where is that slave,
Which told me they had beat Than dangerous to me: To Aufidius thus
you to your trenches ?
Where is he? Call him hither.
Let him alone, Misguide thy opposers' swords ! Bold gentleman, The mouse ne'er shunn d the cat, as they did budge Fall deep in love with thee; and her great charms | He did inform the truth: But for our gentlernen,
The common file, (A plague!—Tribunes for them!) Prosperity be thy page! Mar. Thy friend no less
From rascals worse than they.
Com. Than those she placeth highest! So farewell.
But how prevail'd you? Lart. Thou worthiest Marcius ! (Ex. Mar.
Mar. Will the time serve to tell? I do not
thinkGo, sound thy trumpet in the market-place; Call thither all the officers of the town,
Where is the enemy? Are you lords of the field? Where they shall know our mind. Away. (Exe. If not, why cease you till you are so?
Marcius, SCENE VI.--Near the camp of Cominius. En-We have at disadvantage fought, and did
ter Cominius and forces, retreating. Retire, to win our purpose. Com. Breathe you, my friends; well fought, we
Mar. How lies their battle? Know you on which
side are come off Like Romans, neither foolish in our stands,
They have plac'd their men of trust? Nor cowardly in retire : believe me, sirs,
Their The charges of our friends : -The Roman gods
heart of hope. Lead their successes as we wish our own;
Mar. That both our powers, with smiling fronts encoun- || By all the battles wherein we have fought, tering,
By the blood we have shed together, by the vows
We have made to endure friends, that you directly Enter a Messenger.
Set me against Aufidius, and his Antiates : May give you thankful sacrifice !-Thy news? And that you not delay the present ;5 but,
Mess. The citizens of Corioli have issued, Filling the air with swords advane'd, and darts, And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle: We prove this very hour. I saw our party to their trenches driven,
Though I could wish And then I came away.
You were conducted to a gentle bath, Com.
Though thou speak'st truth, | And balms applied to you, yet dare I never Methinks, thou speak'st not well. How long is't Deny your asking; take your choice of those since ?
That best can aid your action. Mess. Above an hour, my lord
Those are they Com. 'Tis not a mile; briefly we heard their || That most are willing :- If any such be here drums :
(As it were sin to doubt,) that love this painting How could'st thou in a mile confound2 an hour, Wherein you see me smear'd; if any fear And bring thy news so late?
Lesser his person than an ill report;
Spies of the Volces | If any think, brave death outweighs bad life,
Wave thus, (Waving his hand.] to express his dis-
And follow Marcius. Com.
[They all shout, and wave their swords ; take That does appear as he were flay'd? O gods !
him up in their arms, and cast up their caps He has the stamp of Marcius; and I have
O me, alone! Make you a sword of me? Before-time seen him thus.
If these shows be not outward, which of you
But is four Volces ? None of you but is
(5) Present time.
I do beseech you,