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When, by and by, the din of war gan pierce
Worthy man! First Sen. He cannot but with measure fit the
Our spoils he kick'd at,
He's right noble:
I do owe them still
It then remains
I do beseech you,
Plutarch undergarment. North transtells that suitors went in a toga lated Amyot's rendering of this,
the principal and peculiarly 'un robbe simple, sans saye Roman garment
without a dessoules,' by 'a simple gown tunica, or woollen sleeveless without any coat under it.'
Put on the gown, stand naked and entreat them, For my wounds' sake, to give their suffrage: please
you That I may pass this doing. Sic.
Sir, the people Must have their voices ; neither will they bate
: One jot of ceremony. Men.
Put them not to't:
to the custom and Take to you, as your predecessors have, Your honour with
It is a part
that? Cor. To brag unto them, thus I did, and thus; Show them the unaching scars which I should hide, As if I had received them for the hire Of their breath only! Men.
Do not stand upon 't. We recommend to you, tribunes of the people, Our purpose to them : and to our noble consul Wish we all joy and honour. Senators. To Coriolanus come all joy and honour! [Flourish of cornets. Exeunt all
but Sicinius and Brutus. Bru. You see how he intends to use the people. Sic. May they perceive's intent! He will
Come, we 'll inform them
Enter seven or eight Citizens. First Cit. Once, if he do require our voices, we ought not to deny him.
Sec. Cit. We may, sir, if we will.
Third Cit. We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is a power that we have no power to do; for if he show us his wounds and tell us his deeds, we are to put our tongues into those wounds and speak for them ; so, if he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous, and for the lo multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude; of the which we being members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous members.
First Cit. And to make us no better thought of, a little help will serve ; for once we stood up about the corn, he himself stuck not to call us the many-headed multitude.
Third Cit. We have been called so of many; not that our heads are some brown, some black, some abram, some bald, but that our wits are so diversely coloured : and truly I think if all our wits were to issue out of one skull, they would fly east, west, north, south, and their consent of one direct way should be at once to all the points o' the compass. Sec. Cit. Think you so ?
Which way do you judge my wit would fly?
Third Cit. Nay, your wit will not so out as another man's will; 'tis strongly wedged 30 I. Once, once for all.
21. abram, auburn.
up in a block-head, but if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, 'southward.
Sec. Cit. Why that way?
Third Cit. To lose itself in a fog, where being three parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would return for conscience sake, to help to get thee a wife.
Sec. Cit. You are never without your tricks : you may, you may.
Third Cit. Are you all resolved to give your 40 voices ? But that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I
if he would incline to the people, there was never a worthier man. Enter CORIOLANUS in a gown of humility,
with MENENIUS. Here he comes, and in the gown of humility : mark his behaviour. We are not to stay all together, but to come by him where he stands, by ones, by twos, and by threes. He's to make his requests by particulars; wherein every one of us has a single honour, in giving him our own voices with
own tongues : therefore follow me, and I'll direct you how you shall go by him.
All. Content, content. [Exeunt Citizens. Men. O sir, you are not right: have you not
known The worthiest men have done 't ? Cor.
What must I say? 'I pray, sir,'— Plague upon't! I cannot bring My tongue to such a pace :-'Look, sir, my
wounds! I got them in my country's service, when Some certain of your brethren roar'd and ran 48. by particulars, to each of us individually.
From the noise of our own drums.'
O me, 'the gods! 60
Think upon me! hang 'em!
You 'll mar all :
Bid them wash their faces And keep their teeth clean. [Re-enter two of the Citizens. ] So, here
a brace. [Re-enter a Third Citizen.] You know the cause, sir, of my standing here.
Third Cit. We do, sir; tell us what hath brought you to 't.
Cor. Mine own desert.
Cor. No, sir, 'twas never my desire yet to trouble the poor with begging.
Third Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing, we hope to gain by you.
Cor. Well then, I pray, your price o' the consulship?
First Cit. The price is to ask it kindly.
Cor. Kindly! Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to show you, which shall be yours in private. Your good voice, sir; what say you ?
Sec. Cit. You shall ha't, worthy sir.
Cor. A match, sir. There's in all two worthy voices begged. I have your alms: adieu.
64. lose by 'em, i.e. preach to 73. Fg and F. print not for them in vain.