Imatges de pÓgina

Enter Coriolanus in a Gown 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 one's, by two's, and by three's. He's to make his requests by particulars, wherein every one of us has a single honour, in giving him our own voices with our own tongues : therefore follow me, and I'll direct


go by him.

All. Content, content.
Men. Oh, Sir, you are not right; have you not

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 From noise of our own drums.

Men. Oh me, the Gods ! You must not speak of that; you must desire them To think upon you.

Cor. Think upon me? hang 'em. I would, they would forget me, like the Virtues Which our Divines lose by 'em.

Men. You'll mar all. I'll leave you: pray you, speak to 'em, I pray you, In wholesome manner.

(Exit Citizens approach. Cor. Bid them wash their faces, And keep their teeth clean.-So, here comes a brace: You know the cause, Sirs, of my standing here. i Cit. We do, Sir; tell us what hath brought you

to't, Cor. Mine own desert. 2 Git. Your own desert?


Cor. Ay, not mine own desire.
i Cit. How! not your own defire ?

Gor. No, Sir, 'twas never my desire yet to trouble the Poor with begging.

1 Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing, we hope to gain by you.

Cor. Well then, I pray, your price o'th' Consulship? ı Çit. The price is, to ask it kindly.

Cor. Kindly, Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to shew you, which shall be yours in private : your good voice, Sir; what say you?

2 Cit. You shall ha't, worthy Sir.

Cor. A match, Sir; there's in all two worthy voices begg'd: I have your alms, adieu.

i Cit. But this is something odd. 2 Cit. An 'twere to give again :-but'tis no matter.


Two other Citizens. Cor. Pray you now, if it may stand with the tune of your voices, that I may be Consul, I have here the customary Gown.

i Cit. You have deserved nobly of your Country, and you have not deserved nobly.

Cor. Your ænigma.

i Cit. You have been a scourge to her enemies ; you have been a rod to her friends; you have not, indeed, loved the common People.

Cor. You should account me the more virtuous, that I have not been common in my love: I will, Sir, flatter


sworn Brother, the People, to earn a dearer estimation of them ; 'tis a condition they account gentle : and since the wisdoin of their choice is rather to have my cap than my heart, I will practise the infinuating nod, and be off to them most counterfeitly; that is, Sir, I will counterfeit the bewitchment of some popular Man, and give it bountifully to the Defires : therefore, beseech you, I may be Consul..

you no further.

2 Cit. We hope to find you our Friend; and therefore give you our voices heartily.

i Čit. You have received many wounds for your Country.

Cor. I will not seal your knowledge with shewing them. I will make much of your voices, and so trouble

Both. The Gods give you joy, Sir, heartily! (Exeunt.

Cor. Most sweet voices-
Better it is to die, better to ftarve,
Than crave the hire, which first we do deserve.
Why in this woolvilh Gown should I ftand here,
To beg of Hob and Dick, that do appear,
Their needless Vaucher? Custom calls me to't -
What Custom wills in all things, should we do't,
The dust on antique time would lie unswept,
And mountainous error be too highly heapt,
For truth to o'er-peer:-

-Rather than fool it so,
let the high Office and the Honour go
To one that would do thus.—I am half through ;
The one part suffer'd, the other will I do.

Three Citizens more.
Here come more voice.
Your voices for your voices I have fought,
Watch'd for your voices; for your voices,

bear Of wounds two dozen and odd : battles thrice lix I've seen, and heard of: for your voices, have Done many things, some less, some more:

your voices : Indeed, I would be Conful.

i Cit. He has done nobly, and cannot go without any honest man's voice.

2 Cit. Therefore let him be Conful, the Gods give him joy, and make him a good friend to the People. All. Amen, amen. God save thee, noble Consul.

Cor. Worthy voices !
Vol. VIII,


Enter Mencnius, with Brutus and Sicinius. Men. You've stood your limitation: and the Tribune, Endue you with the people's voice. Remains, That in th' official marks invested, you, Anon to meet the Senate.

Cor. Is this done?

Sic. The Custom of Request you have discharg'd:
The people do admit you, and are summon'd
To meet anon, upon your approbation.

Cor. Where? at the Senate-house ?
Sic. There, Coriolanus.
Cor. May I change these garments ?
Sic. You

(again, Cor. That I'll straight do: and, knowing myself Repair to th' Senate-house.

Men. I'll keep you company. Will you along?
Bru. We stay here for the people.
Sic. Fare you well. (Exeunt Coriol, and Men.

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He has it now, and by his looks, methinks, 'Tis warm at's heart,

Bru. With a proud heart he wore His humble Weeds: will you dismiss the people ?

Enter Plebeians. Sic. How now, my masters, have you chose this man? i Cit. He has our voices, Sir. Bru. We pray the Gods, he may deserve our loves!

2 Cit. Amen, Sir: to my poor unworthy notice, He mock'd us, when he beggd our voices.

3 Cit. Certainly he flouted, us down-right. 1 Cit. No, 'tis his kind of speech, he did not mock us. ..Cit. Not one amongit us, save yourself but says, He us d us fcornfully: he should have fhew'd us His marks of merit, wounds receiv'd for's Country.

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Sic. Why, so he did, I am sure.
All. No, no man saw 'em.
3 Cit. He said, he'd wounds, which he could shew

in private ;
And with his cap, thus waving it in fcorn,
I would be Conful, says he: aged Custom,
But by your voices, will not so permit me;
Your voices therefore : when we granted that,

I thank


voices thank youYour most sweet voices

you voices, I have nothing further with you

Wa'n't this
Sic. Why, either, were you ignorant to see't?
Or, seeing it, of such childish friendliness
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 servant to the State,
He was your enemy; ftill fpake against
Your liberties, and charters that


I'th' body of the weal: and now arriving
At place of potency, and fway o'th' State,
If he should still inalignantly remain
Fast foe to the Plebeians, your voices might
Be curses to yourselves. You should have said,
That as his worthy deeds did claim no less
Than what he stood for; fo his gracious Nature
Would think upon you for your voices, and
Translate his malice towords you into love,
Standing your friendly lord.

Sic. Thus to have said,

you were fore-advis'd, had touch'd his spirit, And try'd his inclination ; from him pluckt Either his gracious promise, which you might, As cause had call'd you up, have held him to ; Or else it would have gall’d his furly nature ;


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