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Droop not; adieu : farewel, my wife ! my mother !
Vol. My first Son,
before thee. Cor. O the Gods !
Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thee Where thou shalt reft, that thou may'st hear of us, And we of thee. So, if the time thrust forth, A Cause for thy Repeal, we shall not send O'er the vast world, to seek a single man; And lose advantage, which doth ever cool I th' absence of the needer. Cor. Fare
But what is like me formerly.
Men. That's worthily
foot. Cor. Give me thy hand.
Exeunt. SCENE II. Enter Sicinius and Brutus, with the Ædile. Sic. ID them all home, he's gone; and we'll no:
further. Vex'd are the Nobles, who, we see, have fided In his behalf.
Bru. Now we have shewn our Power,
Sic. Bid them home;
Bru. Dismiss them home.
Enter Volumnia, Virgilia, and Menenius. Sic. Let's not meet her. Bru. Why? Sic. They say, she's mad. Bru. They have ta’en note of us: keep on your
way. Vol. Oh, y'are well met: The horded plague o'th' Gods requite your love !
Men. Peace, peace; be not so loud.
Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should hear Nay, and you shall hear some.-Will you be gone? You shall stay too.
Virg. I would, I had the power. To say so to my. Husband.
Sic. Are you mankind ? Vol. Ay, fool: is that a shame? note but this fool. Was not a Man my Father? hadst thou foxship To banish him that struck' niore blows for Rome. Than thou haft fpoken words
Sic, Oh blessed heav'ns !
Vol. More noble blows, than ever thou wise words,
Sic. What then ?
Vol. Bastards, and all.
Men. Come, come, peace.
Sic. I would, he had continued to his Country
Bru. I would, he had.
incens'd the rabble : Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth, As I can of those mysteries which Heav'n Will not have Earth to know.
Bru. Pray let us go
Vol. Now, pray, Sir, get you gone. You've done a brave deed: ere you go, hear this : As far as doth the Capitol exceed The meanest house in Rome; so far my Son, This Lady's Husband here, this, (do you see) Whom you have banish'd, does exceed you all.
Bru. Well, well, we'll leave you.
Vol. Take my prayers with you,
my curses ! Could I meet 'em
But once a-day, it would unclog my heart
Men. You've told them home,
Vol. Anger's my meat, I sup upon myself, And so shall starve with feeding: come, let's go, Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do, In anger, Juno like: come, come, fie, fie! [Exeunt.
S CE N E III.
Changes to ANTIUM.
narneI think, is Adrian.
Rom. I am a Roman, but my services are as you are, against 'em.
Know you me yet?
Vol. You had more beard when I last saw you, but your favour is well appeal'd by your tongue. What's the news in Rome? I have a Note from the Volscian Slate to find you out there. You have well fay'd me a day's journey.
Rom. There hath been in Rome strange insurrections: the People against the Senators, Patricians, and Nobles.
Vol. Hath been ! is it ended then? our State thinks not so: they are in a most warlike preparation, and hope to come upon them in the heat of their division.
Rom. The main blaze of it is paft, but a small thing would make it flame again. For the Nobles receive so 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 ?
Vol. You will be welcome with this intelligence, Nicanor.
Rom. The day ferves well for them now. I have heard it said, the fittest time to corrupt a man's Wife, is when she'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 chuse. I am most fortunate, thus accidentally to encounter you. You have ended my bufiness, and I will merrily accompany you home.
. Rom. I shall between this and supper iell you most strange things from Rome; all tending to the good of their Adversaries. Have you an army ready, fay
Vol. A most royal one. The Centurions and their Charges diftin&tly billeted, already in the entertainment, and to be on foot at an hour's warning,
Rom. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, and am the man, I think, that fhall set them in present action. So, Sir, heartily well met, and most glad of your company:
Vol. You take my Part for me, Sir, I have the most cause to be glad of yours. Rom. Well, let us go together.
[Exeunt. Enter Coriolanus in mean Apparel, disguis’d and muffled.
Cor. A goodly City is this Antium.-City, 'Tis I, that made thy widows : Many an heir Of these fair edifices for my wars Have I heard groan, and drop: then know Me not, Lest that thy Wives with spits, and boys with stones, In puny battle slay me. Save you, Sir. D5