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Not yet thou know'st me, and seeing me, dost not
Auf: Say, what's thy name?
Cor. My name is Caius Marcius, who hath done
fight more valiantly, who know the force of their enemie, than such as haue neuer proued it. And if it be to that thou dare not, and that thou art wearye to proue fortune any more, then am I also weary to liue any longer. And it were no wisdome in thee, to save the life of him, who hath bene heretofore thy mortall enemic, and whose feruice now can nothing helpe nor pleasure thee." STEEVENS.
a good memory,] The Oxford editor, not knowing that memory was used at that time for memorial, alters it to memorial. JOHNSON. See the preceding note, and Vol. IIl. p. 146, n. 7. MALONE. 2
To be full quit of those my banishers,
Auf. O Marcius, Marcius,
6 A beart of wreak in thee,–] A heart of resentment. JOHNSON. Wreak is an ancient term for revenge. So, in Titus Andronicus:
“ Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude."
« She saith that hir selfe she sholde
with ebe spleen
Of all ebe under fiends.] Shakspeare, by imputing a stronger degree of inveteracy to subordinate fiends, seems to intimate, and very justly, that malice of revenge is more predominant in the lower than the upper clafies of society. This circumstance is repeatedly exemplified in the conduct of Jack Cade and other heroes of the mob. STEEVENS.
This appears to me to be refining too much. Under fiends in this passage does not mean, as I conceive, fiends subordinare, or in an in. ferior station, but infernal fiends. So, in K. Henry VI. P. I.
“Now, ye familiar spirits, that are called
“ Out of the powerful regions under earth," &c. In Shakspeare's time fome fiends were supposed to inhabit the air, others to dwell under ground, &c. MALONE. $ 4
A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter
Had 9 And scarr'd tbe moon --] Thus the old copy, and, I believe, rightiy: The modern editors read scar'd, that is, frightened; a reading to which the following line in K. Ricbard III. certainly adds some support :
~ Amaze the welkin with your broken staves." MALONE, 1- never man
Sigh'd truer breath ;] The same expresion is found in our author's Venus and Adonis :
“ I'll sigb celestial breath, whose gentle wind
« Shall cool che heat of this descending sun." Again, in The Two Noble Kinsmen, by Fletcher, 1634 :
Lover never yet made figh « Truer than I." MALONE. - Tbou haft beat me out Twelve several times,] Our here means, I believe, full, complete.
MALONE. 3 And wak'd balf dead-] Unless the two preceding lines be conGidered as parenthetical, here is another instance of ous author's con
Had we no other quarrel else to Rome, but that
Cor. You bless me, Gods !
Auf. Therefore, most absolute fir, if thou wilt have The leading of thine own revenges, take The one half of my commillion; and set down, As best thou art experienc’d, since thou know'it Thy country's strength and weakness,-thine own ways; Whether to knock against the gates of Rome, Or rudely visit them in parts remote, To fright them, ere destroy. But come in: Let me commend thee firit to those, that shall Say, yea, to thy defires. A thousand welcomes ! And more a friend than e'er an enemy; Yet, Marcius, that was much. Your hand! Most wel.
come ! [Exeunt CORIOLANUS, and AUPidius. 1. Serv. [advancing. ] Here's a strange alteration!
2. Serv. By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with a cudgel; and yet my mind gave me, his clothes made a report of him.
1. Serv. What an arm he has ! He turn'd me about with his finger and his thumb, as one would set up a top.
2. Serv. Nay, I knew by his face that there was something in him : He had, sir, a kind of face, methought, I cannot tell how to term it.
1. Serv. He had so; looking, as it were,—'Would I were hang'd, but I thought there was more in him than I could think. cluding a sentence, as if the former part had been constructed differently. “We have been down," muft be confidered as if he had written-I have been down with you, in my feep, and wak’d, &c. See P: 76, n. 8; and Vol. III. p. 356, n. 8, and p. 466, n. 9. MALONE.
2. Serv. So did I, I'll be sworn: He is simply the rareft man i' the world.
1. Serv. I think, he is : but a greater soldier than he, you wot one.
2. Serv. Who? my master?
1. Serv. Nay, not so neither; but I take him to be the greater soldier.
2. Serv. 'Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that: for the defence of a town, our general is excellent. 1. Serv. Ay, and for an assault too.
Re-enter third Servant. 3. Serv. O, slaves, I can tell you news; news, you rase cals.
1. 2. Serv. What, what, what? let's partake.
3. Serv. I would not be a Roman, of all nations ; I had as lieve be a condemn'd man.
1.2. Serv. Wherefore? wherefore ?
3. Serv. Why, here's he that was wont to thwack our general, Caius Marcius.
1. Serv. Why do you say, thwack our general ?
3. Serv. I do not say, thwack our general; but he was always good enough for him.
2. Serv. Come, we are fellows, and friends: he was ever too hard for him ; I have heard him say so himself.
1. Serv. He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth on't: before Corioli, he scotch'd him and notch'd him like a carbonado.
2. Serv. An he had been cannibally given, he might have broil'd and eaten him too4.
1. Serv. But, more of thy news?
3. Serv. Why, he is so made on here within, as if he were son and heir to Mars : set at upper end o' the table: no queition ask'd him by any of the senators, but they stand bald before him: Our general himself makes a mil
be might bave broild and eaten bim 100.] The old copy reads build. The change was made by Mr. Pope MALONE.