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I'll know no further:
Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death,
That do distribute it; In the name o'the people,
In peril of precipitation
From off the rock Tarpeian, never more
To enter our Rome gates: I'the people's name,
It shall be so,
It shall be so; let him away: he's banish'd,
And so it shall be.
Com. Hear me,my masters,and my common friends ;Sic. He's sentenc'd: no more hearing.
Com. Let me speak: I have been consul, and can show from Rome, Her enemies' marks upon me. I do love My country's good, with a respect more tender, More holy, and profound, than mine own life, My dear wife's estimate, her womb's increase, And treasure of my loins: then if I would Speak that
We know your drift: Speak what? Bru. There's no more to be said, but he is banish'd, As enemy to the people, and his country:
It shall be so.
It shall be so, it shall be so.
Cor. You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o'the rotten fens, whose loves I-prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts! Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Fan you into despair! Have the
power still To banish your defenders; till, at length, Your ignorance (which finds not, till it feels), Making not reservation of yourselves
(Still your own foes), deliver you, as most
That won you without blows! Despising,
[Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, Menenius,
Edi. The people's enemy is gone, is gone!
Sic. Go, see him out at gates, and follow him,
Cit. Come, come, let us see him out at gates; come:The gods preserve our noble tribunes!-Come.
SCENE I. The same. Before a Gate of the City. Enter CORIOLANUS, VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, MENENIUS, COMINIUS, and several young Patricians.
Cor. Come, leave your tears; a brief farewell :-the beast
With many heads butts me away.-Nay, mother,
The heart that conn'd them.
Vir. O heavens! O heavens!
Nay, I pr'ythee, woman,
And occupations perish!
What, what, what!
I shall be lov'd, when I am lack'd. Nay, mother,
And venomous to thine eyes.-My sometime general,
As 'tis to laugh at them.-My mother, you wot well,
Like to a lonely dragon, that his fen
Makes fear'd, and talk'd of more than seen), your son Will, or exceed the common, or be caught
With cautelous baits and practice.
O the gods!
Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thee Where thou shalt rest, 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'the absence of the needer.
Fare ye well:-
While I remain above the ground, you shall
As any ear can hear.-Come, let's not weep.-
From these old arms and legs, by the good gods,
Give me thy hand :
SCENE II. The same. A Street near the Gate.
Enter SICINIUS, BRUTUS, and an Edile.
Sic. Bid them all home; he's gone, and we'll no further.
The nobility are vex'd, who, we see, have sided
In his behalf.
Let us seem humbler after it is done,
Than when it was a doing.
Now we have shown our power,
Bid them home:
Say, their great enemy is gone,
Dismiss them home.
Keep on your way.
Vol. O, you're well met: The hoarded plague o'the Requite your love! Men.
[gods 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? [To Brutus.