Dramatis Perfonæ. CA AIUS Marcius Coriolanus, a noble Roman, hated by the common People. Generals against the Volfcians, and Titus Lartius, S Friends to Coriolanus. Menenius Agrippa, Friend to Coriolanus. Tribunes of the People, and enemies to Coriolanus. Junius Brutus, Tullus Aufidius, General of the Volfcians. Young Marcius, Son to Coriolanus. / Volumnia, Mother to Coriolanus. Roman and Volfcian Senators, Ediles, Lictors, Soldiers, Common People, Servants to Aufidius, and other Attendants. The SCENE is partly in Rome; and partly in the Territories of the Volfcians, and Antiates. CORIOLANUS. ACTI. SCENE, A Street in Rome. Enter a company of mutinous Citizens with ftaves, clubs, and other weapons. B I CITIZ E N. EFORE we proceed any further, hear me fpeak. All. Speak, fpeak. 1 Cit. You are all resolv'd rather to die, than to famish? All. Refolv'd, refolv'd. 1 Cit. First, you know, Caius Marcius is the chief enemy to the people. All. We know't, we know't. 1 Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have Corn at our own price. Is't a Verdict? All. No more talking on't, let't be done; away, away. 2 Cit. One word, good Citizens. 1 Cit. We are accounted poor Citizens; the Patricians, good: what Authority furfeits on, would relieve us: if they would yield us but the fuperfluity, while it B 2 were 1 were wholesome, we might guefs, they relieved us humanely but they think, we are too dear; the leannefs that afflicts us, the object of our mifery, is as an inventory to particularize their abundance; our fufferance is a gain to them. Let us revenge this with our Pikes, ere we become Rakes: for the Gods know, I fpeak this in hunger for bread, not in thirft for re venge. 2 Cit. Would you proceed especially against Caius Marcius? All. Against him firft: he's a very dog to the Commonalty. 2 Cit. Confider you, what fervices he has done for his Country? 1 Cit. Very well, and could be content to give him good report for't; but that he pays himself with being proud. All. Nay, but fpeak not maliciously. 1 Cit. I fay unto you, what he hath done famoufly, he did it to that end; though soft-conscienc'd Men can be content to fay, it was for his Country; he did it to please his Mother, and to be partly proud; which he is, even to the altitude of his virtue. 2 Cit. What he cannot help in his nature, you account a vice in him: you must in no way fay, he is covetous. 1 Cit. If I muft not, I need not be barren of accufations; he hath faults, with furplus, to tire in repetition. [Shouts within.] What fhouts are those? the other fide o'th' City is rifen; why stay we prating here? To the Capitol All. Come, come. 1 Cit. Soft-who comes here? Enter Menenius Agrippa. 2 Cit. Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one that hath always lov'd the People. Cit. He's one honest enough; 'would, all the rest were fo! Men. What Work's, my Countrymen, in hand? where go you With |