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And take our friendly Senators by th' hands,
Who now are here, taking their leaves of me,
Who am prepar'd against your territories,
Though not for Rome it felf.

Cor. You bless me, Gods!
Auf. Therefore, most absolute Sir, if thou wilt have
The leading of thine own revenges, take
One half of my commission, and set down,
As best thou art experienc'd, since thou know'st
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, come in,
Let me commend thee first to those that shall
Say yea to thy desires. A thousand welcomes,
And more a friend, than e'er an enemy:
Yet, Martius, that was much. Your hand; most welcome!

SCENE V. Enter two Servants.
I Ser. Here's a strange alteration.

2 Ser. By my hand, I had thought to have strucken him with a cudgel, and yet my mind gave me, his cloches made a false report of him.

I Ser. What an arm he has ! he turn'd me about with his finger and his thumb, as one would set up a top.

2 Ser. 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 Ser. He had so : looking, as it were - would I were hanged but I thought there was more in him than I could think.

2 Ser. So did I, I'll be sworn: he fimply the rareft man i' th' world.

1 Ser. I think he is; but a greater soldier than he, you' wot one.

2 Ser. Who? my master ?
1 Ser. Nay, it's no matter for that.
2 Ser. Worth fix on him.

1 Ser. Nay, not so neither ; but I take him to be the greater soldier.

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7 Ser. 'Faith, look you, one cannot tell how to say that for the defence of a town, our General is excellent. i Ser. Ay, and for an affuult too.

Enter a rbird Servant. 3 Ser. Oh Naves, I can tell you news; news, you rascals. Borb. What, what, what ? let's partake.

3 Ser. I would not be a Roman, of all nations ; I had as lieve be a condemn'd man.

Borb. Wherefore? wherefore?

3 Ser. Why bere's he that was wont to thwack our Ge. beral, Caius Martius.

1 Ser, Why do you say, thwack our General ?

3 Ser. I do not say thwack our General, but he was always good enough for him.

2 Ser. Come, we are fellows and friends; he was ever tod hård for him, I have heard him fay fo himself.

Ser. He was too hard for him directly, to say the troth on't: before Corioli, he scotcht bim and norcht him like a carbonado.

2 Ser. And, had he been cannibally given, he might have brbil'd and eaten him too.

2 Ser, But more of thy news.

3 Ser. Why, he is so made on here within, as if he were fon and heir to Mars: set at upper end o' th' table ; no question ask'd him by any of the Senators, but they ftand bald before him. Our General himfelf makes a miftress of him, sanctifies himself with’s hands, and turns up the white o' th' eye to his discourse. But the bottom of the news is, our General is cut i'th' middle, and but one half of what he was yesterday. For the other has half, by the intreaty and grant of the whole table. He'll go, he says, and fowle the porter of Rome gates by th' ears. He will mow down all before him, and leave his passage poll do

2 Ser. And he's as like to do't as any man I can imagine.

3 Ser. Do't! he will do't: for look you, Sir, he has as many friends as enemies ; which friends, Sir, as it were dorft not (look you, Sir) Mew themselves (as we term it) bis friends, whilft he's in directitude,

Ser. Directitude! what's that?
Vol. VII,


3 Sera 1: 3 Ser. But when they shall see, Sir; his croft up again and the man in blood, they will out of their burroughs (like conies after rain) and revel all with him,

i Ser. But when goes this forward ?

Ser. To-morrow, to-day, presently, you shall have the drum ftruck up this afternoon :, 'tis as it were a parcel of their feast, and to be executed ere they wipe their lips.

2 Ser. Why then we shall have a stirring world again : this peace is worth nothing, but to ruft iron, encrease tailors, and breed ballad-makers.

í Ser. Let me have war, say I; it exceeds peace, as far as day does night; it's sprightly, waking, audible, and full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy, mullid, deaf, sleepy, insensible, a getter of more bastard children than war's a destroyer of men.

2 Ser. 'Tis so, and as war in some sort may be said to be a ravisher, so it cannot be denied, but peace is a great maker of cuckolds. i Ser. Ay, and it makes men hate one another.

3 Ser. Reason; because they then less need one another : the wars for my mony. I hope to see Romans as cheap as Volscians. They are rising, they are rising, Both. In, in, in, in.

[Exeunt. SCENE VI. RO ME.

Enter Sicinius and Brutus. Sic. We hear not of him, neither need we fear him; His remedies are tame : the present peace And quietness of the people, which before Were in wild hurry here, do make his friends Blush, that the world goes well ; who rather had, Though themselves did surfer by't, beheld Diffentious numbers pest'ring streets, than see Qur tradesmen finging in their shops, and going About their functions friendly.

Enter Menenius. · Bru. We stood to't in good time. Is this Menenius ?

Sic. 'Tis he, 'tis he : o, he is grown moft kind of late. Hail, Sir ! Men. Hail to you

both! Sic, Your Coriolanus is not much miss’d, but with his

friends ; friends; the commonwealth doth stand, and so would do, were he more angry at it.

Men. All's well, and might have been much better, if he could have temporiz’d.

Sic. Where is he, hear you ?

Men, Nay, I hear nothing :
His mother and his wife hear nothing from him.

Enter three or four Citizens.
Al. The Gods preserve you both! **
Sic. Good-e'en, neighbours. Hi 0
Bru, Good-e'en to you all, good-e’en to you all.

i Cit. Our felves, our wives, and children; on our knees Are bound to pray for you both..!.

Sic. Live and thrive!

Bru. Farewel, kind neighbours :- we wish'd Coriolanus
Had lov'd you, as we did.

All. Now the Gods keep you !
Borb Tri. Farewel, farewel. [Exeunt Citizens.

Sic. This is a happier and more comely time,
Than when these fellows ran about the streets,
Crying confufion.

Bru. Caius Martius was
A worthy officer i' th' war, but insolent,
O'er-come with pride; ambitious paft all thinking,

Sic. And affecting one fole throne,
Without affiftants.

Men. Nay, I think not so.

Sic. We had by this, to all our lamentation, If he had gone forth Conful, found it fo.

Bru. The Gods have well prevented it, and Rome
Sits safe and still without him.

Enter Ædile.
Æd. Worthy Tribunes,
There is a Nave, whom we have put in prison,
Reports the Volfciaris with two several powers
Are entred in the Roman territories,
And with the deepest malice of the war
Destroy what lyes before 'em.
Men. 'Tis Aufidius,
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Who hearing of our Martius' banishment,
Thrusts forth his horns again into the world ;
Which were in-Thelld, when Martius stood for Roma,
And durst not once peep out.

Sic. Come, what talk you of Martius ?

Bru. Go see this rumourer whipt. It cannot be,
The Volscians dare break with us.

Men, Cannot be !
We have record that very well it can,
And three examples of the like have been
Within my age.

But reason with the fellow
Before you punish him, where he heard this,

you shall chance to whip your information,
And beat the messenger who bids beware
Of what is to be dreaded,

Sit. Tell not me:
I know this cannot be.
Bru. Not possible.

Enter a Messenger.
Mef. The Nobles in great earnestness are going
All to the Senate-house; some news is come
That turns their countenances.

Sis. 'Tis this Nave:
Go whip him 'fore the people's eyes ; his railing!
Nothing but his report !

Mes. Yes, worthy Sir,
The Nave's report is seconded, and more,
More fearful is delivered.

Sic. What more fearful ?

Mes. It is spoke freely out of many mouths,
How probable I do not know, that Martius,
Join'd with Aufidius, leads a power 'gainst Rome,
And vows revenge as spacious, as between
The young'st and oldest thing.

Sic. This is most likely!

Bru. Rais'd only, that the weaker fort may will
Good Martius home again.

Sic. The very trick on't.
Men. This is unlikely.

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