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'Twere a perpetual spoil; and 'till we callid Both Field and City ours, he never stood To ease his breast with panting.

Men. Worthy Man !

i Sen. He cannot but with measure fit the Honours, Which we devise him.

Com. Our spoils he kick'd at,
And look'd upon things precious, as they were
The common muck o'th' world : he covers less
Than Misery itself would give, rewards
His deeds with doing them, and is content
To spend his time to end it.

Men. He's right noble,
Let him be called for.

Sen. Call Coriolanus.
Of. He doth appear.

Enter Coriolanus.
Men. The Senate, Coriolanus, are well pleas'd
To make thee Consul.

Cor. I do owe them still
My life, and services.

Men. It then remains
That you do speak to th' People.

Cor. I beseech you,
Let me o'er-leap that Custom; for I cannot
Put on the Gown, stand naked, and entreat them,
For my wounds' fake, to give their fuffrages :

may pass this doing.
Sic. Sir, the People must have their voices,
Nor will they bate one jot of ceremony.

Men. Put them not to't: pray, fit you to the Cu

you, that I


And take t'ye, as your Predecessors have,
Your Honour with your form.

Cor. It is a Part
That I shall blush in acting, and might well
Be taken from the People.
Bru. Mark


That ? Cor. To brag unto them, thus I did, and thus,




Shew them th' unaking scars, which I would hide,
As if I had receiv'd them for the hire
Of their breath only

Men. Do not stand upon't:
We recommend t'ye, Tribunes of the People,
Our purpose to them, and to our noble Consul
Wish we all joy and honour.
Sen. To Coriolanus come all joy and honour !

[Flourish Cornets. Then Exeunt.

Manent Sicinius and Brutus.
Bru. You see, how he intends to use the People.
Sic. May they perceive's intent! he will require

As if he did contemn what he requested
Should be in them to give.

Bru. (13) Come, we'll inform them
Of our proceedings here : on th' market place,
I know, they do attend us.


SCENE changes to the Forum.

Enter seven or eight Citizens,
Cit. NCE, if he do require our voices, we ought

not to deny him.
2 Cit. We may, Sir, if we will.

3 Cit. We have Power in our selves to do it, but it is a Power that we have no Power to do; for if he thew us his wounds, and tell us his deeds, we are to put our tongues into those wounds, and speak for them :

(13) Conse, we'll inform them

of our Proceedings here on th' Market place,

I know they do attend us.) But the Tribunes were not now on the Market-place, but in the Capitol. The Pointing only wants to be rectified, and we hall know what this Magistrate would say, viz. Come, I know, the People attend us in the Forum; we'll go and inform them what Proceedings have been here in the Senate.


fo, if he tells us his noble deeds, we must also tell him our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous; and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a moniter of the multitude; of the which, we being Members, should bring our felves to be monstrous Members.

i Cit. And to make us no better thought of, a little help will serve : for once, when We stood up about the Corn, he himself stuck not to call us the many-headed multitude.

3 Cit. We have been call’d so of many; not that our heads are some brown, fome black, some auburn, some bald; but that our wits are so diversly colour'd;

and truly, I think, if all our wits were to issue out of one scull, they would fly East, West, North, South ; and their consent of one direct way would be at once to all Points o'th' Compass.

2 Cit. Think you so i which way, do you judge, my wit would fly ?

3 Cit. Nay, your wit will not so foon out as another man's will, 'tis strongly wedg’d up in a blockhead; but if it were at liberty, 'cwould, fure, southward.

2 Cit. Why that way?

3 Cit. To lose it self in a fog ; where being three parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would return for conscience fake, to help to get thee a Wife. 2 Cit. You are never without


you may, you may

3 Cit. Are you all resolved to give your voices ? but that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I say, if he would incline to the People, there was never a worthier Man.

Enter Coriolanus in a Gown, with Menenius. Here he comes, and in the Gown of Humility ; mark his behaviour : we are not to stay all together, but to come by him where he stands, by one's, by two's, and by three's. He's to make his requests by particulars, wherein every one of us has a single honour, in giving R 4


go by

him our own voices with our own tongues : there fore follow me, and I'll direct


shall him.

All. Content, content.
Men. Oh, Sir, you are not right; have you not

The worthieft Men have done't ?

Cor. What must I fay?
I pray, Sir, – plague upon't, I cannot bring
My tongue to such a pace! Look, Sir, - my wounds

got them in my Country's service, when Some certain of your Brethren roar'd, and ran From noise of our own drums,

Men. Oh me, the Gods !
You must not speak of that ; you muft desire them
To think upon you.

Cor. Think upon me? hang 'em.
I would, they would forget me, like the Virtues
Which our Divines lose by 'em.

Men. You'll mar all.
I'll leave you : pray you, speak to 'em, I pray you,
In wholsome manner.

[Exit. Citizens approach. Cor. Bid them wash their faces, And keep their teeth clean. So, here comes a brace; You know the cause, Sirs, of my ftanding here. i Cit. We do, Sir ; tell us what hath brought you

to't. Cor. Mine own desert. 2 Cit. Your own desert ? Cor. Ay, not mine own desire. 1 Cit. How ! not your own desire ?

Cor. No, Sir, 'twas never my desire yet to trouble the Poor with begging.

i Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing, we hope to gain by you. Cor. Well then, I pray, your price o'th' Consul

ship? i Cit. The price is, to ask it kindly:



Cor. Kindly, Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to Thew you, which shall be yours in private : your good voice, Sir ; what say you?

2 Cit. You shall ha't, worthy Sir.

Cor. A match, Sir; there's in all two worthy voices begg'd: I have your alms, adieu.

i Cit. But this is something odd.
2 Cit. An 'twere to give again :-but'tis no matter.

Two other Citizens.
Cor. Pray. you now, if it may stand with the tune of
your voices, that I may be Consul, I have here the cu-
stomary Gown.

1 Cit. You have deserved nobly of your Country, and you have not deserved nobly.

Cor. Your ænigma.

i Cit. You have been a scourge to her enemies ; you have been a rod to her friends; you have not, indeed, loved the common People.

Cor. You should account me the more virtuous, that I have not been common in my love; I will, Sir, flatter my sworn Brother, the People, to earn a dearer eftimation of them ; 'tis a condition they account gentle : and fince the wisdom of their choice is rather to have my cap than my heart, I will practise the insinuating nod, and be off to them most counterfeitly: that is, Sir, I will counterfeit the bewitchment of some popular Man, and give it bountifully to the Desirers: therefore, beseech



be Consul.
2 Cit. We hope to find you our Friend; and there.
fore give you our voices heartily.

i Cit. You have received many wounds for your Country.

Cor. I will not seal your knowledge with shewing them. I will make much of your voices, and so trouble you no further. Both. The Gods give you joy, Sir, heartily!

[ Excunt.

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