Sic. First, the gods bless you for your tidings: next, Accept my thankfulness. 491 Mes. Sir, we have all great cause to give great thanks. Sic. They are near the city ? Mes. Almost at point to enter. Sic. We'll meet them, and help the joy. [Exeunt. Enter two Senators, with the Ladies, passing over the Stage, &c. &c. Sen. Behold our patroness, the life of Rome : Call all your tribes together, praise the gods, And make triumphant fires; strew flowers before them : Unshout the noise that banish'd Marcius, Repeal him with the welcome of his mother: Cry-Welcome, ladies, welcome l All. Welcome, ladies, welcome! 500 [A Flourish with Drums and Trumpets. Exeunt. SCENE V. A publick Place in Antium. Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS, with Attendants. Auf. Go tell the lords of the city, I am here: Deliver them this paper: having read it, Bid them repair to the market-place; where I, Even in theirs and in the commons' ears, welcome ! Most 510 Enter three or four Conspirators of AUFIDIUS' Faction. 1 Con. How is it with our general? Auf. Even so, As with a man by his own alms impoison'd, And with his charity slain. 2 Con. Most noble sir, If you do hold the same intent wherein You wish'd us parties, we'll deliver you Auf. Sir, I cannot tell; We must proceed, as we do find the people. 3 Con. The people will remain uncertain, whilst 520 'Twixt you there's difference; but the fall of either Makes the survivor heir of all. Auf. I know it; And my pretext to strike at him admits A good construction. I rais'd him, and I pawn'd He bow'd his nature, never known before But to be rough, unswayable, and free. N 530 When When he did stand for consul, which he lost Auf. That I would have spoke of: Being banish'd for't, he came unto my hearth; 1 Con. So he did, my lord: The army marvell'd at it. And, in the last, Auf. There was it ; For which my sinews shall be stretch'd upon him. 540 551 [Drums and Trumpets sound, with great Shouts of the People. 1 Con. Your native town you enter'd like a post, And had no welcomes home; but he returns, Splitting the air with noise. 2 560 2 Con 2 Con. And patient fools, Whose children he hath slain, their base throats tear, With giving him glory. 3 Con. Therefore, at your vantage, Ere he express himself, or move the people With what he would say, let him feel your sword, r J But, worthy lords, have you with heed perus'd What I have written to you ? Lords. We have. 1 Lord. And grieve to hear it. What faults he made before the last, I think, Nij Enter CORIOLANUS, with Drums and Colours; the Cor. Hail, lords! I am return'd your soldier; home, 599 Our spoil, we have brought Doth more than counterpoise, a full third part, The charges of the action. With no less honour to the We have made peace, Than shame to the Romans: And we here deliver, Together with the seal o' the senate, what We have compounded on. Auf. Read it not, noble lords; But tell the traitor, in the highest degree He hath abus'd your powers. Cor. Traitor!-How now ?— Auf. Ay, traitor, Marcius. Cor. Marcius! 600 Auf. Ay, Marcius, Caius Marcius;, Dost thou think You lords and heads of the state, perfidiously 610 Breaking |