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THE illustrations of this celebrated tragedy have been commenced with the original cause of the hostility between the people and CORIOLANUS; and the mobbing has been condensed as much as possible. To those who remember Kemble in this character, it may appear that some of his points have been omitted; but that is the case only where the point has been in the dialogue, and not possible to be represented in pictorial delineation.


CAIUS MARCIUS opposing the people on the subject of the gratuitous distribution of corn.

"CIT. Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our own




What's the matter, you dissentious

That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion,

Make yourselves scabs?

1 CIT. We have ever your good word.

MAR. He that will give good words to thee, will flatter Beneath abhorring.—What would you have, you curs?

What's their seeking?

MEN. For corn at their own rates; whereof they say, The city is well stored."

ACT I. S. 1.



CAIUS MARCIUS alone within the walls of Corioli.

"Following the fliers at the very heels.
With them he enters; who, upon the sudden,
Clapp'd to their gates; he is himself alone,
To answer all their city."

ACT I. S. 4.


CAIUS MARCIUS attacking AUFIDIUS, who is rescued by some Volsces.

"AUF. Officious, and not valiant-you have shamed me In your condemn'd seconds."

ACT I. S. 8.


CAIUS MARCIUS CORIOLANUS stands for consul, but by the agency of the tribunes the people rise against


"BRU. The ædiles, ho! let him be apprehended.


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Lay hold of him,

Bear him to the rock Tarpeian, and from thence
Into destruction cast him.


No; I'll die here.

(Drawing his sword.)

There's some among you have beheld me fighting;

Come, try upon yourselves what

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Down with that sword;-tribunes, withdraw

ACT III. S. 1.


CORIOLANUS going into banishment, taking leave of his family.

"COR. Come, leave your tears; a brief farewell:-the


With many heads butts me away.-Nay, mother,

Where is your ancient courage?"

ACT IV. S. 1.


CORIOLANUS goes to the house of AUFIDIUS.


If, Tullus,

Not yet thou know'st me, and seeing me, dost not

Think me for the man I am, necessity

Commands me name myself.


What is thy name?

COR. A name unmusical to Volscian ears,

And harsh in sound to thine.

My name is Caius Marcius, who hath done
To thee particularly, and to all the Volsces,
Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may
My surname, Coriolanus:

only that name remains;

The cruelty and envy of the people,

Permitted by our dastard nobles, who

Have all forsook me, hath devour'd the rest;
And suffer'd me by the voice of slaves to be
Whoop'd out of Rome.


O, Marcius, Marcius!

Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my heart

A root of ancient envy.

1 SERV. What an arm he has! he turned me about

with his finger and thumb, as one would set up a top."




CORIOLANUS being appointed General of the Volscian Forces, the Romans send and entreat peace in vain. MENENIUS is then persuaded to go, in hopes that his ancient friendship with CORIOLANUS may prevail.

"COR. Away!

MEN. HOW! Away?

COR. Wife, mother, child, I know not. My affairs Are servanted to others; though I owe

My revenge properly, my remission lies

In Volscian breasts.

Yet, for I loved thee,

Take this along; I writ it for thy sake,

And would have sent it."

ACT V. S. 2.

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