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Would'st thou have laugh’d, had I come coffin'd
home, That weep'st to see me triumph ? ah, my Dear, Such eyes
the widows in Corioli wear, And mothers that lack sons.
Men. Now the Gods crown thee!
[To Valeria. Vol. I know not where to turn. O welcome home; And welcome, General! y'are welcome all.
Men. A hundred thousand welcomes: I could weep, And I could laugh, I'm light and heavy!-wel
Com. Ever right.
Cor. Your hand, and yours.
Vol. I have lived,
Cor. Know, good Mother, I
[Exeunt in State, as before.
S CE N E IV.
Brutus, and Sicinius, come forward.
Sic, On the sudden,
Bru. Then our Office may,
Sic. He cannot temp’rately transport his honours,
Bru. In That there's comfort.
Sic. Doubt not,
Bru. I heard him swear.
Appear i'th' market-place, nor on him put
Sic. 'Tis right.
Bru. It was his word: oh, he would miss it, rather
Sic. I wish no better,
Bru. 'Tis most like, he will.
Sic. It shall be to him then, as our good wills, A sure destruction.
Bru. So it must fall out To him, or our authorities. For an end, We must suggest the people, in what hatred He still hath held them; that to's power he would Have made them mules, filenc'd their Pleaders, and Disproperty d their freedoms : holding them, In human action and capacity, Of no more soul nor fitness for the world, Than camels in their war; who have their provender Only for bearing burdens, and fore blows For sinking under them.
Sic. This, as you say, suggested
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. You're sent for to the Capitol: 'tis thought,
To hear him speak; the Matrons flung their gloves,
Bru. Let's to the Capitol,
with us ears and eyes for th' time, But hearts for the event. Sic. Have with you.
S CE N E V.
Changes to the Capitol.
many stand for Consultips? 2 Off. Three, they say; but 'tis thought of every one, Coriolanus will carry i
rit. 1 0f. That's a brave Fellow, but he's vengeance proud, and loves not the common People,
2 Off. 'Faith, there have been many great Men that have flatter'd the People, who ne'er lov'd them; and there be many that they have loved, they know not wherefore ; so that, if they love they know not why, they hate upon no better a ground. Therefore, for Coriolanus neither to care whether they love, or hate him, manifests the true knowledge he has in their difpofition, and out of his noble carelessness lets them
i Off. If he did not care whether he had their love or no, he wav'd indifferently 'twixt doing them neither good, nor harm: but he seeks their hate with greater devotion than they can render it him ; and leaves nothing undone, that may fully discover him their opposite. Now to seem to affect the malice and displeasure of the People, is as bad as
That, which he dislikes, to flatter them for their love.
2 Off. He hath deserved worthily of his Country: and his ascent is not by such easy degrees as those, who have been supple and courteous to the People; bonnetted, without any further deed to heave them at all into their estimation and report: but he hath so planted his honours in their eyes, and his actions in their hearts, that for their tongues to be silent, and not confess so much, were a kind of ingrateful injury; to report otherwise, were a malice, that, giving itself the lie, would pluck reproof and rebuke from ev'ry ear that heard it.
i Off. No more of him, he is a worthy Man: make way, they are coming.
S CE N E VI. Enter the Patricians, and the Tribunes of the People,
Liftors before them; Coriolanus, Menenius, Cominius the Consul: Sicinius and Brutus take their places
by themselves. Men. HAYING determind of the Volcians, and
it As the main point of this our after-meeting, To gratify his noble service, that Hathihus stood for his country. Therefore, please you, Most reverend and grave Elders, to desire The present Conful, and last General, In our well-found successes, to report A little of that worthy Work perform'd By Caius Marcius Coriolanus; whom We met here, both to thank, and to remember With honours like himself.
i Sen. Speak, good Cominius ; Leave nothing out for length, and make us think, Rather our State's defective for requital, Than we to stretch it out. Masters o'th' People,