Bru. But is this true, sir? Ay; and you'll look pale Com. Who is't can blame him? Your enemies, and his, find something in him. The noble man have mercy. Com. Who shall ask it? The tribunes cannot do't for shame; the people Does of the shepherds: for his best friends, if they Men. 'Tis true: If he were putting to my house the brand To say, 'Beseech you, cease.-You have made fair hands, You, and Com your crafts! you have crafted fair! You have brought Say not, we brought it. A trembling upon Rome, such as was never Tri. Men. How! Was it we? We lov'd him; but, like beasts, And cowardly nobles, gave way to your clusters, Who did hoot him out o' th' city. But, I fear Com. As if he were his officer:-Desperation Men. Enter a troop of Citizens. Here come the clusters. And is Aufidius with him?-You are they That made the air unwholesome, when you cast And not a hair upon a soldier's head, If he could burn us all into one coal, We have deserv'd it. Cit. 'Faith, we hear fearful news. 1 Cit. For mine own part, When I said, banish him, I said, 'twas pity. 2 Cit. And so did I. very 3 Cit. And so did I; and, to say the truth, so did many of us : That we did, we did for the best: and though we willingly consented to his banishment, yet it was against our will. Com. You are goodly things, you voices! Men. You have made Good work, you and your cry!—Shall us to the Capitol? Com. O, ay; what else? [Exeunt Coм. and MEN. Sic. Go, masters, get you home, be not dismay'd; These are a side, that would be glad to have This true, which they so seem to fear. Go home, And show no sign of fear. 1 Cit. The gods be good to us! Come, masters, let's home. I ever said, we were i'th' wrong, when we banished him. 2 Cit. So did we all. But come, let's home. Bru. I do not like this news. Sic. Nor I. [Exeunt Citizens. Bru. Let's to the Capitol:-'Would, half my wealth Would buy this for a lie! Sic. Pray, let us go. [Exeunt. SCENE VII.—A camp; at a small distance from Rome. Enter AUFIDIUS, and his Lieutenant. Auf. Do they still fly to the Roman ? Lieu. I do not know what witchcraft's in him; but Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat, Their talk at table, and their thanks at end; And you are darken'd in this action, sir, Even by your own.. Auf. Of our design. He bears himself more proudlier Lieu. Yet I wish, sir, (I mean, for your particular,) you had not Auf. I understand thee well; and be thou sure, What I can urge against him. Although it seems, To th' vulgar eye, that he bears all things fairly, Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry The senators, and patricians, love him too: Rome? To expel him thence. I think, he'll be to Rome, A noble servant to them; but he could not The happy man; whether defect of judgement, From th' casque to th' cushion, but commanding peace As he controll'd the war; but, one of these, Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair To extol what it hath done. One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail; Rights by rights fouler, strengths by strengths do fail. [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I.-Rome. A publick place. Enter MENENIUS, COMINIUS, SICINIUS, BRUTUS, and others. Men. No, I'll not go: you hear, what he hath said, Which was sometime his general; who lov'd him In a most dear particular. He call'd me, father: But what o' that? Go, you that banish'd him, A mile before his tent fall down, and kneel The way into his mercy: Nay, if he coy'd To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home. Com. He would not seem to know me. Men. Do you hear? That we have bled together. Coriolanus |