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1 Cit. I say unto you, what he hath done famously,
he did it to that end : though soft conscienc'd men can SCENE. 1.- Rome. A Strect. Enter a company of be content to say, it was for his country, he did it to
mutinous Citizens, with staves, clubs, and other please his mother, and to be partly proud ; which he zcapons.
is, even to the altitude of his virtue. 1 Citizen.
2 Cit. What he cannot help in his nature, you acBEFORE we proceed any further, hear me speak.covetous.
count a vice in him : You must in no way say, he is Cil. Speak, speak. [Several speaking at once.
1 Cit. If I must not, I need not be barren of accusa1 Cit. You are all resolved rather to die, than to cions; he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetifarnish?
tion. (Shauts within.) What shouts are these? The Cit. Resolved, r solved.
other side o'the city is risen: Why stay we prating 1 Cit. First you know, Caius Marcius is chief enemy here? to the capitol. to the people.
Cit. Come, come. Cit. We know't, we know't.
1 Cit. Soft; who comes here? 1 Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our
Enter Menenius Agrippa. own price. Is't a verdict ? Cil. No more talking on't; let it be done : away, 2 Cit. Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one that hath al
ways loved the people. 2 Cit. One word, good citizens.
1 Cit. He's one honest enough; 'Would all the rest 1 Cit. We are accounted poor citizens ; the patri- were so ! cians, good: What authority surfeits on, would relieve Men. What works, my countrymen, in hand? us; If they would yield us but the superfluity, while
Where go you it were wholesome, we might guess, they relieved us With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you. humanely; but they think, we are too dear: the lean- 1 Cit. Our business is not unknown to the senate ; ness that afflicts us, the object of our misery, is as an they have had inkling, this fortnight, what we intend inventory to particularize their abundance ; our suf- to do, which now we'll show 'em in deeds. They say, ferance is a gain to them.-Let us revenge this with poor suitors have strong breaths; they shall know, we our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know, I have strong arms too. speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for re- Men. Why, masters, my good friends, mine honest venge.
neighbours, 2 Cit. Would you proceed especially against Caius | Will you undo yourselves ? Marcius?
1 Cit. We cannot, sir, we are undone already. Cii. Against him first; he's a very dog to the com Men. I tell you, friends, most charitable care monalty.
Have the patricians of you. For your wants, 2 Cit. Consider you what services he has done for Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well his country?
Strike at the heaven with your staves, as lift them 1 Cit. Very well ; and could be content to give him || Against the Roman state ; whose course will on good report for't, but that he pays himself with being || The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs proud.
of more strong livk asunder, iban can ever 2 Cit. Nay, but speak pot maliciously.
Appear in your impediment: For the dearth,
The gods, not the patricians, make it; and
And, through the cranks and offices of man, Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Alack, The strongest nerves, and small inferior veins, You are transported by calamity
From me receive that natural competency Thither where more attends you ; and you slander Whereby they live: And though that all at once, The helms o'the state, who care for you like fathers, You, my good friends, (this says the belly,) mark meWhen you curse them as enemies.
Cit. Ay, sir; well, well. 1 Cit. Care for us !—True, indeed !—They ne'er car- Men.
Though all at once canner ed for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and their store- See what I do deliver out to ench; houses crammed with grain ; make edicts for usury, Yet I can make my audit up, that all to support usurers ; repeal daily any wholesome ac From me do back receive the flower of all, established against the rich ; and provide more pierc- | And leave me but the bran. What say you to't? ing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain the poor. 1 Cit. It was an answer: How apply you this ? If the wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all Men. The senators of Rome are this good belly, the love they bear us.
And you the mutinous members : For examine Men. Either you must
Their counsels, and their cares; digest things rightly, Confess yourselves wondrous malicious
Touching the weal oʻthe common; you shall find, *Or be accus'd of folly. I shall tell you
No public benefit which you receive, A pretty tale; it may be, you have heard it;
But it proceeds, or comes, from them to you, But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture And no way from yourselves. What do you think? To scale 't a little more.
You, the great toe of this assembly?1 Cit. Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not think Cit. I the great toe? Why the great toe? to fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an't please Men. For that, being one o'the lowest, basest, poor you, deliver.
est, Men. There was a time, when all the body's mem- of this most wise rebellion, thou go'st foremost: bers
Thou rascal, that art worst in blood, to run Rebeld against the belly; thus accus'd it:
Lead'st first to win some 'vantage.-That only like a gulf it did remain
But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs ; l' the midst o'the burly, idle and inactive,
Rome and her rats are at the point of battle, Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing
The one side must have bale.--Hail, noble Marcius! Like labour with the rest; where the other instruments
Enter Caius Marcius. Did see, and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel,
Mar. Thanks.-What's the matter, you dissentious And, mutually participate, did minister
rogues, Unto the appetite and affection common
That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion, of the whole body. The belly answered,
Make yourselves scabs? i Cit. Well, sir, what answer made the belly?
We have ever your good word, Men. Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind of smile,
Mar. He that will give good words to thee, will Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus,
flatter (For, look you, I may make the belly smile, As well as speak) it tauntingly replied
Beneath abhorring.-What would you have, you curs, To the discontented members, the mutinous parts
That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights you, That envied his receipt; even so most fitly
The other makes you proud. He that trusts you, As you malign our senators, for that
Where he should find you lions, finds you hares;
Where foxes, geese: You are no surer, 110, They are not such as you.
Than is the coal of fire upon the ice, 2 Cit.
Your belly's answer: What! The kingly.crowned head, the vigilant eye,
Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is, The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,
To make him worthy, whose offence subdues him, Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter,
And curse that justice did it. Who deserves greate, With other muniments and petty helps
Deserves your hate : and your affections are
A sick man's appetite, who desires most that In this our fabric, if that they
Which would increase his evil. He that depends Men.
What then ?"Fore me, this fellow speaks!—what then? what then?
Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead, 1 Cit. Should by the cormorant belly be restrain'd,
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust Who is the sink o'che body,
With every minute you do change a mind; Men.
Well, what then?
And call him noble, that was now your hate, 1 Cit. The former agents, if they did complain,
Him vile, that was your garland. What's the matter, What could the belly answer?
That in these several places of the city
I will tell you ;
You cry against the noble senate, who,
Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else Patience, a while, you'll hear the belly's answer.
Would feed on one another?-What's their seeking 1 Cit. You are long about it.
Men. For com at their own rates; whereof, they say Men. Note me this, good friend;
The city is well stor de Your most grave belly was deliberate,
Hang 'em! They say? Not rash like his accusers, and th
They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know
What's done i'the capitol : who's like to rise,
Who thrives, and who declines: side factions, and Because I am the store-house, and the shop
give out of the whole body : But if you do remember,
Conjectural marriages ; making parties strong,
And feebling such as stand not in their liking, I send it through the rivers ojo your blood,
Below their cobbled slipes. They say, there's grais Even to the court, the heart,--to the scia s'the brain;
Would the nobility lay aside their ruth,
Noble Lartius! And let me use my sword, I'd make a quarry
i Sen. Hence! To your homes, be gone. With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as high
[To the Citizens As I could pick my lance.
Nay, let them follow: Men. Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded ; The Volces have much com; take these rats thither, For though abundantly they lack discretion,
To gnaw their garners :-Worshipful mutineers, Yet are they passing cowardly. But, I beserch you, Your valour puts well forth: pray, follow. What says the other troop?
[Exeunt Senators, Cominius, Marcius, Titus and Mar. They are dissolved : Hang 'em!
Menenius. Citizens steal away. They said, they were an-hungry; sigh’d forth prov. Sic. Was ever man so proud as is this Marcius ?
Bru. He has no equal. That, hunger broke stone walls ; that, dogs nust eat; Sic. When we were chosen tribunes for the people, Toat, meat was inade for mouths; that, the gods sent Bru. Mark'd you his lip, and eyes? not
Nay, but his taunts. Com for the rich men only:-With these shreds Bru. Being mov'd, he will not spare togird the gods. They vented their complainings; which being an- Sic. Be-mock the modest moon. swerd,
Bru. The present wars devour him: he is grown And a petition granted them, a strange one,
Too proud to be so valiant. (To break the heart of generosity,
Such a nature, And make bold power look pale) they threw their caps Tickled with good success, disdains the shadow As they would hang them on the horns o'the moon, Which he treads on at noon : But I do wonder, Shouting their emulation.
His insolence can brook to be commanded Men.
What is granted them? Under Cominius. Mar. Five tribunes, to defend their vulgar wisdoms,
Fame, at which he aims,of their own choice: One's Junius Brutus,
In whom already he is well grac'd, -cannot Sicinius Velusus, and I know notSdeath! Better be held, nor more attain'd, than by The rabble should have first unroofd the city, A place below the first ; for what miscarries Ere so prevail'd with ine: it will in time
Shall be the general's fault, though he perform
Will then cry out of Marcius, 0, if he
Had borne the business!
Besides, if things go well, Enter a Messenger.
Opinion, that so sticks on Marcius, shall Mes. Where's Caius Marcius?
Of his demerits rob Cominius.
Half all Cominius' honours are to Marcius, Mar. I am glad on't; then we shall have means to
Though Marcius earn'd them not; and all his faults
To Marcius shall be honours, though, indeed,
In aught he merit not.
Let's hence, and hear
How the despatch is made ; and in what fashion, Junius Brutus, and Sicinius Velutus.
More than in singularity, he goes, 1 Sen. Marcius, 'tis true, that you have lately told us; Upor his present action. The Volces are in arms.
Let's along [Exeunt. Mar. They have a leader,
SCENE II.-Corioli. The Senate-house. Enter Tul Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to't.
lus Aufidius, and certain Senators. I sin in envying his nobility: And were I any thing but what I am,
1 Sen. So, your opinion is, Aufidius, I would wish me only he.
That they of Rome are enter'd in our counsels, Com.
You have fought together. | And know how we'proceed. Mar. Were half to half the world by the cars, and he Auf.
Is it not yours? Upon my party, I'd revolt, to make
What ever hath been thought on in this state, Only my wars with bim: he is a lion
That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome That I am proud to hunt.
Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone, 1 Sen.
Then, worthy Marcius, Sinee I heard thence; these are the words: I think, Attend upon Cominius to these wars.
I have the letter here; yes, here it is : [Reads. Com. It is your former promise.
They have press'd a power, but it is not known Mar.
Sir, it is ;
Whether for east, or west: The dearth is great ;
The people mutinous : and it is rumour'dl,
(Who is of Rome worse hated than of you,) Tit.
No, Caius Marcius; And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman,
Whither 'tis bent : most likely, 'tis for you :
O, true bred!
Consider of il. 1 Sen. Your company to the capitol; where, I know,
Our army's in the field: Our greatest friends attend us.
We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready Tit.
Lead you on :
To answer us. -- Follow, Comitius; we must follow you ;
Auf Nor did you think it folly, Kight werthy you priority.
To keep your great pretenees veild, till wlica
They needs must show themselves: which in the Than Hector's forehead, when it spit forth blowe hatching,
At Grecian swords' contending.--Tell Valeria, It seem', appear'd to Rome. By the discovery, We are fit to bid her welcome.
[Exit Gene We shall be shorten'd in our aim; which was,
Vir. Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius! To take in many towns, ere, almost, Rome
Vol. He'll beat Aufidius' head below his knee, Should know we were afoot.
And tread upon his neck. 2 Sen.
Noble Aufidius, Take your commission ; hie you to your bands :
Re-enter Gentlewoman, with Valeria and her Usher. Let us alone to guard Corioli:
Pal. My ladies both, good day to you. If they set down before us, the remove
V Sweet madam, Bring up your army; but, I think, you'll find
vir. I am glad to see your ladyship. They have not prepar'd for us.
Val. How do you both ? you are manifest house Auf
0, doubt not that;
keepers. What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in I speak from certainties. Nay, more.
good faith.-How does your little son? Some parcels of their powers are forth already,
Vir. I thank your ladyship; well, good maslam. And only hitherward. I leave your honours.
Vol. He had rather see the swords, and hear a drum, If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet,
Than look upon his school-master. 'Tis sworn between us, we shall never strike
Val. O’my word, the father's son : I'll swear, 'tis a Till one can do no more.
very pretty boy. O'my troth, I looked upon him o' All.
The gods assist you ! Wednesday half an hour together: he has such a coti Auf. And keep your honours safe!
firmed countenance. I saw him run after a gilded but 1 Sen.
terfly; and when he caught it, he let it go again ; and 2.Sen.
after it again ; and over and over he comes, and up All. Farewell.
[Excunt. l again; catched it again : or whether his fall enraged
him, or how 'twas, he did so set his teeth, and tear it; SCENE III.-Rome. An Apartment in Niarcius's
0, I warrant, how he mammocked it! House. Enter Volumnia, and Virgilia: They sit
Vol. One of his father's moods. down on two low stools, and stw.
Val. Indeed la, 'tis a noble ehild. Vol. I pray you, daughter, sing; or express yourself Vir. A crack, madam. in a more comfortable sort: If my son were my hus- Val. Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must have band, I should freelier rejoice in that absence wherein
you play the idle huswife with me this afternosh. he won honour, than in the embracements of his bed,
Vir. No, good madam; I will pot out of doors, where he would show most love. When yet he was
Val. Not ont of doors! but tender-borlied, and the only son of my womb;
Vol. She shall, she shall. when youth with comeliness pluckel all gaze his way;
vir. Indeed, no, by your patience: I will not over wil, for a day of kings' entreaties, a mother should
the threshold, till my lord return from the wars. not sell him an hour from her beholding; 1,-consid
Val. Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably ; ering how honour would become such a person ; that
Come, you must go visit the good lady that lies in. it was no better than picture-like to hang by the wall,
Vir. I will wish her speedy strength ; and visit her if renown made it not stir, was pleased to let liina
with my prayers; but I cannot go thither. seek danger where he was like to find fame. To a
Pol. Why, I pray you? cruel war I sent him ; from whence he returned, his
Vir. "Tis not to save labour, nor that I want love. brows bound with oak. I tell thee, daughter, -I sprang Val. You would be another Penelope: yet, they sir, irot more in joy at first hearing he was a man-child, all the yarn she spun, in Ulysses' absence, did bat fill than now in first seeing he had proved himself a man. Ithaca full of moths. Come; I would
cambrie Vir. But had he died in the business, madam? how
were sensible as your finger, that you might leare then ?
pricking it for pity. Come, you shall go with us. Vol. Then his good report should have been my son;
Vir. No, good madam, pardon me; indeed, I will I therein would have found issue. Hear me profess
not forth. sincerely :-Had I a dozen sons,-each in my love
Val. In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you ese alike, and none less dear than thine and my good Mar
cellent news of your husband. cius.-I had rather had eleven die nobly for their coun
Vir. O, good madam, there can be none yet. try, than one voluptuously surfeit out of action.
Val. Verily, I do not jest with you ; tbcre came 12v Enter a Gentlewoman.
from him last night. Gen. Madam, the lady Valeria is come to visit you. Vir. Indeed, madam? Vir. 'Beseech you, give me leave to retire myself. Val. In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator speak it. Vol. Indeed, you shall not.
Thus it is :- The Voices have an army forth ; against Methinks, I hear hither your husband's drum; wborn Cominius the general is gone, with one part of See him pluek Aufidius down by the hair;
our Roman power : your lord, and Titus Larties, art As children from a bear, the Volces shunning him : set down before their city Corioli; they nothing doub? Methinks, I see him stamp thus, and call thus,- prevailing, and to make it brief wars. This is true, Come on, you corvards, you were got in fear,
on mine honour; and so, I pray, go with us. Though you were born in Rome : His bloody brow
Vir. Give me exeuse, good madam; I will obey jou With bis mail'd hand then wiping, forth he goes; in every thing hereafter. Like to a harvest-man, that's task'd to mow
Vol. Let her alone, lady; as she is now, she wili but Or all, or lose his hire.
disease our better mirth. Vir. His bloody brow! O, Jupiter, no blood !
Val. In troth, I think, she would:-Fare Vol. Away, yon fool! it more becomes a man, then.-Come, good sweet lady:-Prythee, Virgilia, tum Than gilt his trophy. The breasts of Hecuba, thy solemness out o'door, and go along with us. When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier Vir. No: at a word, madam; indeed, I must 39"