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Which we devise him.
Our spoils he kick'd at;
* He's right noble;
Call for Coriolanus. Off. He doth appear.
I do owe them still
It then remains,
I do beseech you,
Sir, the people
Put them not to't:-
honour will be too great for him; he will show a mind equal to any elevation.
? Than misery -] Misery for avarice; because a miser signifies avaricious.
It is a part
Mark you that?
Do not stand upon't.We recomiend to you, tribunes of the people, Our purpose to them ;-—and to our noble consul Wish we all joy and honour. Sen. To Coriolanus come all joy and honour !
[Flourish. Then exeunt Senators. Bru. You see how he intends to use the people. Sic. May they perceive his intent! He that will
Come, we'll inform them
Enter several Citizens. 1 Cit. Once, if he do require our voices, we ought not to deny him.
* Your honour with your form.] Your form, may mean the form which custona prescribes to you. *We recommend to you, tribunes of the people,
Our purpose to them;] We entreat you, tribunes of the people, to recommend and enforce to the plebeians, what we propose to them for their approbation; namely the appointment of Coriolanus to the consulship.
2 Cit. We inay, sir, if we will.
3 Cit. We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is a power that we have no power to do: for if he show us his wounds, and tell us his deeds, we are to put our tongues into those wounds, and speak for them; so, if he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous: and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude; of the which, we being members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous members.
i Cit. And to make us no better thought of, a little help will serve: for once, when we stood up about the corn, he himself stuck not to call us the many-headed multitude.
3 Cit. We have been called so of many; not that our heads are some brown, some black, some auburn, some bald, but that our wits are so diversly coloured: and truly I think, if all our wits were to issue out of one skull, they would fly east, west, north, south; and their consent of one direct way should be at once to all points o'the compass.
2 Cit. Think you so? Which way, do you judge, my wit would fly?
3 Cit. Nay, your wit will not so soon out as another man's will, 'tis strongly wedged up in a block-head: but if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, southward.
2 Cit. Why that way?
3 Cit. To lose itself in a fog; where being three parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would return for conscience sake, to help to get thee a wife.
2 Cit. You are never without your tricks:-You may, you may.
3 Cit. Are you all resolved to give your voices? But that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I say, if he would incline to the people, there was never a worthier man.
Enter CORIOLANUS and MENENTUS.
Here he comes, and in the gown of humility; mark his behaviour. We are not to stay altogether, but to come by him where he stands, by ones, by twos, and by threes. He's to make his requests by particulars: wherein every one of us has a single honour, in giving him our own voices with our own tongues: therefore follow me, and I'll direct you
you shall go by him. All. Content, content.
(Exeunt. Men. O sir, you are not right: have you not
known The worthiest men have done it? Cor.
What must I say?I pray, sir,-Plague upon't! I cannot bring My tongue to such a pace: Look, sir;
-my wounds; I got them in my country's service, when Some certain of your brethren roar'd, and ran From the noise of our own drums. Men.
O me, the gods! You must not speak of that; you must desire them To think upon you. Cor.
Think upon me? Hang 'em! I would they would forget me, like the virtues Which our divines lose by them. Men.
You'll mar all;
* I would they would forget me, like the virtues
Which our divines lose by them.) i.e. I wish they would forget me as they do those virtuous precepts, which the divines preach up to them, and lose by them, as it were, by their neglecting the practice.
I'll leave you: Pray you, speak to them, I pray you, In wholesome manner.
Enter Two Citizens. Cor.
Bid them wash their faces, And keep their teeth clean.—So, here comes a brace, You know the cause, sir, of my standing here. i Cit. We do, sir; tell us what hath brought you
to't. Cor. Mine own desert. 2 Cit.
Your own desert? Cor.
Ay, not Mine own desire. 1 Cit.
How! not your own desire?
Į Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing,
ship? i Cit. The price is, sir, to ask it kindly. Cor.
Kindly? Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to show
you, Which shall be yours in private.-Your good voice,
sir; What say you? 2 Cit.
You shall have it, worthy sir.
But this is something odd. 2 Cit. An'twere to give again,-But 'tis no matter.
[Exeunt Two Citizens.