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Com. The people are abus'd : --Set on.--This pal. What's like to be their words :-We did request it ; Becomes not Rome; nor has Coriolanus [t'ring We are the greater poll, and in true fear Deserv'd this so dishonour'd rub, laid falsely They gave us our demands :-Thus we debase P'the plain way of his merit.
The nature of our seats, and make the rabble Cor.
Tell me of corn! Call our cares, fears: which will in time break ope This was my speech, and I will speak't again ; The locks o'tbe senate, and bring in the crows Men. Not now, not now.
To peck the eagles.-
No, take more : For the mutable, rank-scented many, let them What may be sworn by, both divine and human, Regard me as I do not flatter, and
Seal what I end withal !-- This double worship, Therein behold themselves : 1
Where one part does disdain with cause, the other In soothing them, we nourish 'gainst our senate Insult without all reason; where gentry, title, wisdom, The cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition,
Cannot conclude, but by the yea and no Which we ourselves have plough'd for, sow'd and of general ignorance,- it must omit scatter'd,
Real vecessities, and give way the while By mingling them with us, the honour'd number; To unstable slightness : purpose so barr'd, it follows, Who lack not virtue, no, nor power, but that Nothing is done to purpose: Therefore, beseech Which they have given to beggars.
You that will be less fearful than discreet; [you,Men,
Well, no more.
That love the fundamental part of state, 1 Sen. No more words, we beseech you.
More than yon doubt the change of"t; that prefer Cor.
How ! no more ! A noble life before a long, and wish As for my country I have shed my blood,
To jump a body with a dangerous physic Not fearing outward force, so shall my langs That's sure of death without it,-at once pluck out Coin words till their decay, against those meazels The multitudinous tongue, let them not lick Which we disdain should tetter us, yet sought The sweet which is their poison : your dishonour The very way to catch them.
Mangles true judgment, and bereaves the state Bru.
You speak o'the people, or that integrity which should become it; As if you were a god to punish, not
Not having the power to do the good it would, A man of their intirmity.
For the ill which doth control it.
He has said enongh We let the people know't.
Sic. He has spoken like a traitor, and shall answer Men.
What, what I his choler ? As traitors do. Cor. Choler!
Cor. Thou wretch ! despite o'erwhelm thee! Were I as patient as the midnight sleep,
What should the people do with these bald tribunes ! By Jove, 'twould be my mind.
On whom depending, their obedience fails Sic.
It is a mind,
To the greater bench: In a rebellion, That shall remain a poison where it is,
When what's not meet, but what must be, was law, Not poison any further.
Then were they chosen; in a better hour,
Let what is ineet, be said, it must be meet,
Bru. Manilest treason.
This a consul! no. Cor.
Bru. The ædiles, ho !--Let him he apprehended. O good, but most unwise patricians, why,
Sic, Go, call the people; (Exit Brutus] in whose You grave, but reckless senators, have you thus
pame, myself Given Hydra here to choose an officer,
Attach thee, as a traitorons innovator, That with his peremptory shall, being but
A foe to the public weal: Obey, I charge thee, The horn and noise o’the monsters, wants not spirit And follow to thine answer. To say, he'll turn your current in a ditch,
Hence, old goat !
Aged sir, hands off. Your dangerous lenity. If you are learned,
Cor. Hence, rotten thing, or I shallshake thy bones Be not as common tools; if you are not,
Out of thy garments.
Help, ye citizens.
Re-enter Brutus, with the Ediles and a Rabble Most palates theirs. They choose their magistrate ;
of Citizens. And such a one as he, who puts his shall,
Men. On both sides more respect. His popular shall, against a graver bench
Here's be, that would Than ever frown'd in Greece! By Jove himself, Take from you all your power. It makes the consuls base: and my soul aches,
Seize him, rediles. To know, when two authorities are up,
Cit. Down with him, down with him ! Neither supreme, how soon confusion
[Several speak. May enter 'twixt the gap of both, and take
Weapons, weapons, weapons! The one by the other.
[They all bustle about Coriolanus. Com.
Well,-on to the market-place. Tribunes, patricians, citizens !-what, bo ! Cor. Whoever gave that counsel, to give forth Sicinias, Brutos, Coriolanns, citizens ! The corn o'the storehouse gratis, as 'twas us'd Cit. Peace, peace, peace; stay, hold, peace ! Sometime in Greece,
Men. What is about to be 1-I am ont of breath ; Men.
Well, well, no more of that. Confusion's neur. I cannot speak :-You, tribunes Cor. ('Though there the people had more absolute To the people.-Coriolanus, patience : -I say, they nourish'd disobedience, fed (power) Speak, good Sicinius. The ruin of the state.
Hear me, people ;--- Peace. Bru. Why, shall the people give
Cit Let's hear our tribune :-Peace. Speak, speak, One, that speaks thus, their voice?
I'll give my reasons, Sic. You are at point to lose your liberties :
Fie, fie, fie ! Even when the navel of the state was touch'd, This is the way to kindle, not to quench. They would not thread the gates: this kind of service I Sen. To unbuild the city, and to lay all flat, Did not deserve corn gratis : being i'the war,
Sic. What is the city, but the people! Their nutinies and revolts, wherein they show'd Cit.
True, Most valour, spoke not for them : The accusation The people are the city. Which they have often made against the senate,
Bru. By the consent of all, we were establish'd All cause unborn, could never be the motive
The people's magistrates. of our so frank donation. Well, what then
You so remain. How shall this bosom maltiplied digest
Men. And so are like to do. The senate's courtesy.! Let deeds express
Cor. That is the way to lay the city flat;
To bring the roof to the foundation ;
Than the severity of the public power, And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges,
Which he so sets at nought. In heaps and piles of ruin.
He shall well know, Sic.
This deserves death. The noble tribunes are the people's mouths, Bru. Or let us stand to our authority,
And we their hands. Or let us lose it: We do bere pronounce,
He shall, sure on't. Upon the part o'the people, in whose power
[Several speak together. We were elected theirs, Marcius is worthy
Sir, of present death.
Therefore, lay hold of him ; Men. Do not cry, havoc, where you should but hunt Bear him to the rock Tarpeian, and from thence
With modest warrant. Into destruction cast him.
Sir, how comes it, that you Bru.
Adiles, seize bim. Have holp to make this rescue ? Cit. Yield, Mareias, yield.
Hear me speak:Men.
Hear me one word. As I do know the consol's worthiness, Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word,
So can I name his faults: Adi. Peace, peace.
Consull-what consol? Men. Be that you seein, truly your country's friend, Men. The consul Coriolanus. And temperately proceed to what you would
He a consul!
Cit. No, no, no, no, no.
Men. If, by the tribunes' leave, and yours, good That seem like prudent helps, are very poisonous
The which shall turn you to no further harm,
Speak briefly then;
Men. Down with that sword ;-Tribunes, withdraw Were but one danger; and, to keep him here,
(a while. Our certain death; therefore, it is decreed, Men
Help Marcius! help, He dies to-night. You that be noble; help him, young, and old ! Men.
Now the good gods forbid, Cit. Down with bim, down with him!
That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude [In this Mutiny, the Tribunes, the Ædiles, and Towards her deserved children is enroll'd the People, are all beat in.
In Jove's own book, like an unnatural dam
Sic. He's a disease, that must be cut away.
Men. O, he's a linb, that has but a disease; Cor.
Stand fast; Mortal, to cut it off: to cure it, easy. We have as many friends as enemies.
What has he done to Rome that's worthy death? Men. Shall it be put to that!
Killing our enemies? The blood he hath lost 1 Sen.
The gods forbid ! (Which, I dare vouch, is more than that he hath, I pr'ythee, noble friend, bome to thy house ; Ry many an ounce), he dropp'd it for his country: Leave us to cure this cause.
And, what is left, to lose it by his country, Men.
For 'tis a sore upon us.
Were to us all, that do't, and suffer it,
This is clean kam. Cor. I would they were barbarians (as they are, Bru. Merely awry: when he did love his country, Though in Rome litter'd), not Romans (as they are not, It houonr'd bím. Though calv'd i'the porch o'the Capitol),
The service of the foot Men.
Be gone, Being once gangren'd, is it not then respected Put not your worthy rage into your tongue;
For what before it was? One time will owe another.
We'll hear no more :Cor.
On fair ground, Pursue him to his house, and pluck him thence ; I could beat forty of them.
Lest his infection, being of catching nature, Men.
I conld myself (bunes. Spread further. Take up a brace of the best of them, yea, the two tri Men.
One word more, one word. Com. But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic; This tiger-footed rage, when it shall find And manhood is call'd foolery, when it stands The harm of unscann'd swiftness, will, too late, Against a falling fabric.-Will you hepce,
Tie leaden pounds to his heels. Proceed by process; Before the tag return? whose rage doth rend Lest parties (as he is belov'd) break out, Like interrupted waters, and o'erbear
And sack great Rome with Romans. What they are used to bear.
If it were so, Men.
Pray you, be gone : Sic. What do ye talk ! I'll try, whether my old wit be in request
Have we not had a taste of his obedience! With those that have but little; this must be patch'd Oar ædiles smote l ourselves resisted !--Come :With cloth of any colour.
Men. Consider this ;-He has been bred i'the wars Com.
Nay, come away; Since he could draw a sword, and is ill school'd [Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, and others. In boulted language; meal and bran together 1 Pat. This man has marr'd his fortune.
He throws without distinction. Give me leave, Men. His nature is too noble for the world : I'll go to him, and undertake to bring him He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Where he shall answer, by a lawful form Or Jove for his power to thunder. His heart's his (In peace), to his utmost peril. mouth :
Will prove too bloody; and the end of it
Noble Menenius, 2 Pal. I would they were a-bed !
Be you then as the people's officer, Men. I would they were in Tyber ! - What, the Masters, lay down your weapons. vengeance,
Go not home. Could he not speak them fair!
Sic. Meet on the market-place : We'll attend you
there : Re-enler Brutus and Sicinius, with the Rabble.
Where, if you bring not Marcius, we'll proceed Sic.
Where is this vi per, In our first way. That would depopulate the city, and
I'll bring him to you :Be every man himself?
Let me desire your company. [to the Senators]
He must come,
Pray you, let's to him. And therefore law shall scorn him further trial
Come, go with us ; speak fair : you may salve so, SCENE II. A Room in Coriolanus's House.
Not what is dangerous present, but the loss
Of what is past.
I pr'ythee now, my son, Death on the wheel, or at wild horses' heels; Go to them, with this bonnet in thy hand; Or pile ten hills on the Tarpeian rock,
And thus far having stretch'd it here be with them), That the precipitation might down stretch
Thy knee bussing the stones (for in such business Below the beam of sight, yet will I still
Action is eloquence, and the eyes of the ignorant Be thus to them.
More learned than the ears), waving thy head,
Which often, thus, correcting thy stout heart,
Now humble, as the ri pest mulberry, 1 Pat.
You do the nobler. Cor. I muse, my mother
That will not hold the bandling : Or, say to them, Does not approve me further, who was wont
Thou art their soldier, and being bred in broils, To call them woollen vassals, things created
Hast not the soft way, which, thou dost confess,
Were fit for thee to use, as they to claim,
In asking their good loves; but thou will frame When one but of my ordinance stood up
Thyself, forsooth, bereafter theirs, so far To speak of peace, or war. I talk of you. (To Vol. As thou hast power, and person.
This but done, Why did you wish me milder? Would you have me False to my nature ? Rather say, I play
Even as she speaks, why, all their hearts were yours; The man I am.
For they have pardons, being ask'd, as free
As words to little purpose. Vol. 0, sir, sir, sir,
Vol. I would have had you pat your power well on,
Go, and be rul'd: although, I know, thou hadst rather
Than flatter him in a bower. 'Here is Cominius.
Com. I have been i'the market-place; and, sir, 'tis Ere they lack'd power to cross you.
You make strong party, or defend yourself
Let them hang.
By calmness, or by absence; all's in anger.
Men. Only fair speech.
I think, 'twill serve, if he
Can thereto frame his spirit. Men. Come, come, you have been too rough, some Vol.
He must, and will: thing too rongh;
Pr’ythee, now say, you will, and go about it. You must return, and mend it.
Cor. Must I go show them my unbarb'd ? 1 Sen. There's uo remedy ;
Must I, Uuless, by not so doing, our good city
With my base tongae, give to my noble heart Cleave in the midst, and perish.
A lie, that it must bear? Well, I will do't : Vol.
Pray be counsel'd: Yet were there but this single plot to lose, I have a heart as little apt as yours,
This mould of Marcios, they to dust should grind it, Bat yet a brain, that leads my use of anger,
And throw it against the wind.-To the marketTo better vantage.
Well said, noble woman : You have put me now to such a part, which never Before he should thus stoop to the herd, but that I shall discharge to the life. The violent fit o'the time craves it as physic
Come, come, we'll prompt you. For the whole state, I would put mine armour ov, Vol. I pr'ythee now, sweet son; as thou hast said, Which I can scarcely bear.
My praises made thee first a soldier, so, Cor. What must I do!
To have my praise for this, perform a part, Men.
Retarn to the tribunes. Thou hast not done before. Cor.
Well, I must do't: What then? what then?
Away, my disposition, and possess me Men.
Repent what you have spoke. Some harlot's spirit! My throat of war be turn's, Cor. For them l-I cannot do it to the gods; Which quired with my drum, into a pipe Must I then do't to them?
Small as an eunuch, or the virgin voice Vol.
You are too absolute; That babies lulls asleep! The smiles of knaves Though therein you can never be too noble, Tent in my cheeks; and school-boys' tears take up But when extremities speak. I have heard you say, The glasses of my sight! A beggar's tongue Honour and policy, like unsever'd friends,
Make motion through my lips, and my arm'd knees,
Lest I surcease to honour mine own truth,
And, by my body's action, teach my mind
A good demand. A most inherent baseness. Vol. If it be honour, in your wars, to seem
At thy choice then:
Thy mother rather feel thy pride, than fear
Thy dangerons stoutness ; for I moek at death It stands in like request ?
With as big a heart as thou. Do as thou list. Cor.
Why force you this? Thy valiantness was mine, thou suek'dst it from me ; Vol. Because that now it lies you on to speak But owe thy pride thyself. To the people; not by your own instruction,
Pray, be content ;
Chide me no more. l'll mountebank their loves, Your tongue, though but bastards, and syllables Cog their hearts from them, and come home belor'a Of vo allowance, to your boson's truth.
of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going : Now, this no more dishonours you at all,
Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul; Than to take in a town with gentle words,
Or never trust to what my tongue can do Which else would put you to your fortune, and I'the way of flattery, further. 'The hazard of much blood.
Do your will. [Exit. I would dissemble with my nature, where
Com. Away, the tribunes do attend you: arm your My fortunes, and my friends, at stake, requir'd, To answer mildly; for they are prepar'd
[self I should do so in honour: I am in this,
With accusations, as I hear, more strong
Cor. The word is, mildly :- Pray you, let us go :
Ay, bat mildly. Men.
Noble lady !-- Cor. Well, mildly be it then; mildly. [Exeunt.
From Rome all seasop'd office, and to wind
Yourself into a power tyrannical;
For which, you are a traitor to the people.
Nay; temperately; your promise. Enforce him with his envy to the people ;
Cor. The fires i'the lowest hell fold in the people! And that the spoil, got on the Antiates,
Call me their traitor !--Thon injurious tribune! Was ne'er distributed.
Within thive eyes sat twenty thousand deaths,
In thy hands clutch'u as many millions, in
Thy lying tongue both numbers, I would say,
Thou liest, unto thee, with a voice as free
As I do pray the gods.
How accompanied ?
Mark you this, people ? Adi. With old Menenius, and those senators Cit. To the rock with him ; to the rock with him! That always favour'd him.
Have you a catalogue We need not put new matter to his charge : of all the voices that we have procur’d,
What you have seen him do, and leard him speak, Set down by the poll?
Beating your officers, cursing yourselves,
Opposing laws with strokes, and here defying
Those whose great power must try him; even this, Edi.
I have. So criminal, and in such capital kind,
But since he hath I'the right and strength o'ihe commons, be it either Serv'd well for Rome, For death, for fine, or banishirent, then let them, Cor.
What do you prate of service! If I say, fine, cry fine; if death, cry death :
Bru. I talk of that, that know it. losisting on the old prerogative
You? And power i'the truth o'the cause.
Is this Adi.
I shall inform them. The promise that you made your mother?
I pray you,
I'll know no further : Of what we chance to sentence.
Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death, Adi.
Vagabond exile, flaying; Peat to linger Sic. Make them be strong, and ready for this hint, Bui with a grain a day, 'I would not buy When we shall hap to give't them.
Their mercy at the price of one fajr word; Bru.
Go about it. Nor check my courage for what they can give,
[Exit Adile. To have't with saying, Good morrow. Pat him to choler straight : He hath been usd
For that he has Ever to reonquer, and to have his worth
(As much as in him lies) from time to time Of contradiction: Beiug once chall, he cannot
Envied against the people, seeking means Be rein'd again to temperance; then be speaks To pluck away their puwer; as now at last What's in his heart, and that is there, which looks Given hostile strokes, and that not in the presence With us to break his neck.
of dreaded justice, but on the ministers Enter Coriolanus, Menenias, Cominius, Senators, That do distribute it ; In the name o'the people, and Patricians.
And in the power of us the tribunes, we,
Even from this instant, banish him our city;
In peril of precipitation
I say, it shall be so. gods
It shall be so, Keep Rome in safety, and the chairs of justice
It shall be so ; let him away: he's banish'd, Sapplied with worthy men ! plant love among as !
And so it shall be. Throng our large temples with the shows of peace,
Com. Hear me,my masters, and mycommon friends; And not our streets with war!
Sic. He's senteno'd: no more hearing. 1 Sen.
Let me speak: Men. A noble wish.
I have been consul, and can show from Rome, Re-enter Ædile, with Citizens.
Her egemies' marks upon me.
I do love Sic. Draw near, ye people.
My country's good, with a respect more tender, Ædi. List to your tribunes; audience: Peace, I say. More holy, and profound, than mine own lite, Cor. First, hear me speak.
My dear wife's estimate, her womb's increase, Both Tri.
Well, say.-Peace, ho. And treasure of my lojos: then if I would
We know your drift: Speak what! Sic. I do demand,
Bru. There's no more to be said, but he is banish's, If you submit you to the people's voices,
As enemy to the people, and his country: Allow their officers, and are content
It shall be so. To suffer lawful censure for such faults
It shall be so, it shall be so. As shall be prov'd upon you ?
Cor. You commun cry of curs! whose breath I hate Cor.
I am content.
As reek o'the rotten fens, whose loves I prize Men. Lo, citizens, he says, he is content:
As the dead carcasses of unburied men The warlike service he has done, consider:
That do corrupt my air, 1 banish you; Think on the wounds his body bears, which show And here remain with your uncertainty ! Like graves i'the holy church-yard.
Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts ! Cor.
Scratches with briars. Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Scars to move laughter only.
Fan you into despair ! Have the power stijl Men.
Consider further, To banish your defenders ; till, at length, That when he speaks not like a citizen,
Your ignorance (which finds not, till it feels), You find him like a soldier: Do not take
Making not reservation of yourselves His rougher accents for malicious sounds,
(Still your own foes), deliver you, as most But, as I say, such as become a soldier,
Abated captives, to some nation Rather than envy you.
Tuat won you without blows ! Despising, Com,
Well, well, no more. For you, the city, thus I turn my back : Cor. What the matter,
There is a world elsewhere. That being pass'd for consul with full voice,
(Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, Menenius, I am so dishonour'd, that the very hour
Senators, and Patricians. You take it off again?
Ædi. The people's evemy is gone, is gone! Sic. Answer to tis.
Cit. Our enemy's bapish'd l be is gone! Hoo! hoo! Cor. Say then : 'tis true, I ought so.
[The People shout, and throw up their Cape. Sic. We charge you, that you have contriv'd to take Sic. Go, see him out at gates, and follow him,
As he hath follow'd you, with all despite;
Say, their great enemy is gone, and they Give him deserv'd vexation. Let a guard
Stand in their ancient strength, Attend us through the city. (come: Bru.
Dismiss them home. Cit. Come, come, let us see him ont at gates ;
(Exit Adile. The gods preserve our poble tribunes !--Come.
(Exeunt. Here comes his another.
Enter Volumnia, Virgilia, and Menenius.
Let's not meet her.
Sic. They say, she's mad. SCENE I. The same. Before a Gate of the City.
They have ta'en note of us : Enter Coriolagus, Volumnia, Virgilia, Menenius, Co-Keep on your way.
Vol. o, you're well met: The hoarded plague o'the minius, and several young Patricians. Requite your love.
[gods Cor. Come, leave your tears; a brief farewell :
Peace, peace; be not so loud. the beast
Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should With many heads butts me away.-Nay, mother,
hear,-Where is your ancient courage you were us'd
Nay, and you shall hear some. Will you be gone? To say, extremity was the trier of spirits;
(To Brutus. That common chances common men could bear;
Vir. You shall stay too : [To Sic.] I would I had That, when the sea was calm, all boats alike
To say so to my husband.
[the power Show'd mastership in floating : fortune's blows,
Sic. When moststruck'home, being gentle wounded,craves
Are you mankind ?
Vol. Ay, fool; is that a shame 1-Note but this, A noble cunning: you were us'd to load ine
fool. With precepts, that would make invincible
Was not a man my father! Hadst thon foxship The heart that conn'd them.
To banish him that struck more blows for Rome, Vir. O heavens! O heavens !
Than thou hast spoken words?
o blessed heavens ! Vol. Now the red pestilence strike all trades in Vol. More noble blows, than ever thou wise words; And occupations perish!
[Rome, And for Rome's good. -- I'll tell thee what; --Yet go:Cor. What, what, what!
Nay, but thou shalt stay too :- I would my son I shall be lov'd, when I am lack'd. Nay, mother,
Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him,
What then? Six of his labours you'd have done, and sav'd
What then? Your husband so minch sweat.-Cominius,
He'd make an end of thy posterity. Droop not; adien :-Farewell, my wife ! my mother!
Vol. Bastards, and all, I'll do well yel.-Thou old and true Menenias, Good inan, the woun that he does bear for Rome! Tby tears are salter than a younger man's,
Men, Come, come, peace. And venomous to thine eyes. - My sometime general, Sic. I would he had continued to his country, I have seen thee stern, and thou hast oft beheld
As he began; and not unknit himself Heart-hard'ning spectacles ; tell these sad women, The noble knot he made. "Tis fond to wait inevitable strokes,
I would he bad. As 'tis to laugh at them.--My mother, you wot well, Vol. I would he had ! 'Twas you incens'd the rabble: My hazards still have been your solace and
Cals, that can judge as fitly of his worth, Believe't not lightly (though I go alone,
As I can of those mysteries which heaven Like to a lonely dragon, that his fen
Will not have earth to know. Makes fear'd, and talk'd of more than seev), your son
Pray, let us go Will, or exceed the common, or be caught
Vol. Now, pray, sir, get you gone : With cautelous baits and practice.
Yon have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear this : Vol.
My first son, As far as doth the Capitol exceed Whither wilt thou go? Take good Cominius
The meanest house in Rome; so far, my son With thee awhile : Determine on soine course, (This lady's husband here, this, do you see), More than a wild ex posture to each chance
Whom you have banish'd, does exceed you all. That starts i'the way before thee.
Bru. Well, well, we'll leave you. Cor. o the gods! Sic.
Why stay we to be baited Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thee With one that wants her wits i Where thou sbalt rest, that thou may'st hear of us, Vol.
Take my prayers with you.And we of thee: so, if the time thrust forth
I would the gods had nothing else to do, A cause for thy repeal, we shall not send
[Exeunt Tribunes. O'er the vast world, to seek a single man;
But to confirm my curses ! Could I meet them And lose advantage, which doth ever cool
But once a day, it would unclog my heart
Of what lies beary to't.
You have told thein hone, Thou hast years upon thee ; and thou art too full
And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll sup with me! of the wars' surfeits, to go rove with one
Vol. Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself, That's yet unbruis'd; bring me but out at gate.- And so shall starve with feeding - Come, let's go : Come, my sweet wife, my dearest mother, and
Leave this faint paling, and lauent as I do,
In anger, Jano-like. Come, come, come.
[Exeunt. While I remain above the ground, you shall Hear from me still; and never of me aught
SCENE III. A Highway between Rome and Antium, But what is like me formerly. Men. That's worthily
Enter a Roman and a Yolce, meeting. As any ear can hear.-Come, let's not weep.
Rom. I know you well, sir, and you know me: If I could shake off but one seven years
your name, I think, is Adrian. From these old arms and legs, by the good gods,
Volce. It is so, sir : truly, I have forgot you. I'd with thee every foot.
Rom. I am a Ronan; and my services are, as you Give me thy hand :
are, against them : Know you me yet? Come.
[Exeunt. Volce. Nicanor ! No.
Rom. The same, sir. SCENE II. The same. A Street near the Gate.
Volce. You had more beard when I last saw yon;
but your favour is well appeared by your tongne. Enter Sicinius, Brutus, and an Adile.
What's the news in Rome. I have a note from the Sic. Bid them all home; he's gone, and we'll no Volscian's state, to find you out there : You have well further.
saved me a day's journey. The nobility are vex'd, who, we see, have sided Rom. There hath been in Rome strangeinsurrection : In his behalf.
the people against the senators, patricians, and pobles. Bru. Now we have shown our power,
Volce. Hath been! Is it ended then! Our state Let us seem humbler after it is done,
thinks not so; they are in a most warlike preparaThan when it was a doing.
tion, and hope to come upon them in the heat of Sic.
Bid thein home : their division.