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Car. Stand fast;
Wc have as many friends as enemies.

Men. Shall it be put to that T

1 Sen. The gods forbid f I pr'ythee, noble friend, home to thy house: Leave us to cure this cause.

Men. For 'lis a sore upon us, [you. You cannot tent yourself: Re gone, 'beseech

Com. Come, Sir, along with us.

t'oy. I would they were barbarians, (as they are.

Though in Rome litter'd,) not Romans, (as ihey are not.

Though calv'd i'the porch o'the Capitol,)—

Men. Be gone;
Put not your worthy rage into your tongue:
One time will owe another.

Cor, On fair grouud,
I could beat forty of them.

Men. 1 could myself
Take up a brace of the best of them; yea
two tribunes.

Com. But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic;
And manhood is call'd foolery, when it stands
Against a falling fabric.—Will you hence,
Before the tag * return 1 whose rage doth rend
Like interrupted waters, and o'erbear
What they are used to bear.

Men. Pray you, be gone:
I'll try whether my old wit be in request
With those that have but little: this must l>e
With cloth of any colour. [patch'd

Com. Nay, come away.

[Exeunt Cor. Com. and others

1 Pat. This man has marr'd his fortune. Men. His nature is too noble for the world:

He would not Hatter Neptune for his trident,
Or Jove for bis power to thunder. His heart's
bis mouth: [vent;

What bis breast forges, that his tonvue must
And being angry, does forget that ever
Ht beard the name of death. [A noise within
Here's goodly work 1

2 Pat. 1 would they were a-bed?

Men. I would they were in Tyber !—What, the vengeance. Could be not speak them fair?

Re-enter Brutus and Sicinius, with the

Sic. Where's this viper,
That would depopulate the city, and
Be every man himself t

Men. You worthy tribunes,—

Sic. He shall be' throwu down the Tarpeian

With rigorous bands; he hath resisted law,
And therefore law shall scorn him further trial
Than the severity of the public power.
Which he so sets at nought.

1 Cit. He shall welt know,
The noble tribunes are the people's mouths,
And we their hands.

Cit. He shall cure on't. t

[Several speak together

Men. Sir,—

The which shall turn you to no further harm, of Unit

Men. Do not cry, havoc,* where you should but buut With modest warrant.

■N':V. Sir, how comes it, that you
Have bolp to make this rescue t

Men. Hear me speak
As I do know the consul's worthiness,
So can 1 name his faults :—

Sic. Consul I—what consul 1

Men, The consul Coriolauus.

Bru. He a cousul 1

Cit. No, no, no, no, no.

Men. If, by the tribunes' leave, and yours good people, 1 may be heard, I'd crave a word or two;

• The lowett of the populace, iQKi rajr, and bo1 T Ba mre ou'tt t The Bigon! for ■laughter.

Than so much loss <

Sic. Speak brielly then;
For we arc peremptory to despatch
This viperous traitor: to eject him hence,
Were but one danger; and, to keep him here,
Our certain death; therefore it is decreed,
He dies to-night.

Men. Now the good gods forbid
That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude
Towards her deserved * children is enroll'd
In Jove's own book, like an unnatural dam
Should now eat up her own I
Sic. He's a disease, that must be cut away.
Men. Oh! he'B a limb, that has but a disease ,
Mortal, to cut it off; to cure it, easy.
What has he done to Rome, that's worthy death t
Killing our enemies ' The blood he bath lost,
(Which, I dare vouch, is more than that he hath,
By many an ounce,) he dropp'd it for his conn-
And, what is left, to lose it by bis country, [try:
Were to us all, that do't, and suffer It,
A brand to the end o'the world.
Sic. This is clean kam. t
Bru. Merely! awry: when he did love hk
It honour'd him.

Men. The service of the foot,
Being once gangren'd, is not then respected
For what before it was Y

Bru. We'll bear no more :—
Pursue him to bis house, and pluck him thenre;
Lest his Infection, being of catching iutt»re.
Spread further.

Men. One word more, one word.
This tiger-footed rage, when it shall find
The harm of unscanu'd ■ swiftness, will, too late.
Tie leaden pounds to his heels. Proceed by pro-

Lest parties (as he is helov'd) break out,
And sack great Rome with Romans.
Bru. If it were so,—
Sic. What do ye talk?
Have we not bad a taste of his obedience 7
Our /Ediles smote ? ourselves resisted ?—Come :—
Men. Consider this:—He has been bred i'the

Since he could draw a sword, and is ill school'd
In boil)ted l| language , meal and bran together
He throws without distinction. Give me leave,
I'll goto him, and undertake t" bring him
Where he shall answer, by a lawful form,
(In peace) to his utmost peril.

1 Sen. Noble tribunes.
It is the humane way : the other course
Will prove too bloody; and the end of it
Uuknowu to the beginning.

Sic. Noble Menenlus,
Be you then as the people's officer:
Masters, lay down your weapons.

Bru. Go not home.

Sic. Meet on the market-place :—We'll iltenc" vou there:

Where, if you bring not Marclus, we'll proceed In our first way.

Men. I'll bring him to you Let me desire your company. [To the Senators He must come, Or what is worst will follow.

I Sen. Pray you, let's to him. [Exeunt

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Enter VCHTKNU. \ Pat. Yon do the nobler. Cor. I muse,* my mother Does not approve me further, who was wont To call them woollen vassals, things created To buy and sell with groats ; to show bare beads In congregations, to yawn, be still, and wonder, When one but of my ordiuauce + stood up To speak of peace or war. I talk of you:

[To Volownia. Why did yon wish me milder t Would you have me

False to my nature? Rather say, I play
The man I am.

Vol. O Sir, Sir, Sir, 1 wonld have had you put your power well on. Before you had wont it out.

Cor. Let go.

Vol. You might have been enough the man
yon are,

With striving less to be so: Lesser had been
The thwarting* of your dispositions, if
You bad not show'd them how you were dispos'd
Ere they lack'd power to cross yuu.

Cor. Let them haiig.

Vol. Ay, and burn too.

Enter Menenius and Senators

Men. Come, come, you have been too rough, something too rough; You must return, and mend it.

1 Sen. There's no remedy;
Unless, by not so doing, onr good city
Cleave in the midst, and perish.

Vol. Pray he counsel'd:
I have a heart as little apt as yours,
But yet a brain, that leads my use of anger
To better vantage.

Men. Well said, nnblc woman:
before he should thus stoop to the herd, but that
The violent fit o'the time craves it as physic
For the whole state, I would put mine armour on
Which I can scarcely bear.

Cor. What mnst I do?

Men. Return to the tribunes.

Cor. Well,
What then? what then t

Men. Repent what yon have spoke.

Cor. For them !—I cannot do it to the gods; Must I then do't to thein f

Vol. You are too absolute; Though therein you can never be too noble. But when extremities speak. I have heard you say,

Honour and policy, tike unsever'd friends
1'Lue war do grow together: Giant that, and tell

In peace, what each of them by th'olher lose,
That they combine not there.

Cor. Tush, tush 1

Men. A good demand.

Vol. If it be honour, in your wars, to seem The same you are not, (which, for your best ends, You adopt your policy,) how is it less, or worse, That it shall hold companionship in peace With honour, as in war; since that to both It stands In like request?

Cor. Why force t you this T

Vol. Because that now it lies you on to speak To the people; not by our own instruction, Nor by the matter which your heart prompts you to.

But with such words that are but rotcd in

Your tongne, though but bastards, and syllables

Of no allowance, to your bosom's truth.

Now, this no more dishonours you at all.

Than to take in$ a town with gentle words,

Which else would put you to your fortune, aud

The hazard of much blood.—

I wontd dissemble with my nature, where

My fortunes, and my friends, at stake, rcqulr'd

I should do so in honour: I am, in this.

Your wife, your son, these senators, the nobles;

• Wonder. t Rank. t Ur««

And yon will rather show our general lowta* How you can frown, than spend a fawn upon them,

For the inheritance of (heir loves, and safeguard Of what that want might ruin.

Men. Noble lady I— Come, go with us ; speak fair: you may salve so, Not what is dangerous present, but the loss Of what Is past.

( ol. I pr'ytbee now, my son, Go to them, with this bonnet iu thy har*d; And thuB far haviug stretch'd it (here be with them,)

Thy knee bussing the stones, for in such busi-
ness [rant
Action is eloquence, aud the eyes of the iguo-
More learned than the ears,) waving thy head.
Which often, thus, correcting thy stout heart,
That humble, as the ripest mulberry.
Now will not hold the handling: Or, say to them.
Thou art their soldier, and, being bred iu broils,
Hast not toe soft way which, thou dost confess,
Were tit for thee to use, as they to claim,
In asking their good loves; but thou wilt fiamc
Thyself, forsooth, hereafter theirs, so fax
As thou hast power and person.

Men. This but done. Even as she speaks, why, all their hearts weie yours:

For they have pardons, being ask'd, as free
As words to little purpose.

Vol. Pr'ythee now. Go, and be rul'd: although, I know, thou hadst rather

Follow thine enemy in a fiery gulf,

Than flatter htm in a bower. Here is Comiuins.

Enter Cominius.
Com. I have been i'the market-place: and,
Sir, tis fit

You make strong party, or defend yourself
By calmness, or by absence: all's in anger.

Men. Only fair speech.

Com. I think 'twill serve, If he
Can thereto frame his spirit.

Vol. He must, aud will:—
Pr'ytbee, now, say you will, aud go about It.

Cor. Must 1 go show them my uul;arl/d
sconce % i Must I,
With my base tongue, give to my noble heart
A lie that it must bear? Well, I will do't:
Yet were there but this single plot to lose,
This mould of Marcius, they to dust should

grind it, [place And throw it against the wind.—To the maiketYou have put me now to such a part, which never I shall discharge to the life.

Com. Come, come, we'll prompt you.

Vol. I pr'ythee now, sweet son, as thou hast said,

My praises made thee first a soldier, so
To have my praise for this, perform a part
Thou hast not done before.

Cor. Well, I must do't:
Away, my disposition, and possess me
Some harlot's spirit I My thioat of war be turn'd,
Which quired with my drum, iuto a pipe
Small as au eunuch, or the virgin voice
That babies lulls asleep! The smiles of knaves
Tent J in my cheeks; and school-boy's tears lake
The glasses of my sight I A beggar's tongue [up
Make motion through my lips; and my arm'd

Which bow'd but in my stirrup, bend like his
That hath receiv'd an alms!—I will not do't:
Lest I surcease to honour mine*owu truth,
And, by my body's action, teach my mlud
A most inherent baseness.

Vol. At thy choice then:
To teg of thee, it is my more dishonour.
Than thou of them. Come all to ruin: let
Thy mother rather feel thy pride, than fear
Thy dangerous stoutnes? ; for I mock at death

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With as big heart as thou. Do as thou list.
Thy valiauiness was mine, tbou suck'dst it from
But owe* lby pride thyself. [me;

Cor. Pray, he conteut;
Mother, I am goiug to the market-place;
Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their loves,
Cog their hearts from them, and come borne be-

Of all the trades In Rome. Look, I am going:
Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul;
Or never trust to what my tongue can do
I'the wav of flattery, further.

Vol. Do your will. [Exit.

Com. Away, the tribunes do attend you; arm yourself

To answer mildly; for tbey are prepar'd
With accusations, as I hear, more strong
Thau are upon you yet.

Cor. The word is mildly:—Pray you, let us Let them accuse ine by invention, I [go:

Will answer in mine honour.

Men. Ay, but mildly.

Cor. Well, mildly be it then : mildly.


SCENE III.—The same—The Forum. Enter Sicinius and Brutus. Bru. In this poiut charge him home—that he

us there,


Tyrannical power: If he evad Euforce him with his envy t t<

peo i

And that the spoil, got ou the Antiates,
Was ne'er distributed.—

Enter an £dile.
What, will be come I

j£d. He's coming.

Jint. How accompanied T

xEd. With old Menemus, and those senators That always favour'd him.

Sic. Have you a catalogue
Of all the voices that we have procur'd
Set down by the poll 1

/Ed. I have: 'tis ready, here.

Sic Have you collected them by tribes?

jEd. I have.

Sir. Assemble presently the people hither:
And when they hear me say, // shit 11 be so
J'the right and strength o'the commons, be it

For death, for flneEor banishment, then let them.
If I say flue, cryy>Jte ; if death, cry death;
Insisting on the old prerogative
And power i'the truth o'the cause.

jEd. I shall inform them.

Bru. And when such time they have begun to cry,

Let them not cease, but with a din coufus'd
Enforce the present execution
Of what we chance to sentence.
jEd, Very well.

Sic. Make them be strong, and ready for this hint,

When we shall bap to give't them.

Bru. Go about it.— [Exit /edile.

Put him to cooler straight: He hath been us'd
Ever to conquer, aud to have bis worth
Of contradiction: Being once chafd, he cannot
Be reiu'd again to temperance ; then he speaks
What's In his heart; and that is there, which looks
With us to break his neck.

Enter Coriolanus, Menknius, Cominius,

Senators, and Patricians. Sic. Well, here he comes. Men, Calmly, I do beseech you. Cor. Ay, as an ostler, that for the poorest piece

Will bear the knave t by the volume.—The honour'd gods

Keep Rome in safely, and the chairs of justice

* Own. * ArriMe him of hu hatred.

1 Will hear being cutis*! a ku»v«.

Supplied with worthy men 1 plant love among us 1 Throng our large temples with the shows of peace, And not our streets with war 1

I Sen. Amen, amen!

Men. A noble wish.

Re-enter '/edile, with Citizens. Sic. Draw near, ye people. Aid. List to your tribunes: audience: Peace, 1 say.

Cor. First, hear me speak.

Both Tri. Well, say.—Peace, ho.

Cor. Shall 1 be charg'd no further than this present T Must all determine 1

Sic. I do demand here,
If you submit you to the people's voices.
Allow their otlicers, and are content
To suffer lawful censure for such faults
As shall be prov'd upon you I

Cor. I am content.

Men. Lo, citizens, he says, he is content: The warlike service he has done, consider; Think on the wounds his body beats, which show Like graves i'the holy churchyard.

Cor. Scratches with briers.
Scars to move laughter only.

Men, Consider further.
That when he speaks nut like a citizen,
You find him like a soldier: Do nut take
His rougher accents for malicious sounds,
But, as I say, such as become a soldier,
Rather than envy • you.

Com. Well, well, no more.

Cor. What is the matter,
That being pass'd for consul with full voice,
I am so dishonour'd, that the very hour
You take it off agaiu 1

Sic. Answer to us.

Cor. Say theu: 'tis true, I ought so.

Sic. We charge you, that you have contriv'd to take

From Rome all season'd + office, aud to wind

Yourself into a power tyrannical;

For which, you are a traitor to the people.

Cor. How! Traitor?

Men. Nay, temperately: Your promise.

Cor. The tires i'the lowest hell fold in the people I

Call me their traitor.—Thon injurious tribune I
Willi in tli ine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths,
In thy hands clutch'd j as many millions in
Thy lying tongue Iwth numbers I would say.
Thou liest, unto thee, with voice as free
As 1 do pray the gods.

Sic. Mark you this, people T

dt. To the rock with him! to the rock witb him I

Sic. Peace. We need not put new matter to his charge: What you have seen him do, aud heard him speak. Beating your officers, cursing yourselves, Opposing laws with strokes, and here defying Those whose great power must try him ; even So criminal, and in such capital kind, [this, Deserves the extremest death.

Bru. But since be bath Serv'd well for Rome,

Cor. What I do you prate of service t

Bru. 1 talk of that, that kuow it.

Cor. You?

Men. Is this
The promise that you made your mother t

Com. Know,
I pray you,

Cor. I'll know no further: Let tbem pronounce the steep Tarpelan death * Vagabond exile, flaying; pent to linger Rut with a grain a day; I would not buy Their mercy at the price of one fair word, Nor check my courage for what they can give. To hav't with saying, Good morrow.

Sic. For that he has

* Injure. f Of long st«H*lioff.

(As much as hi him lies) from lime to lime
Envied against the people, seeking means
To pluck away their power: as now at last
Given hostile strokes, and that not in the presence
Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers
That do distribute it—In the name o'the people,
And in the power of us the tribunes, we,
Even from this instant, banish him our city;
lu peril of precipitation
From off the rock Tarpeian, never more
To enter our Rome gates: I'tiic people's name

I say it shall be so.

at. n i

J shall be so, It shall be 10 ; let bun away: in■' - banish'd; Ami so it shall be. Com. Hear me, im masters, and my common

friend a—
Sic. He's sentene'd : no more bearing
Com. Let ine speak:
I have been consul, and can show from * Rome
Her enemies' marks upon me. 1 do love
My country 's good, with a respect more tender.
More holy, and profound, than mine own lite.
My dear wife's estimate,! her womb's increase.
And treasure of my loins; then if I would
Speak that—
Sir. We know your drift : Speak what t
Bru. There's uo more to be said, but he is

As enemy to the people and his country:
It shall be so.

Cit. It shall be so, it shall be so.

Cor. You commou cry J of curs 1 whose breath
I bate

At reok $ o'the rotten fens, whose love I prize
As the dead carcasses of nnburied men
That do corrupt my air, 1 banish you;
And here remain with your uncertainty t
Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts 1
Your enemies, with noddiug of their plumes,
Fan you into despair! Have the power still
To banish your defenders; till, at Icugth,
Your ignorance (which finds not till it feels,)
Making not reservation of yourselves,
(Still your own foes,) deliver you, as most
Abated 1| captives, to some nation
That won you wilhout blows 1 Despising,
For you, toe city, thus I turn my back:
There is a world elsewhere.
[Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, Menenius,
Senators, and Patricians,
/Ed. The people's enemy is gone, is gone!
( it. Our enemy's banish'd I he is gone 1 Hoo!
boo I

[The people shout and throw vp their Haps.

Sic. Go, see biin out at gates, and follow him! As be hath follow'd you, with all despite: Give him descrv'd vexation. Let a guard Attend us through the city.

Ot. Come, come, let us see him out at gates;

The gods preserve our noble tribunes !—Come.



SCENE J.—The same.—Before a Gate of the City.

A noble cunning: yon were ns'd to load m«
With precepts, that wonld make Invincible
The heart thut conn'd them.

Vir. O heavens! O heavens!

Cor. Nay, I pr'ythee, WGmau,—

* c/. Now the red pestilence strike all trades in Rome, And occupations perish I

Cor. What, what, what!
I shall be lov'd when I am lack'd. Nay, mother.
Resume that spirit, when yon were wont to say.
If you had been the wife of Hercules,
Six of bis labours you'd have done, and sav'd
Your husband so much sweat.—Cotniuius,
Droop not; adieu :—Farewell, my wife I my mo

I'll do well yet.—Thou old and true Mencnius,
Thy tears are salter than a younger man's.
And venomous to thine eyes.—My someti i.e

I have seen thee stern, and thou hast oft beheld
Heart-hard'ning spectacles ; tell these sad women,
'Tis fond * to wail inevitable strokes, [well,
As 'tis to laugh at them.—My mother, you wot
My hazards still have been your solace: and
Believe*! not lightly, (though I go alone,
Like to a lonely dragon, that his feu
Makes tv.trM; and talk'd of more than seen your

Will, or exceed the common, or be caught
With cauteloust baits and practice.

Vol. My first I son,
Whither wilt thou go 1 Take good Cominius
With thee a while: Determine on some course,
More than a wild exposture$ to each chance,
That starts i'the way before thee.

Cor. O the gods t

Com. I'll follow thee a month, devise with thre Where thou shalt rest, that thou may'st hear of us.

And we of thee; so, if the time thrust forth
A cause for thy repeal, we shall not send
O'er the vast world, to seek a single man;
And lose advantage, which doth ever cool
■'the absence of the needer.

Cor. Fare ye well :— [fall
Thou hast years upon tbee; and thou art too
Of the wars' surfeits, to go rove with one
That's yet unbruls'd: bring me but out at gate.—
Come, my sweet wife, my dearest mother, and
My friends of noble touch, | when I am forth,
Bid me farewell, and smile. 1 pray yon, come.
While I remain above the ground, yon shall
Hear from me still ; and never of me aught
But what is like me formerly.

Men. That's worthily As any ear can hear.—Come, let's not weep.— If I could shake off but one seven years From these old arms and legs, by the good gods, I'd with thee every foot.

Cor. Give me thy hand :— Come. [Exeunt*

SCENE //.—The same.—A Street near the Gate.

Enter Coriolanus, Yolumnia, Viroilia, Menenius, Cominius, and several young Patricians.

Cor. Come, leave your tears; a brief farewell: —the beast IT With many beads butts me away.—Nay, mother. Where is your ancient courage t yon were us'd To say, extremity was the trier of spirits; That common chances common men could bear; That, when the sea was calm, all boats alike Show'd mastership in floating : fortune's blows, When most struck home, being gentle wounded, craves

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Bru. Why?

Sic. They say, she's mad.
Urn. They have ta'en note of us:
Keep on voiir way.

To/. Oli! you're well met: The hoarded plague o'lhc Rods Requite your love I Men. Peace, peace: be not so loud. Vol. If that 1 could for weeping, you should hear,—

Nay, and you shall bear some.—Will you be gone t [To Brutus.

Vir. You shall (May too; [To Sicin.] 1 would I had the power To say so to my husband. Sic. Are jou mankind 7

Vol. Ay, fool; is that a shame 7—Note but this fool.—

Was not a man my father? Had at thou fox ship • To hnuUh him that struck more blows for Home, Thau thou hast spoken words 7

Sir. O blessed heavens I

Vol. More noble blows, than ever thou wise words;

And for Rome's pood.—I'll tell th"** what ;—
Yet go:—

Nay but thou shall stay too :—I would my sou
Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him,
His good sword in bis hand.

Sit: What then 7

Vlr. What then 7
He'd make an cud of thy posterity.

Vol. Dastards, ami all.—
Good man, the wounds that he does bear for
Rome 1

Men. Come, come, peace.

Sic. 1 would he hail coutiun'd to bis country As be began ; and not uukuit himself The noble knot he made.

Bru. 1 would he had.

Vol. I would he bad 1 'Twas you incens'd the rabble:

Oat*, that can judge as fitly of his worth. As 1 can of those mysteries which heaven will not have earth to know.

Jirit. Pray, let us go.

Vol. Now pray, Sir, get you gone: You have doue a brave deed. Ere you go, hear this:

As far as doth the Capitol exceed
The meanest bouse in Rome, so far my son,
(This lady's husband here, this, do you see,)
Whom you have hanish'd, does exceed you all.

Brit. Well, well, we'll leave you.

Sic. Why stay we to be baited
With one that wants her wits 7

Vol. Take my prayers with you.—
I would the gods bad nothing else to do,

[Exeunt Tribunes.
But to confirm my curses I Could 1 meet them
But ouce a day, it would unclog my heart
Of what lies heavy to't.

Men. You have told them home, Aud by my troth, you have cause. You'll sup with ine?

Vol. Anger's my meat: I sup upon myself, And so shall starve with feeding.—Come let's go: Leave this faint puling, and lament as I do, In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come.

Men. Fie, fle, fie I [Exeunt*

SCENE III.—A highway between Rome and Ant turn.

Enter a Rohan and a Volscb, meeting.

Rom. I know yon well, Sir, and you know me: your name, I think, is Adrian.

Vol. It is so, Sir: truly, I have forgot yon.

Rom. I am a Roman; and my services arc, as vou are, against them: Know yon me yet 7

Vol. Nicanur? No.

Rom. The same, Sir.

Vol. You had more beard, when I last saw

you; but your favour * Is well appeared by your tongue. What's the news in Rome? I have a note from tbeVolscian state, to find you out there; You have well saved me a day's journey.

Rom. There bath been in Rome strange insurrection: the people against the senators, patricians, and nobles.

Vol. Hath been! Is it ended then? Our state thinks not so; they are in a most warlike preparation, aud hope to come upon them in the heat of their division.

Rom. The main blaze of it is past, but a small thing would make it flame again. For the nobles receive so to heart the banishment of that worthy Cpriolamis, that they are in a ripe aptness to take all power from the }>eople, and to pluck from them their tribunes for evci

glowing I can tell you, i iolcn

ever. This lies is almost mature for

the violent breaking out.
Vol. Coriolanus banished?
Rom. Banished, Sir.

Vol. You will lw welcome with this intelligence, Nicanor.

Rom. The day serves well for them now. I have heard it said, the fittest time to corrupt a man's wife, is when she's fallen out with her husband. Your noble Tullus Aufidius will appear well in these wars, his great opposer, Coriolanus, being now in no request of bis couutry.

Vol. He cannot choose. I am most fortunate thus accidentally to encounter you: You have ended my business, and I will merrily accompany you home.

Rom. I shall, ttetween this and supper, tell you most strange things from Rome; all tending to the good of their adversaries. Have you an army ready, say yon?

Vol. A most royal one: the centurions and their charges distinctly billeted, already in the entertainment, t and to be on foot at au hour's warning.

Rom. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, and am the man, I think, that shall set them in present action. So, Sir, heartily well met, and most glad of your company.

Vol. You take my pan from me, Sir; I have the most cause to be glad of yours.

Rom. Well, let us go together. [Ercunt.

SCENE IV.—Antium.—Before AoriDics'f House.

Enter Coriolanus, in mean apparel, di» guiscd and mufti"!.

Cor. A goodly city is this Antium: City,
'Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir
Of these fair edifices 'fore my wars
Have I heard groan, and drop : then know me not
Lest that thy wives with spits, and boys with stones,

Enter a Citizen.
In puny battle slay me.—Save you, Sir.
Cit. And you.

Cor. Direct me, if it be your will,
Where great Aufidius lies: Is he in Antium?

Cit. He is, aud feasts the nobles of the state At his bouse this night.

Cor. Which is his house, 'beseech you 7

Cit. This, here, before you.

Cor. Thank you, Sir: farewell.

[Exit Citizen.

O world thy slippery tarns I Friends uow fast sworn.

Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise.

Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love
Inseparable, shall within this honr,
On a dissentlon of a doit, * break out
To bitterest enmity: So, fellest foes,
Whose passions aud whose plots have broke thel

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