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- 1 Enter Sicinius and Brutus.
- 2 BRUTUS.
- 3 In this point charge him home, that he affects
- 4 Tyrannical power. If he evade us there,
- 5 Enforce him with his envy to the people,
- 6 And that the spoil got on the Antiates
- 7 Was ne’er distributed.
- 8 Enter an Aedile.
- 9 What, will he come?
- 10 AEDILE.
- 11 He’s coming.
- 12 BRUTUS.
- 13 How accompanied?
- 14 AEDILE.
- 15 With old Menenius, and those senators
- 16 That always favoured him.
- 17 SICINIUS.
- 18 Have you a catalogue
- 19 Of all the voices that we have procured,
- 20 Set down by th’ poll?
- 21 AEDILE.
- 22 I have. ’Tis ready.
- 23 SICINIUS.
- 24 Have you collected them by tribes?
- 25 AEDILE.
- 26 I have.
- 27 SICINIUS.
- 28 Assemble presently the people hither;
- 29 And when they hear me say “It shall be so
- 30 I’ th’ right and strength o’ th’ commons,” be it either
- 31 For death, for fine, or banishment, then let them
- 32 If I say “Fine,” cry “Fine,” if “Death,” cry “Death,”
- 33 Insisting on the old prerogative
- 34 And power i’ th’ truth o’ th’ cause.
- 35 AEDILE.
- 36 I shall inform them.
- 37 BRUTUS.
- 38 And when such time they have begun to cry,
- 39 Let them not cease, but with a din confused
- 40 Enforce the present execution
- 41 Of what we chance to sentence.
- 42 AEDILE.
- 43 Very well.
- 44 SICINIUS.
- 45 Make them be strong and ready for this hint
- 46 When we shall hap to give’t them.
- 47 BRUTUS.
- 48 Go about it.
- 49 [_Exit Aedile._]
- 50 Put him to choler straight. He hath been used
- 51 Ever to conquer and to have his worth
- 52 Of contradiction. Being once chafed, he cannot
- 53 Be reined again to temperance; then he speaks
- 54 What’s in his heart; and that is there which looks
- 55 With us to break his neck.
- 56 Enter Coriolanus, Menenius and Cominius with other Senators.
- 57 SICINIUS.
- 58 Well, here he comes.
- 59 MENENIUS.
- 60 Calmly, I do beseech you.
- 61 CORIOLANUS.
- 62 Ay, as an ostler, that for th’ poorest piece
- 63 Will bear the knave by th’ volume.—Th’ honoured gods
- 64 Keep Rome in safety and the chairs of justice
- 65 Supplied with worthy men! Plant love among’s!
- 66 Throng our large temples with the shows of peace
- 67 And not our streets with war!
- 68 FIRST SENATOR.
- 69 Amen, amen.
- 70 MENENIUS.
- 71 A noble wish.
- 72 Enter the Aedile with the Plebeians.
- 73 SICINIUS.
- 74 Draw near, ye people.
- 75 AEDILE.
- 76 List to your tribunes. Audience! Peace, I say!
- 77 CORIOLANUS.
- 78 First, hear me speak.
- 79 BOTH TRIBUNES.
- 80 Well, say.—Peace, ho!
- 81 CORIOLANUS.
- 82 Shall I be charged no further than this present?
- 83 Must all determine here?
- 84 SICINIUS.
- 85 I do demand
- 86 If you submit you to the people’s voices,
- 87 Allow their officers, and are content
- 88 To suffer lawful censure for such faults
- 89 As shall be proved upon you.
- 90 CORIOLANUS.
- 91 I am content.
- 92 MENENIUS.
- 93 Lo, citizens, he says he is content.
- 94 The warlike service he has done, consider. Think
- 95 Upon the wounds his body bears, which show
- 96 Like graves i’ th’ holy churchyard.
- 97 CORIOLANUS.
- 98 Scratches with briars,
- 99 Scars to move laughter only.
- 100 MENENIUS.
- 101 Consider further,
- 102 That when he speaks not like a citizen,
- 103 You find him like a soldier. Do not take
- 104 His rougher accents for malicious sounds,
- 105 But, as I say, such as become a soldier
- 106 Rather than envy you.
- 107 COMINIUS.
- 108 Well, well, no more.
- 109 CORIOLANUS.
- 110 What is the matter,
- 111 That, being passed for consul with full voice,
- 112 I am so dishonoured that the very hour
- 113 You take it off again?
- 114 SICINIUS.
- 115 Answer to us.
- 116 CORIOLANUS.
- 117 Say then. ’Tis true, I ought so.
- 118 SICINIUS.
- 119 We charge you that you have contrived to take
- 120 From Rome all seasoned office and to wind
- 121 Yourself into a power tyrannical,
- 122 For which you are a traitor to the people.
- 123 CORIOLANUS.
- 124 How? Traitor?
- 125 MENENIUS.
- 126 Nay, temperately! Your promise.
- 127 CORIOLANUS.
- 128 The fires i’ th’ lowest hell fold in the people!
- 129 Call me their traitor? Thou injurious tribune!
- 130 Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths,
- 131 In thy hands clutched as many millions, in
- 132 Thy lying tongue both numbers, I would say
- 133 “Thou liest” unto thee with a voice as free
- 134 As I do pray the gods.
- 135 SICINIUS.
- 136 Mark you this, people?
- 137 ALL PLEBEIANS.
- 138 To th’ rock, to th’ rock with him!
- 139 SICINIUS.
- 140 Peace!
- 141 We need not put new matter to his charge.
- 142 What you have seen him do and heard him speak,
- 143 Beating your officers, cursing yourselves,
- 144 Opposing laws with strokes, and here defying
- 145 Those whose great power must try him—even this,
- 146 So criminal and in such capital kind,
- 147 Deserves th’ extremest death.
- 148 BRUTUS.
- 149 But since he hath
- 150 Served well for Rome—
- 151 CORIOLANUS.
- 152 What do you prate of service?
- 153 BRUTUS.
- 154 I talk of that that know it.
- 155 CORIOLANUS.
- 156 You?
- 157 MENENIUS.
- 158 Is this the promise that you made your mother?
- 159 COMINIUS.
- 160 Know, I pray you—
- 161 CORIOLANUS.
- 162 I’ll know no further.
- 163 Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death,
- 164 Vagabond exile, flaying, pent to linger
- 165 But with a grain a day, I would not buy
- 166 Their mercy at the price of one fair word,
- 167 Nor check my courage for what they can give,
- 168 To have’t with saying “Good morrow.”
- 169 SICINIUS.
- 170 For that he has,
- 171 As much as in him lies, from time to time
- 172 Envied against the people, seeking means
- 173 To pluck away their power, as now at last
- 174 Given hostile strokes, and that not in the presence
- 175 Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers
- 176 That do distribute it, in the name o’ th’ people
- 177 And in the power of us the Tribunes, we,
- 178 Even from this instant, banish him our city
- 179 In peril of precipitation
- 180 From off the rock Tarpeian, never more
- 181 To enter our Rome gates. I’ th’ people’s name,
- 182 I say it shall be so.
- 183 ALL PLEBEIANS.
- 184 It shall be so, it shall be so! Let him away!
- 185 He’s banished, and it shall be so.
- 186 COMINIUS.
- 187 Hear me, my masters and my common friends—
- 188 SICINIUS.
- 189 He’s sentenced. No more hearing.
- 190 COMINIUS.
- 191 Let me speak.
- 192 I have been consul and can show for Rome
- 193 Her enemies’ marks upon me. I do love
- 194 My country’s good with a respect more tender,
- 195 More holy and profound, than mine own life,
- 196 My dear wife’s estimate, her womb’s increase,
- 197 And treasure of my loins. Then if I would
- 198 Speak that—
- 199 SICINIUS.
- 200 We know your drift. Speak what?
- 201 BRUTUS.
- 202 There’s no more to be said, but he is banished
- 203 As enemy to the people and his country.
- 204 It shall be so.
- 205 ALL PLEBEIANS.
- 206 It shall be so, it shall be so!
- 207 CORIOLANUS.
- 208 You common cry of curs, whose breath I hate
- 209 As reek o’ th’ rotten fens, whose loves I prize
- 210 As the dead carcasses of unburied men
- 211 That do corrupt my air, I banish you!
- 212 And here remain with your uncertainty;
- 213 Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts;
- 214 Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes,
- 215 Fan you into despair! Have the power still
- 216 To banish your defenders, till at length
- 217 Your ignorance—which finds not till it feels,
- 218 Making but reservation of yourselves,
- 219 Still your own foes—deliver you,
- 220 As most abated captives to some nation
- 221 That won you without blows! Despising
- 222 For you the city, thus I turn my back.
- 223 There is a world elsewhere.
- 224 [_Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, with other Senators._]
- 225 AEDILE.
- 226 The people’s enemy is gone, is gone.
- 227 ALL PLEBEIANS.
- 228 Our enemy is banished; he is gone. Hoo, hoo!
- 229 [_They all shout and throw up their caps._]
- 230 SICINIUS.
- 231 Go see him out at gates, and follow him,
- 232 As he hath followed you, with all despite.
- 233 Give him deserved vexation. Let a guard
- 234 Attend us through the city.
- 235 ALL PLEBEIANS.
- 236 Come, come, let’s see him out at gates! Come!
- 237 The gods preserve our noble tribunes! Come.
- 238 [_Exeunt._]