TULLUS AUFIDIUS, general of the Volscians. Lieutenant to Aufidius. Conspirators with Aufidius. A Citizen of Antium. Two Volscian Guards. VOLUMNIA, mother to Coriolanus. VIRGILIA, wife to Coriolanus. VALERIA, friend to Virgilia. Gentlewoman, attending Virgilia. Roman and Volscian Senators, Patricians, Ediles, Lictors, Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, Servants to Aufidius, and other Attendants. SCENE,-partly in Rome; and partly in the territories of the VOL.SCIANS and ANTIATES. Cit. Resolved, resolved. 2 Cit. Would you proceed especially against Caius Marcius? Cit. Against him first; he's a very dog to the commonalty. 2 Cit. Consider you what services he has done for his country? 1 Cit. Very well; and could be content to give him good report for't, but that he pays himself with being proud. 2 Cit. Nay, but speak not maliciously. 1 Cit. I say unto you, what he hath done fa 1 Cit. First you know, Caius Marcius is chief mously, he did it to that end; though soft conenemy to the people. Cit. We know't, we know't. 1 Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our own price. Is't a verdict? Cit. No more talking on't let it be done: away, away. 2 Cit. One word, good citizens. 1 Cit. We are accounted poor citizens; the patricians, good: What authority surfeits on, would relieve us; If they would yield us but the superfluity, while it were wholesome, we might guess, they relieved us humanely; but they think, we are too dear the leanness that afflicts us, the object of our misery, is an inventory to particularize their abundance; our sufferance is a gain to them. - Let us revenge this with our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know, I speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge. : scienc'd men can be content to say, it was for his country, he did it to please his mother, and to be partly proud; which he is, even to the altitude of his virtue. 2 Cit. What he cannot help in his nature, you account a vice in him: You must in no way say, he is covetous. 1 Cit. If I must not, I need not be barren of accusations; he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetition. [Shouts within.] What shouts are these? The other side o'the city is risen: Why stay we prating here? to the Capitol. Cit. Come, come. 1 Cit. Soft; who comes here? Enter MENENIUS AGRIPPA. 2 Cit. Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one that hatu always loved the people. 1 Cit. He's one honest enough; 'Would, all the est were so! Men. What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you. 1 Cit. Our business is not unknown to the senate; they have had inkling, this fortnight, what we intend to do, which now we'll show 'em in deeds. They say, poor suitors have strong breaths; they shall know, we have strong arms too. Men. Why, masters, my good friends, mine honest neighbours, Will you undo yourselves? 1 Cit. We cannot, sir, we are undone already. Men. I tell you, friends, most charitable care Have the patricians of you. For your wants, Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well Strike at the heaven with your staves, as lift them Against the Roman state; whose course will on The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs Of more strong link asunder, than can ever Appear in your impediment: For the dearth, The gods, not the patricians, make it; and Your knees to them, not arms, must help. You are transported by calamity Thither where more attends you; and you slander The helms o'the state, who care for you like fathers, When you curse them as enemies. Alack, 1 Cit. Care for us! - True, indeed! They ne er cared for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and their store-houses crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to support usurers: repeal daily any wholesome act established against the rich; and provide more piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all the love they bear us. Men. Either you must Confess yourselves wondrous malicious, 1 Cit. Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not think to fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an't please you, deliver. Men. There was a time, when all the body's members Rebell'd against the belly; thus accus'd it: - I' the midst o'the body, idle and inactive, Like labour with the rest; where the other instru 1 Cit. Well, sir, what answer made the belly? Men. Sir, I shall tell you.—With a kind of smile, Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus, (For, look you, I may make the belly smile, As well as speak,) it tauntingly replied To the discontented members, the mutinous parts That envied his receipt; even so most fitly As you malign our senators, for that They are not such as you. 1 Cit. Your belly's answer: What! The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye, The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier, 1 Cit. The former agents, if they did complain, What could the belly answer? I will tell you; Men. If you'll bestow a small (of what you have little,) Even to the court, the heart, -to the seat o'the brain; me, 1 Cit. Ay, sir; well, well. Men. Though all at once cannot See what I do deliver out to each; Yet I can make my audit up, that all From me do back receive the flower of all, And leave me but the bran. What say you to't? 1 Cit. It was an answer: How apply you this? Men. The senators of Rome are this good belly, And you the mutinous members: For examine Their counsels, and their cares; digest things rightly, Touching the weal o'the common; you shall find, No publick benefit, which you receive, But it proceeds, or comes, from them to you, And no way from yourselves. What do you think? You, the great toe of this assembly? 1 Cit. I the great toe? Why the great toe? Men. For that being one o'the lowest, basest, That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights you, The other makes you proud. He that trusts you Where he should find you lions, finds you hares; Where foxes, geese: You are no surer, no, The city is well stor❜d. Mar. Hang 'em! They say? Conjectural marriages; making parties strong, Would the nobility lay aside their ruth, Men. Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded; Mar. They are dissolved: Hang 'em! They said, they were an-hungry; sigh'd forth pro verbs ; Mar. I am glad on't; then we shall have means to vent Our musty superfluity: - See, our best elders. Enter COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, and other Senators; JUNIUS BRUTUS, and SICINIUS VELUTUS. 1 Sen. Marcius, 'tis true, that you have lately told us; The Volces are in arms. Mar. They have a leader, And were I any thing but what I am, Com. You have fought together. Mar. Were half to half the world by the ears. and he Upon my party, I'd revolt, to make Only my wars with him: he is a lion That I am proud to hunt. 1 Sen. Then, worthy Marcius, Attend upon Cominius to these wars. Com. It is your former promise. Mar. Sir, it is; And I am constant. - - Titus Lartius, thou Tit. Men. 1 Sen. Your company to the know, Our greatest friends attend us. Tit. O, true bred! Capitol; where, 1 Lead you on: Follow, Cominius; we must follow you; Right worthy you priority. Com. Noble Lartius! 1 Sen. Hence! To your homes, be gone. [To the Citizens. Mar. Nay, let them follow : The Volces have much corn; take these rats thither, To gnaw their garners: Worshipful mutineers, Your valour puts well forth: pray, follow. [Exeunt Senators, Coм. MAR. TIT. and ΜΕΝΕΝ. Citizens steal away. Sic. Was ever man so proud as is this Marcius? Bru. He has no equal. Sic. When we were chosen tribunes for the people, Bru. Mark'd you his lip, and eyes? Sic. Opinion, that so sticks on Marcius, shall Bru. Come: Half all Cominius' honours are to Marcius, Upon his present action. Besides, if things go well, self in a more comfortable sort: If my son were my Let's hence, and hear Let's along. [Exeunt. Corioli. The Senate-House. Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS, and certain Senators. [Reads. Is it not yours? 1 Sen. Our army's in the field: We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready Auf. Nor did you think it folly, To keep your great pretences veil'd, till when It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery, Take your commission; hie you to your bands: If they set down before us, for the remove O, doubt not that; All. The gods assist you! Auf. And keep your honours safe! 1 Sen. 2 Sen. Farewell. Farewell. Vol. Indeed, you shall not. Methinks, I hear hither your husband's drum; As children from a bear, the Volces shunning him: Vir. His bloody brow! O, Jupiter, no blood! Val. How do you both? you are manifest housekeepers. What, are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good faith. How does your little son? Vir. I thank your ladyship; well, good madam. Vol. He had rather see the swords, and hear a drum, than look upon his school-master. Val. O' my word, the father's son: I'll swear, 'tis a very pretty boy. O' my troth, I looked upon him o' Wednesday half an hour together: he has such a confirmed countenance. I saw him run after a gilded butterfly; and when he caught it, he Vol. I pray you, daughter, sing; or express your- let it go again; and after it again; and over and over Enter VOLUMNIA and VIRGILIA: They sit down on two low stools, and sew. Vir. 'Tis not to save labour, nor that I want love. Val. You would be another Penelope : yet, they say, all the yarn she spun, in Ulysses' absence, did but fill Ithaca full of moths. Come; I would, your cambrick were sensible as your finger, that you might leave pricking it for pity. Come, you shal go with us. Vir. No, good madam, pardon me; indeed, I will not forth. Val. In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you excellent news of your husband. Vir. O, good madam, there can be none yet. Val. Verily, I do not jest with you; there came news from him last night. I'll buy him of you. Mar. Lart. No, I'll nor sell, nor give him: lend you him, I will, For half a hundred years. Summon the town. ours. Now, Mars, I pr'ythee, make us quick in work; That we with smoking swords may march from hence, To help our fielded friends!— Come, blow thy blast. They sound a parley. Enter, on the walls, some Senators, and others. Tullus Aufidius, is he within your walls 1 Sen. No, nor a man that fears you less than he, That's lesser than a little. Hark, our drums [Alarums afar off. Are bringing forth our youth: We'll break our walls, Rather than they shall pound us up: Our gates, Which yet seem shut, we have but pinn'd with rushes; They'll open of themselves. Hark you, afar off; [Other alarums. work he makes There is Aufidius; list, what The Volces enter, and pass over the stage. Mar. They fear us not, but issue forth their city. Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight With hearts more proof than shields. — Advance, brave Titus: They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts, Which makes me sweat with wrath. - Come on, my fellows; He that retires, I'll take him for a Volce, Alarums, and exeunt Romans and Volces, fighting. The Romans are beaten back to their trenches. Re-enter MARCIUS. Mar. All the contagion of the south light on you, You shames of Rome!-you herd of― Boils and plagues Plaster you o'er; that you may be abhorr'd Or, by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the foe, Another alarum. The Volces and Romans re-enter seconds : 'Tis for the followers fortune widens them, Not for the fliers: mark me, and do the like. [He enters the gates, vná is shut in. |