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Tro. Let me read.

Fellow, commend my service to her beauty; Pan. A whoreson plisick, a whoreson ras- | Tell her, I have chastis'd the amorous Trojan, cally ptisick so troubles me, and the foolish And am her knight by proof. fortune of this girl; and what one thing, what Serv. I go, my lord. [Exit SERVANT another, that I shall leave you one o'these days: And I have a rheum in mine eyes too:

Enter AGAMEMNON. and such an ache in my bones, that, unless a Agam Renew, renew! The fierce Polydamus man were cursed, I cannot tell what to think Hath beat down Menon : bastard Margarelon on't.-What says she there?

Hath Doreus prisoner: Tro. Words, words, mere words, no matter | And stands colossus-wise, waving his beam,

from the heart; [Tearing the letter. | Upon the pashedt corses of the kings The effect doth operate another way.-

Epistrophus and Cedius: Polixenes is slain ; Go, wind to wind, there turn and change toge | Amphimachus, and Thons, deadly hurt; ther.

Patroclus ta'en, or slaid; and Palamedes My love with words and errors still she feeds; Sore hurt and bruised: the dreadful Sagittary But edifies another with her deeds.

Appals our numbers ; haste we, Diomed,

[Exeunt severally. To reinforcement, or wc perish all. SCENE IV.-Between Troy and the Grecian


| Nest. Go, bear Patroclus' body to Achilles ; Alarums : Excursions. Enter THERSITES.

| And bid the snail-pac'd Ajax arm for shame. Ther. Now they are clapper-clawing one an

There is a thousand Hectors in the field: other; Ill go look on. That dissembling abo

Now here he fights or: Galathe his horse, minable varlet, Diomed, has got that same ! And there they flv, or die, like scaled scullst

And there lacks work; anon, he's there afoot, scurvy doting foolish young knave's sleeve of

Before the belching whale; then is he yonder, Troy there, in his helm: I would fain see them

And there the strawy Greeks, ripe for his edge, ineet; that that same young Trojan ass, that loves the whore there, might send that Greek

Fall down before hija, like the mower's swath:

Here, there, and every where, he leaves, and ish whoremasterly villain, with the sleeve,

| Dexterity so obeying appetite,

xterity só obevine appetite, back to the dissembling luxurious drab, on a

takes; sleeveless errand. O'the other side, The po

That what he will, 1.e does; and does so much, licy of those crafty swearing rascals,-that

That proof is call'd impossibility. stale old mouse-eaten dry cheese, Nestor;

Enter ULYSSES. and that same dog-fox, Ulysses,- is not proved

Ulyss. (), courage, courage, princes! great worth a blackberry :They set me up, in policy, that mongrel cur, Ajax, against that dog


[geance: of as bad a kind. Achilles, and now is the curl Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing venAjax prouder than the cur Achilles, and will

Patroclus® wounds have rous'd his drowsy not arm to-day: whereapon the Grecians be

blood, gin to proclair barbarism, and policy grows

Together with his mangled Myrmidons, into an ill opinion. Soft! here come sleeve,

That noseless, handless, hack'd and chipp'd, and t'other.

come to him,

Crying on Hector. Ajax hath lost a friend, Enter DIOMEDES, Troilus following. And foams at mouth, and he is arm’d, and Tro. Fly not; for, should'st thou take the

at it,

Roaring for Troilus; who hath done to-day river Styx, I would swim after.

Mad and fantastic execution ; Dio. Thou dost miscall retire:

Engaging and redeeming of himself, I do not fly; but advantageous care

With such a careless foroe, and forceless care, Withdrew me from the odds of multitude:

| As if that luck, in very spite of cunning, Have at thee!

Bade him win all. Ther. Hold thy whore, Grecian !--now for

Enter AJAX. thy whore, Trojan !--now the sleeve, now the

Ajar. Troilus! thou coward Troilus! (Exit. [Exeunt Troilus und DIOMEDES, fighting.

Dio. Ay, there, there.

Nest. So, so, we draw together.
Enter Hector.

Enter Achilles.
Hect. What art thou, Greek ? art thou for
Hector's match

Achil. Where is this Hector ?
Art thou of blood, and honour?

Come, come, thou boy-queller,show thy face; Ther. ama rascal: a scurvy rail. | Know what it is to meet Achilles angry. ing knave; a very filthy rogue.

Hector! where's Hector? I will none but Hec. Hect. I do believe thee;-live. (Exit.


[Exeunt. Ther. God-a-mercy, that thou wilt believe me; But a plague break thy neck, for frighting SCENE VI.-Another part of the Field. me! What's become of the wenching rogues?

Enter AJAX. I think, they have swallowed one another; I would laugh at that miracle. Yet, in a sort,

Ajar. Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show lechery eats itselt. I'll seek them. (Exit.

thy head! SCENE V.-The same.


Dio. Troilus, I say! where's Troilus?

Ajax. What would'st thou ?
Dio. Go, go, my servant, take thou Troilus'

Dio. I would correct him, horse ; Present the fair steed to my lady Cressid:

* Lance. + Pruised, crushed. Shoal offer 1 Killer


Ajax. Were I the general, thou should'st | Paris, 'loo ! The bull has the game :-'ware have my office,

(Troilus! horns, ho! [Exeunt Paris and MENELAUS. £re that correction:-Troilus, I say! what,

Enter Troilus.
Tro. O traitor Diomed !-turn thy false face,

Mar. Turn, slave, and fight.
thou traitor,

Ther. What art thou ? And pay thy life thou ow'st me for my horse!

Mar. A bastard son of Priam's. Dio. Ha! art thou there?

Ther. I am a bastard too ; I love bastards: 1 Ajar. I'll fight with bim alone: stand, Dio

am a bastard begot, bastard instructed, bastard med.

in mind, bastard in valour, in every thing illeDio. He is my prize, I will not look upon.*

gitimate, One bear will not bite another, and Tro. Come both, you coggingt Greeks;

wherefore should one bastard ? Take heed, the have at you both. (Exeunt, fighting:

quarrel's most ominous to us: if the son of a

whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgement: Enter HECTOR.

Farewell, bastard.

Mar. The devil take thee, coward! [Exeunt. Hect. Yea, Troilus ? 0, well fought, my youngest brother!

SCENE IX.-Another part of the Field.

Enter HECTOR. Enter ACHILLES. Achil. Now do I see thee: Ha! Have at Hect. Most putrified core, so fair without, thee, Hector.

| Thy goodly arīnour thus hath cost thy life. Hect. Pause, if thou wilt.

Now is my day's work done ; I'll take good Achil. I do 'disdain thy courtesy, Froud


[death! Trojan.

Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and Be happy, that my arms are out of use:

[Puts off his helmet, and hangs his shield My rest and negligence befriend thee now,

behind him. But thou anon shalt hear of me again;

Enter ACHILLES and Myrmidons. Till when, go seek thy fortune.

(Exit. Hect. Fare thee well :

Achil. Look, Hector, how the sun begins to I would have been much more a fresher man,

set ; Had I expected thee.-How now, my brother? How ugly night comes breathing at his heels :

Even with the veil and dark’ning of the sun, Re-enter TROILUS.

To close the day up, Hector's life is done.

Hect. I ain unarm’d; forego this vantage, * Tro. Ajax hath ta'en Æneas; Shall it be?

Grcek. No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven, Achil. Strike, fellows, strike ; this is the man He shall not carry 1 kim; I'll be taken too,

I seek.

[HECTOR falls Dr bring him off:-Fate, hear me what I say ! So, Ilion, fall thou next! now, Troy, sink I recký not though I end my life to-day. (Exit.


bone. Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy Euter one in sumptuous Armour. On, Myrmidons; and cry you all amain,

Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain. Hect. Stand, stand, thou Greek; thou art a

(4 Retreat sounded. goodly mark :

Hark! a retreat upon our Grecian part. No? wilt thoá not ?-1 like thy armour well ;)

Myr. The Trojan trumpets sound the like, I'll frush it, and unlock the rivets all,

my lord. But I'll be master of it :-Wilt thou not, beast,

Achil. The dragon wing of night o'erspreads abide?

the earth, Why then, fiy on, I'll hunt thee for thy hide.

| And, stickler + like, the armies separates.

(Exeunt. | My half-supp'd sword, that frankly I would SCENE VII.-The same.

have fed,

Pleas'd with this dainty bit, thus goes to bed.Enter ACHILLES, with Myrmidons.

[Sheaths his sword. Achil. Come here about me, you my Myr. Come, tie his body to my horse's tail; midons;

Along the field I will the Trojan trail. [Exeunt. Mark what I say.-Attend me where I wheel : Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves in

SCENE X.-The same. breath;

Enter AGAMEMNON, AJAX, Menelaus, NesAnd when I have the bloody Hector found, Empale him with your weapons round about;

TOR, DIOMEDES, and others, marching. Shouts In fellest manner execute


your arms. Follow me, Sirs, and my proceedings eye : Agam. Hark! hark! what shout is that? It is decreed-Hector the great must die. Nest. Peace, drums.


[Within) Achilles !

Achilles ! Hector's slain! Achilles !
SCENE VIII.The same.

Dio. The bruit g is-Hector's slain, and by Enter Menelaus and Paris, fighting: then


Ajax. If it be so, yet bragless let it be;

Great Hector was as good a man as he.' Ther. The cuckold, and the cuckold-maker Agum. Marcb patiently along :- Let one be are at it: Now, bull! now, dog! 'Loo, Paris,

sent loo! now my double-henned sparrow! 'loo, To pray Achilles see us at our tent.

* Not be a lonker.on.
• Prevail orci.
# Burst.

+ Lying.


* Take not this advantage † An arbitrator at athletic games.

Noise, rumour.


If in his death the gods have us befriended, I'll haunt thee like a wierce conscience stil, Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are That mouldeth goblins swift as frazy ended. (Exeunt, marching. I thoughts.

[go: SCENE XI.-Another part of the field.

Strike a free march to Troy!—with comfort

| Hope of revenge shall hide our inward woe. Enter Æneas and TROJANS.

[Exeunt Æneas and TROJANS Æne. Stand, ho! yet are we masters of the

As Troilus is going out, enter from the other field: Never go home; here starve we out the night.


Pan. But hear you, hear you!
Enter Troilus.

Tro. Hence, broker lackey! ignomy* and Tro. Hector is slain.

shame All. Hector?—The gods forbid !

Pursue thy life, and live ayet with thy name. Tro. He's dead; and at the murderer's

[Exit T ROILES horse's tail,


| Pan. A goodly med’cine for my aching en beastly sort, dragg'd through the shameful bones!-() world! world! world! thus is the Frown on, you heavens, effect your rage with poor agent despised! ( traitors and bawds, speed!

Trov! | how earnestly are you set a' work, and how ill Sit, gods, upon your thrones, and smile at requited! Why should our endeavour be so I say, at once let your brief plagues be mercy,

our brief plagues be mercy. loved, and the performance so loathed? what And linger not our sure destructions on!

verse for it? what instance for it?-Let me Æne. My lord, you do discomfort all the see:host.

Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing, Tro. You understand me not, that tell me so:

Till he hath lost his honey and his sting: I do not speak of flight, of fear, of death; And being once subdued in armed tail, But dare all imminence, that gods and men,

Sweet honey and sweet notes together fail. Address their dangers in. Hector is gone!

| Good traders in the flesh, set this in your Who shall tell Priam so, or Hecuba ?

painted cloths. Let him that will a screech-owl aye* be callid, As many as be here of pander's hall, Go in to Troy, and say there-Hector's dead:

Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's fall: There is a word will Priam turn to stope; Or, if you cannot weep, yet give some groans, Make wells and Niobes of the maids and wives,

Though not for me, yet for your aching bones. Cold statues of the youth; and, in a word,

Brethren, and sisters, of the hold-door trade, Scare Troy out of itself. But, march, away:

Some two months hence my will shall here be Hector is dead; there is no more to say.

made; Stay yet;—You vile abominable tents,

It should be now, but that my fear is this, Thus proudly pightt upon our Phrygian plains,

Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss: Let Titan rise as early as he dare,

Till then I'll sweat, and seek about for eases; I'll through and through you! And thou,

And, at that time, bequeath you my diseases. great-siz'd coward!.

[Erit. No space of earth shall sunder our two hates;

* Ignominy

Canvas hangingo for rooms, minted wilt echina + Pitched, Axech

ud rotta



Cairs MARCIUS CORIOLANUS, a noble Roman. | VOLUMNIA, Mother to Coriolanus.
Titus LARTIUS, Generals against the Vol- | VIRGILIA, Wife to Coriolanus.


VALERIA, Friend to Virgilia.
MENENIUS AGRIPPA, Friend to Coriolanus. GENTLEWOMAN, attending Virgilia.
Sicinius VELUTUS, Tribunes of the people.
Young MARCIUS, Son to Coriolanus.

Roman and Volscian Senators, Patricians, A ROMAN HERALD.

Ædiles, Lictors, Soldiers, Citizens, Messen. Tullus AUFIDIUS, General of the Volscians.

gers, Servants to Aufidius, and other AttenLIEUTENANT to Aufidius.

dants. CONSPIRATORS with Aufidius. A CITIZEN of Antium.

SCENE; partly in Rome, and partly in the Two VOLSCIAN GUARDS.

| Territories of the Volscians and Antiates.


ACT 1.

give him good report for't, but that he pays

himself with being proud. SCENE 1.Rome.- A Street.

2 Cit. Nay, but speak not maliciously.

1 Cit. I say unto you, what he hath done Enter a Company of mutinous Citizens, with famously, he did it to that end: though soft

Staves, Clubs, and other Weapons. conscienc'd men can be content to say, it was i Cit. Before we proceed any further, hear

for his country, he did it to please his mother me speak.

and to be partly proud; which he is, even to Cii. Speak, speak. (Several speaking at once.

the altitude of his virtue. i Cit. You are all resolved rather to die, than

2 Cit. What he cannot help in his nature, to famish?

you account a vice in him: You must in no Cit. Resolved, resolved.

way say, he is covetous. 1 Cit. First you know, Caius Marcius is chief 1 Cit. If I must not, I need not be barren of enemy to the people.

accusations; he hath faults, with surplus, to Cit. We know't, we know't.

tire in repetition. Shouts within.1 What 1 Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have corn

shouts are these? The other side o'the city is at our own price. Is't a verdict?

risen: Why stay we prating here? to the CapiCit. No more talking on't; let it be done: away, away.

Cit. Come, come. 2 Cit. One word, good citizens.

1 Cit. Soft; who comes here? i Cit. We are accounted poor citizens; the patricians, good:* What authority surfeits on,

Enter Menenius Agrippa. would relieve us; If they would yield us but. 2 Cit. Worthy Menenius Agrippa; the superfluity, while it were wholesome, we hath always loved the people. might guess, they relieved us humanely; but i Cit. He's one honest enough; 'Would, all they think, we are too dear: the leanness that the rest were so! afflicts us, the object of our misery, is as an in- Men. What work's, my countrymen, in hand? ventory to particularize their abundance; our

Where go you sufferance is a gain to them.-Let us revenge With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, this with our pikes, ere we become rakes:t for

pray you. the gods know, I speak this in hunger for i Cit. Our business is not unknown to the oread, not in thirst for revenge.

senate; they have had inkling, this fortnight, i Cít. Would you proceed especially against what we intend to do, which now we'll show Caius Marcius ?

'em in deeds. They say, poor suitors have Cit. Against him first; he's a very dog to strong breaths; they shall know, we bare the commonalty.

strong arms too. 2 lit. Consider you what services he has | Men. Why, masters, my good friends, mine done for his country?

honest neighbours, 1 Cit. Very well; and could be content to Will you undo yourselves?'

Ti Cit. We cannot, Sir, we are undone al. • Rich

+ Thin as rakes.

e that

2 p roadv.


Men. I tell you, irends, most charitable care iIf you'll bestow a small (of what you have Have the patricians of you. For your wants,

[swer. Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well Patience, a while, you'll hear the belly's an. Strike at the heaven with your staves, as lift i Cit. You are long about it, them

[onMen. Note me tbis, good friend; Against the Roman state; whose course will Your most grave belly was deliberate, The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs Not rash like his accusers, and thus answer'd. Of more strong link asunder, than can ever

can ever True is it, mu incorporate friends, quoth he, Appear in your impediment: For the dearth, That I receive the generul food ut first, The gods, not the patricians, make it; and Which you do live-upon: and fit it is ; Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Because I am the store-house, und the shop Alack,

Of the whole body : But if you do remember, You are transported by calamity (slander I send it through the rivers of your blood, Thither where more attends you; and you Eren to the court, the heart, to the seat o'the The helms o'the state, who care for you like

brain; When you curse them as enemies. (fathers, And, through the cranks* and offices of man,

1 Cit. Care for us !—True, indeed!—They The strongest nerves, and small inferior veins, ne?er cared for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and From me receire that natural competency their store-houses cramined with grain; make Whereby they live: And though that all at once, edicts for usury, to support usurers : repeal You, my good friends, (this says the belly, daily any wholesome act established against

mark me,the rich; and provide more piercing statutes 1 Cit. Ay, Sir; well, well. : daily, to chain up and restrain the poor. If the Men. Though all at once cannot wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all See what I do deliver ont to each ; the love they bear us.

Yet I can make my audit up, that all, Men. Either you must

From me do back receive the flour of all, Confess yourselves wondrous malicious, And leave me but the bran. What say you to't? Or be accus'd of folly. I shall tell you

I Cit. It was an answer: How apply you A pretty tale ; it may be, you have heard it;

this? But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture Men, The senators of Rome are this good To scale't* a little more.

1 Cit. Well, I'll hear it, Sir ; yet you must And you the mutinous members: For examine not think to fob off our disgracet with a tale: 1 Their counsels, and their cares; digest things but, an't please you, deliver.


(find, Men. There was a time, when all the body's Touching the weal o'the common? you shall members

No public benefit which you receive, Rebell'd against the belly; thus accus'd it: But it proceeds, or comes, from them to you, That only like a gulf it did remain

And no way from yourselves.-What do you I'the midst o'the body, idle and inactive,

think? Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing You the great toe of this assembly? Like labour with the rest; where the other 1 Cit. I the great toe? Why the great toe? instruments

Men. For that being one o'the lowest, basest, Did see, and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel,


(most: And, mutually participate, did minister Of this most wise rebellion, thou go'st foreUnto the appetite and affection common Thou rascal, that art worst in blood, to run Of the whole body. The belly answered, Lead'st first to win some vantage.-

1 Cit. Well, Sir, what answer made the But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs; belly ?

Rome and her rats are at the point of battle, Men. Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind of The one side must have bail.t Hail, noble


Marcius! Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even (For, look you, I may make the belly smile,

Enter Caius MARCIUS. As well as speak,) iť tauntingly replied Mar. Thanks.-What's the matter, you disTo the discontented members, the mutinous

sentious rogues, parts

That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion, That envied his receipt; even so most fitlys Make yourselves scabs ? As you malign our senators, fur that

1 Cit. We have ever your good word. They are not such as you.

Mar. He that will give good words to thee, i Cit. Your belly's answer: What!

will flatter The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye, Beneath abhorring.–What would you have, The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,

you curs,

[you, Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter, That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights With other muniments and petty helps

The other makes you proud. He that trusts In this our fabric, if that they


[hares; Men. What then?

Where he should find you lions, finds you 'Fore me, this fellow speaks!-what then? Where foxes, geese : You are no surer, no, what then?

Than is the coal of fire upon the ice, I Cit. Should by the cormorant belly be re- Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is, strain'd,

To make him worthy, whose offence subdues Who is the sink'o'the body,


atness, Men. Well, what then?

And curse that justice did it. Who deserves I Cit. The former agents, if they did com- Deserves your hate : and your affections are What could the belly answer?

(plain, A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Men. I will tell you;

Which would increase his evil. He that de.

pends * Sorend it,

+ Hardship. Whereas,

$ Exactiy
* Windings.

+ Bane,


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