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Leave nothing out for length, and make us think,
We are convented
Which the rather
That's off, that's off,
He loves your people ;
(Coriolanus rises, and offers to go away, 1 Sen. Sit, Coriolanus: never shame to hear What you have nobly done. Cor.
Your honours' pardon;
Sir, I hope,
No, sir: yet oft,
pie, I love them as they weigh. Men.
Pray now, sit down.
• Nothing to the purpose..
Cor. I had rather have one scratch my head i'the
sun, When the alarum were struck*, than idly sit To hear my vothings monster'd.
[Erit Coriolanus. Men.
Masters o'the people, Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter (That's thousand to one good one), when you new see, He had rather venture all his limbs for honour, Than one of his ears to hear itt-Proceed, Cominius.
Com. I shall lack voice : the deeds of Coriolanus Should not be utter'd feebly.-It is held, That valour is the chiefest virtue, and Most dignifies the havert: if it be, The man I speak of cannot in the world Be singly counterpois'd. At sixteen years, When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought Beyond the mark of others : our then dictator, Whom with all praise I point at, saw him fight, When with his Amazonian chin f he drove The bristled $ lips before him: he bestrid An o'er-press'd Roman, and i' the consul's view Slew three opposers: Tarquin's self he met, And struck him on his knee: in that day's feats, When he might act the woman in the scenell, He prov'd best man i'the field, and for his meedg Was brow.bound with the oak. His pupil age Man-entered thus, he waxed like a sea ; And, in the brunt of seventeen battles since, He lurch'd** all swords o'the garland. For this last, Before and in Corioli, let me say, I cannot speak him home: He stopp'd the fiers; And, by his rare example, made the coward Turn terror into sport: as waves before
# Summons to battle. + Possessor.
Without a beard. Ø Bearded. M Smooth-faced enough to act a woman's parts. Reward,
A vessel under sail, so men obey'd,
Our spoils he kick'd at;
He's right noble;
Call for Coriolanus. OffHe doth appear.
Men. The senate, Coriolanus, are well pleas'd
I do owe them still
Wearied. VOL. VI.
It then remaios,
I do beseech you,
Sir, the people
Put them not to't:
It is a part
Mark you that?
Do not stand upon't.-
(Flourish. Then exeunt Senators. Bru. You see how he intends to use the people. Sic. May they perceive his intent! He that will
Come, we'll inform them
1 Cit. Once, if he do require our voices, we ought not to deny him.
2 Cit. We may, sir, if we will.
3 Cit. We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is a power that we have no power to do: for if he show us his vounds, and tell us his deeds, we are to put our tongues into those wounds, and speak for them; so, if he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous: and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude; of the which, we being members, should bring ourselves to be inoustrous members.
1 Cit. And to make us no better thought of, a little help will serve: for once, when we stood up about the corn, he himself stuck not to call us the many-headed multitude.
3 Cit. We have been called so of many; not that our heads are some brown, some black, some auburn, some bald, but that our wits are so diversiy coloured : and truly I think, if all our wits were to issue out of one scull, they would fly east, west, north, south; and their consent of oue direct way should be at once to all the points o'the compass.
2 Cit. Think you so? Which way, do you judge, my wit would fly?
3 Cit. Nay, your wit will not so soon out as ano. ther man's will, 'tis strongly wedged up in a blockhead: but if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, southward.