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Then vail your ignorance: if none, awake
Well-on to the market.place.
Well, well, no more of that. Cor. (Though there the people had more absolute
Why, shall the people give
I'll give my reasons, More worthier than their voices. They know, the
corn Was not our recompence; resting well assur'd They ne'er did service fort: Being press'd to the
war, Even when the navel of the state was touch'd, They would not thread the gates: this kind of
service Did not deserve corn gratis : beiog i' the war, Their mutinies and revolts, wherein they show'd Most valour, spoke not for them: The accusation
• Pass through.
Which they have often made against the senate,
No, take more: What may be sworn by, both divine and human, Seal what I end withal !- This double worship, Where one part does disdain with cause, the other Insult without all reason; where gentry, title, wis
dom, Cannot conclude, but by the yea and no of general ignorance, it must omit Real necessities, and give way the while To unstable slightness: purpose so barr'd, it follows, Nothing is done to purpose: Therefore, beseech
you,You that will be less fearful than discreet; That love the fundamental part of state, More than you doubt the change of’t; that prefer A noble life before a long, and wish To jump ý a body with a dangerous physick That's sure of death without it,--at once pluck out The multitudinous tongue, let them not lick The sweet which is their poison : your dishonour Mangles true judgement, and bereaves the state Of that integrity which should become it;
• Motive, no doubt, was Shakspeare's word,
Not having the power to do the good it would,
He has said enough, Sic. He has spoken like a traitor, and shall answer As traitors do.
Cor. Thou wretch ! despite o'erwhelm thee!
On whom depending, their obedience fails
Then were they chosen; in a better hour,
Bru. Manifest treason.
This a consul ? no.
Hence, old goat!
Aged sir, hands off. Cor. Hence, rotten thing, or I shall shake thy
bones Out of thy garments. Sic.
Help, ye citizens.
Re-enter Brutus, with the Ædiles, and a rabble of
Here's he, that would
Seize bim, ædiles, Cit. Down with him, down with him!
(Several speak. 2 Sen.
Weapons, weapons, weapons! [They all bustle about Coriolanus.
Tribunes, patricians, citizens!-what, ho!
Cit. Peace, pence, peace; stay, hold, peace!
Men. What is about to be ?-I am out of breath; Contusion's near: I cannot speak :-You, tribunes To the people, -- Coriolanus, patience : Speak, good Sicipius. Sic.
Hear me, people ;-Peace. Cit. Let's hear our tribune:- Peace. Speak, speak,
fy, fy, fy! This is the way to kindle, not to quench.
1 Sen. To unbuild the city, and to lay all flat.
Bru. By the consent of all, we were establish'd
You so remain.
Cor. That is the way to lay the city fat;
This deserves death.
Therefore, lay hold of him; Bear him to the rock Tarpeian*, and from thence Into destruction cast hini.
* From whence criminals were thrown, and dashed to pieces.
Cit. Yield, Marcius, yield.
Hear me one word. Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word.
Ædi. Peace, peace.
Sir, those cold ways,
No; I'll die here.
(Drawing his sword. There's some among you have beheld me fighting; Come, try upon yourselves what you have seen me. Men. Down with that sword ;-Tribunes, with
draw a while. Bru. Lay hands upon him. Men.
Help, Marcius! help, You that be noble; help him, young, and old ! Cit. Down with him, down with him! [In this mutiny, the Tribunes, the Ædiles,
and the People, are all beat in. Men. Go, get you to your house ; be gone away, All will be naught else. 2 Sen.
Get you goue. Cor.
Stand fast; We have as many friends as enemies.
Men. Shall it be put to that? 1 Sen.
The gods forbid ! I pr'ythee, noble friend, home to thy house; Leave us to cure this cause. Men.
For 'tis a sore upon us, You cannot tent yourself: Begone, 'beseech you.
Com. Come, sir, along with us.
Cor. I would they were barbarians (as they are, Though in Rome litter'd), not Romans (as they are
not, Though calv'd i' the porch o’the Capitol),