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AIUS Marcius Coriolanus, a noble Roman,
hated by the common People. Titus Lartius, Generals against the Volscians, Cominius,
and Friends to Coriolanus.
mies to Coriolanus.
Volumnia, Mother to Coriolanus.
Roman and Volscian Senators, Ædiles, Li&ors, Soldiers,
Common People, Servants to Aufidius,
and other Attendants.
The SCENE is partly in Rome; and partly in the
Territories of the Volícians, and Antiates.
CO R I O L A NU S.
A CT I. S CE N E I.
A Street in ROM E.
Enter a company of mutinous Citizens with staves, clubs,
and other weapons.
I CITIZEN. EFORE we proceed any farther, hear me speak. i Cit. You are all resolu'd rather to die than to famish?
All. Refolv'd, refoly'd.
1 Cit. First, you know, Caius Marcius is the chief enemy to the people.
All. We know't, we know't.
i Cit. Let us kill him, and we'll have Corn at our own price. Is't a Verdi&t ?
All. No more talking on’t, let't be done; away, away:
2 Cit. One word, good citizens.
i Cit. We are accounted poor Citizens; the Patricians, good: what Authority surfeits on, would relieve us: if they would yield us but the fuperfluity, 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 as 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.
2 Cit. Would you proceed especially against Caius Marcius.
all. Against him first: he's a very dog to the Commonalty,
2 Cit. Consider you, what services he has done for his Country!
i Cit. Very well ; and could be content to give him good report for’t; but that he pays himself with being proud. All. Nay, but speak not maliciously.
i Cit. I say unto you, what he hath done famously, he did it to that end; though soft conscienc'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 ways say, he is covetous.
i 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 those ? the other side o'th' City is risen; why stay we prating here? To the Capitol
All, Come, come.
? Cil. W hath always lov'd the People,
S C Ε Ν Ε II.
Enter Menenius Agrippa.
Men. What Work's, my Countrymen, in hand ? where
go you With bats and clubs ? the matter_Speak, I pray you.
2 Cit. Our business is not unknown to the Senate; they have had inkling, this fortnight, what we intend to do, which now we'll shew 'em in deeds : they say, poor Suiters have strong breaths; they shall know, we have strong arms too.