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Ere so prevail'd with me! it will in time
Men. This is strange.
Enter a Melenger.
Mar::I'm glad on't, then we shall have means to vent
Titus Lartius, with other Senators. i Sen. Marcius, 'tis true, that you have lately told us, The Volsčians are in arms.
Mar. They have a leader,
Com. You have fought together i
Mar. Were half to half the world by th' 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.
i Sen. Then worthy Marcius, Attend upon Cominius to these wârs.
Com. It is your former promise.
Mar. Sir, it is;
Tit. No Caius Marcius,
Men. O true bred !
i Sen. Your company to th' capitol; where, I know, Our greatest friends attend us..
Tit. Lead you on;
Com. Noble Lartius!-
[To the Citizensa
(Citizens steal away. Manent Sicinius and Brutus, Sic. Was ever man so proud, as is this Marcius? Bru. He has no equal. Sic. When we were chosen tribunes for the peoplewe Bru. Mark'd you his lip and eyes ? Sic. Nay, but his taunts. Bru. Being mov’d, he will not spare to gird the gods Sic. Be-mock the modeft moon,
Bru. (4) The prefent wars devour him; he is grown Too proud to be so valiant.
Sic. Such a nature,
Bru. Fame, at the which he aims,
Too proud to be fo realiant.] This is very obscurely express'd; but the poet's meaning must certainly be this. Marcius is so conscious of, and so elate upon, the notion of his own valour, that he is eaten up with pride; devour'd with the apprehensions of that glory which hc promises himself from the ensuing war, A sentiment, like this, occurs again in Troilus and Cresida.
He, that is proud, eats up himself. Pride is his own glass, his own truinpet, his own chronicle; and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.
Will then cry out of Marcius : oh, if he
Sic, Besides, if things go well,
Sic. Let's hence, and hear
[Exeunt, SCENE changes to Corioli.
Enter Tullus Aufidius, with Senators of Corioli.
That they of Rome are entred in our counsels,
Auf. Is it not yours?
t Sen. Our army's in the field :
To answer us.
Auf. Nor did you think it folly To keep your great pretences veil'd, 'till when. They needs mult thew themselves; which in the hatching, It feem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery, We mall be shortened in our aim, which was To take in many towns, ere (almoit) Rome Should know we were a-foot.
2 Sen. Noble Aufidius,
Auf. O, doubt not that,
Al. The gods afgift you !
SCENE, changes to Caius Marcius's House
Enter Volumnia and Virgilia ; they fit down on tave lozu
fools, and low. l'ol. Pray you, daughter, fing, or express yourself
in a more comfortable fort: if my son were my husband, I would freelier rejoice in that absence wherein he won honour, than in the embracements of his bed, where he would shew most love. When yet he was but tender-bodied, and the only son of my womb; when youth with somelineis plucked all gaze his way;
Hear me pro
when for a day of King's intreaties, a mother should not sell him an hour from her beholding; I, considering how honour would become such a person, that it was no better than picture like to hang by th' wall, if senown made it not ftir, was pleas'd to let him feek danger where he was like to find fame : to a cruel war I sent him, from whence he return'd, his brows bound with oak. I tell thee, daughter, I sprang not more in joy at first hearing he was a man-child, than now in first feeing he had proved himself a man.
Vir. But had he died in the business, Madam ; how then
Vol. Then his good report should have been my
Enter à Gentlewoman.
Vol. Indeed, thou shalt not:
Vir. His bloody brow! oh, Jupiler, no blood !
Vol. Away, you fool; it more becomes a man,
[Exit Gent. Vir. Heav'ns bless my Lord from fell Aufidius! the