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Vol. You take my part from me, sir ; I have the most cause to be glad of yours.
Rom. Well, let us go together. [Exeunt.
Antium. Before Aufidius's House.
Enter CORIOLANUS, in mean Apparel, disguised and
muffled. Cor. A goodly city is this Antium: City, 'Tis I that made thy widows; many an heir Of these fair edifices 'fore my wars Have I heard groan, and drop: then know me not; Lest that thy wives with spits, and boys with stones,
Enter a Citizen. In puny
battle slay me.“ Save you, sir. Cit. And you. Cor.
Direct me, if it be your will,
Cit. He is, and feasts the nobles of the state,
Which is his house, 'beseeca
Thank you, sir; farewell.
[Exit Citizen. O, world, thy slippery turns ! Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise, Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love Unseparable, shall within this hour,
On a dissention of a doit,3 break out
grow dear friends, And interjoin their issues.
So with me :-
A Halt in Aufidius's House.
Musick within. Enter a Servant. 1 Serv. Wine, wine, wine! What service is here! I think our fellows are asleep.
Enter another Servant. 2 Sero. Where's Cotus ! my master calls for him. Cotus !
Enter CORIOLANUS. Cor. A goodly house : The feast smells well : but I Appear not like a guest.
Re-enter the first Servant. i Serv. What would you have, friend? Whence are you? Here's no place for you: Pray, go to the door.
Cor. I have desery'd no better entertainment, In being Coriolanus.4
Re-enter second Servant. 2 Serv. Whence are you, sir ? Has the porter his eyes in his head, that he gives entrance to such companions?s Pray, get you out.
talked with anon.
Enter a third Servant. The first meets him. 3 Sero. What fellow's this?
1 Serv. A strange one as ever I looked on: I cannot get him out o'the house : Pr’ythee, call my master to him.
3 Serv. What have you to do here, fellow? Pray you, avoid the house.
Cor. Let me but stand; I will not hurt your hearth.
3 Serv. Pray you, poor gentleman, take up some other station ; here's no place for you; pray you, avoid : come.
Cor. Follow your function, go! And batten on cold bits. [Pushes him away. 4 Having derived that name from Corioli, 5 Fellows.
3 Serv. What, will you not? Pr'ythee, tell my master what a strange guest he has here. 2 Serv. And I shall.
[Exit. 3 Serv. Where dwellest thou ? Cor. Under the canopy. 3 Serv. Under the canopy ? Cor. Ay. 3 Serv. Where's that? Cor. I' the city of kites and crows.
3 Serv. I' the city of kites and crows ? —What an ass it is ! Then thou dwellest with daws too?
Cor. No, I serve not thy master. 3 Serv. How, sir ! Do you meddle with my master?
Cor. Ay; 'tis an honester service than to meddle with thy mistress : Thou prat'st, and prat'st; serve with thy trencher, hence !
[Beats him away: Enter AUFIDIUS and the second Servant. Auf. Where is this fellow ?
2 Serv. Here, sir; I'd have beaten him like a dog, but for disturbing the Lords within. Auf. Whence comest thou? what wouldest thou?
Thy name? Why speak’st not? Speak, man: What's thy name? Cor.
If, Tullus, [Unmuffling. Not yet thou know'st me, and seeing me,
dost not Think me for the man I am, necessity Commands me namę myself. Auf.
What is thy name?
Cor. A name unmusical to the Volcians' ears,
Say, what's thy name?
Cor. My name is Caius Marcius, who hath done
The cruelty and envy of the people,