Coriolanus (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Tragedie of Coriolanus.
¶How youngly he began to serue his Countrey,
¶The Noble House o'th' Martians: from whence came
¶That Ancus Martius, Numaes Daughters Sonne:
¶Who after great Hostilius here was King,
1645That our best Water, brought by Conduits hither,
¶Was his great Ancestor.
1650To be set high in place, we did commend
¶To your remembrances: but you haue found,
¶That hee's your fixed enemie; and reuoke
¶Your suddaine approbation.
1655Brut. Say you ne're had don't,
¶(Harpe on that still) but by our putting on:
¶And presently, when you haue drawne your number,
¶Repaire to th'Capitoll.
1660
Exeunt Plebeians.
¶Brut. Let them goe on:
¶This Mutinie were better put in hazard,
¶If, as his nature is, he fall in rage
¶The vantage of his anger.
¶Scicin. To th'Capitoll, come:
¶We will be there before the streame o'th' People:
1670Which we haue goaded on-ward.
Exeunt.
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Actus Tertius.
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Cornets. Enter Coriolanus, Menenius, all the Gentry,
¶Cominius, Titus Latius, and other Senators.
¶Corio. Tullus Auffidius then had made new head.
1675Latius. He had, my Lord, and that it was which caus'd
¶Readie when time shall prompt them, to make roade
¶Vpon's againe.
¶Their Banners waue againe.
¶Corio. Saw you Auffidius?
¶Yeelded the Towne: he is retyred to Antium.
¶Corio. Spoke he of me?
¶Latius. He did, my Lord.
¶Corio. How? what?
1690Latius. How often he had met you Sword to Sword:
¶That of all things vpon the Earth, he hated
¶Be call'd your Vanquisher.
1695Corio. At Antium liues he?
¶Latius. At Antium.
¶To oppose his hatred fully. Welcome home.
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Enter Scicinius and Brutus.
1700Behold, these are the Tribunes of the People,
¶For they doe pranke them in Authoritie,
1705Cor. Hah? what is that?
¶Brut. It will be dangerous to goe on--- No further.
¶Corio. What makes this change?
¶Mene. The matter?
¶Com. Hath he not pass'd the Noble, and the Common?
1710Brut. Cominius, no.
¶Corio. Haue I had Childrens Voyces?
¶Scicin. Stop, or all will fall in broyle.
¶You being their Mouthes, why rule you not their Teeth?
¶Haue you not set them on?
1720Mene. Be calme, be calme.
¶Corio. It is a purpos'd thing, and growes by Plot,
¶To curbe the will of the Nobilitie:
¶Suffer't, and liue with such as cannot rule,
¶Nor euer will be ruled.
1725Brut. Call't not a Plot:
¶The People cry you mockt them: and of late,
¶When Corne was giuen them gratis, you repin'd,
¶Scandal'd the Suppliants: for the People, call'd them
1730Corio. Why this was knowne before.
¶Brut. Not to them all.
¶Brut. How? I informe them?
1735Brut. Not vnlike each way to better yours.
¶Your fellow Tribune.
¶To where you are bound, you must enquire your way,
¶Which you are out of, with a gentler spirit,
¶Nor yoake with him for Tribune.
1745Mene. Let's be calme.
¶Becomes not Rome: nor ha's Coriolanus
¶I'th' plaine Way of his Merit.
¶And I will speak't againe.
¶Mene. Not now, not now.
¶Senat. Not in this heat, Sir, now.
¶Corio. Now as I liue, I will.
1755My Nobler friends, I craue their pardons:
¶For the mutable ranke-sented Meynie,
¶Let them regard me, as I doe not flatter,
1760The Cockle of Rebellion, Insolence, Sedition,
¶By mingling them with vs, the honor'd Number,
¶Who lack not Vertue, no, nor Power, but that
¶Which they haue giuen to Beggers.
1765Mene. Well, no more.
¶Corio. How? no more?
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