Coriolanus (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Tragedie of Coriolanus.
¶Your Wife, your Sonne: These Senators, the Nobles,
2165And you, will rather shew our generall Lowts,
¶How you can frowne, then spend a fawne vpon 'em,
¶For the inheritance of their loues, and safegard
¶Of what that want might ruine.
¶Menen. Noble Lady,
¶Of what is past.
¶Volum. I pry thee now, my Sonne,
¶Goe to them, with this Bonnet in thy hand,
2175And thus farre hauing stretcht it (here be with them)
¶Action is eloquence, and the eyes of th' ignorant
¶More learned then the eares, wauing thy head,
¶Which often thus correcting thy stout heart,
2180Now humble as the ripest Mulberry,
¶That will not hold the handling: or say to them,
¶Thou art their Souldier, and being bred in broyles,
¶Were fit for thee to vse, as they to clayme,
2185In asking their good loues, but thou wilt frame
¶Menen. This but done,
2190For they haue Pardons, being ask'd, as free,
¶As words to little purpose.
¶Volum. Prythee now,
¶Goe, and be rul'd: although I know thou hadst rather
¶Follow thine Enemie in a fierie Gulfe,
2195Then flatter him in a Bower.
Enter Cominius.
¶Here is Cominius.
¶Com. I haue beene i'th' Market place: and Sir 'tis fit
¶spirit.
¶Prythee now say you will, and goe about it.
¶A Lye, that it must beare well? I will doo't:
2210And throw't against the Winde. To th' Market place:
¶You haue put me now to such a part, which neuer
¶Com. Come, come, wee'le prompt you.
¶To haue my praise for this, performe a part
¶Thou hast not done before.
2220Some Harlots spirit: My throat of Warre be turn'd,
¶Which quier'd with my Drumme into a Pipe,
¶Small as an Eunuch, or the Virgin voyce
¶Tent in my cheekes, and Schoole-boyes Teares take vp
¶Make motion through my Lips, and my Arm'd knees
¶Who bow'd but in my Stirrop, bend like his
¶That hath receiu'd an Almes. I will not doo't,
2230And by my Bodies action, teach my Minde
¶Volum. At thy choice then:
¶To begge of thee, it is my more dis-honor,
¶Then thou of them. Come all to ruine, let
2235Thy Mother rather feele thy Pride, then feare
¶With as bigge heart as thou. Do as thou list,
¶But owe thy Pride thy selfe.
2240Corio. Pray be content:
¶Mother, I am going to the Market place:
¶Chide me no more. Ile Mountebanke their Loues,
¶Cogge their Hearts from them, and come home belou'd
¶Of all the Trades in Rome. Looke, I am going:
2245Commend me to my Wife, Ile returne Consull,
¶Or neuer trust to what my Tongue can do
¶I'th way of Flattery further.
2250To answer mildely: for they are prepar'd
¶Then are vpon you yet.
¶Corio. The word is, Mildely. Pray you let vs go,
¶Let them accuse me by inuention: I
2255Will answer in mine Honor.
¶Menen. I, but mildely.
¶
Enter Sicinius and Brutus.
¶Bru. In this point charge him home, that he affects
2260Tyrannicall power: If he euade vs there,
¶Inforce him with his enuy to the people,
¶And that the Spoile got on the Antiats
¶Was ne're distributed. What, will he come?
¶
Enter an Edile.
2265Edile. Hee's comming.
¶Bru. How accompanied?
¶That alwayes fauour'd him.
¶Sicin. Haue you a Catalogue
¶Edile. I haue: 'tis ready.
¶Sicin. Haue you collected them by Tribes?
¶Edile. I haue.
¶I'th' right and strength a'th' Commons: be it either
¶For death, for fine, or Banishment, then let them
¶If I say Fine, cry Fine; if Death, cry Death,
2280And power i'th Truth a'th Cause.
¶Let them not cease, but with a dinne confus'd
¶Inforce the present Execution
2285Of what we chance to Sentence.
¶Edi. Very well.
¶When we shall hap to giu't them.
¶Bru. Go about it,
2290Put him to Choller straite, he hath bene vs'd
¶Euer to conquer, and to haue his worth
¶Of contradiction. Being once chaft, he cannot
¶Be rein'd againe to Temperance, then he speakes
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