2553This Ladies Husband heere; this (do you see)

2554Whom you haue banish'd, does exceed you all.

2555Bru. Well, well, wee'l leaue you.

2556Sicin. Why stay we to be baited

2557With one that wants her Wits. Exit Tribunes.

2558Volum. Take my Prayers with you.

2559I would the Gods had nothing else to do,

2560But to confirme my Cursses. Could I meete 'em

2561But once a day, it would vnclogge my heart

2562Of what lyes heauy too't.

2563Mene. You haue told them home,

2564And by my troth you haue cause: you'l Sup with me.

2565Volum. Angers my Meate: I suppe vpon my selfe,

2566And so shall sterue with Feeding: Come, let's go,

2567Leaue this faint-puling, and lament as I do,

2568In Anger, Iuno-like: Come, come, come. Exeunt

2569Mene. Fie, fie, fie. Exit.

2571Rom. I know you well sir, and you know mee: your

2572name I thinke is Adrian.

2573Volce. It is so sir, truly I haue forgot you.

2574Rom. I am a Roman, and my Seruices are as you are,

2575against 'em. Know you me yet.

2576Volce. Nicanor: no.

2577Rom. The same sir.

2578Volce. You had more Beard when I last saw you, but

2579your Fauour is well appear'd by your Tongue. What's

2580the Newes in Rome: I haue a Note from the Volcean

2581state to finde you out there. You haue well saued mee a

2582dayes iourney.

2583Rom. There hath beene in Rome straunge Insurrecti-

2584ons: The people, against the Senatours, Patricians, and

2585Nobles.

2586Vol. Hath bin; is it ended then? Our State thinks not

2587so, they are in a most warlike preparation, & hope to com

2588vpon them, in the heate of their diuision

2589Rom. The maine blaze of it is past, but a small thing

2590would make it flame againe. For the Nobles receyue so

2591to heart, the Banishment of that worthy Coriolanus, that

2592they are in a ripe aptnesse, to take al power from the peo-

2593ple, and to plucke from them their Tribunes for euer.

2594This lyes glowing I can tell you, and is almost mature for

2595the violent breaking out.

2596Vol. Coriolanus Banisht?

2597Rom. Banish'd sir.

2598Vol. You will be welcome with this intelligence Ni-

2599canor.

2600Rom. The day serues well for them now. I haue heard

2601it saide, the fittest time to corrupt a mans Wife, is when

2602shee's falne out with her Husband. Your Noble Tullus

2603Auffidius well appeare well in these Warres, his great

2604Opposer Coriolanus being now in no request of his coun-

2605trey.

2606Volce. He cannot choose: I am most fortunate, thus

2607accidentally to encounter you. You haue ended my Bu-

2608sinesse, and I will merrily accompany you home.

2609Rom. I shall betweene this and Supper, tell you most

2610strange things from Rome: all tending to the good of

2611their Aduersaries. Haue you an Army ready say you?

2612Vol. A most Royall one: The Centurions, and their

2613charges distinctly billetted already in th' entertainment,

2614and to be on foot at an houres warning.

2615Rom. I am ioyfull to heare of their readinesse, and am

2616the man I thinke, that shall set them in present Action. So

2617sir, heartily well met, and most glad of your Company.

2618Volce. You take my part from me sir, I haue the most

2619cause to be glad of yours.

2620Rom. Well, let vs go together. Exeunt.

2623Corio. A goodly City is this Antium. Citty,

2624'Tis I that made thy Widdowes: Many an heyre

2625Of these faire Edifices fore my Warres

2626Haue I heard groane, and drop: Then know me not,

2627Least that thy Wiues with Spits, and Boyes with stones

2628In puny Battell slay me. Saue you sir.

2630Cit. And you.

2631Corio. Direct me, if it be your will, where great Auf-

2632fidius lies: Is he in Antium?

2633Cit. He is, and Feasts the Nobles of the State, at his

2634house this night.

2635Corio. Which is his house, beseech you?

2636Cit. This heere before you.

2637Corio. Thanke you sir, farewell. Exit Citizen

2638Oh World, thy slippery turnes! Friends now fast sworn,

2639Whose double bosomes seemes to weare one heart,

2640Whose Houres, whose Bed, whose Meale and Exercise

2641Are still together: who Twin (as 'twere) in Loue,

2642Vnseparable, shall within this houre,

2643On a dissention of a Doit, breake out

2644To bitterest Enmity: So fellest Foes,

2645Whose Passions, and whose Plots haue broke their sleep

2646To take the one the other, by some chance,

2647Some tricke not worth an Egge, shall grow deere friends

2648And inter-ioyne their yssues. So with me,

2649My Birth-place haue I, and my loues vpon

2650This Enemie Towne: Ile enter, if he slay me

2651He does faire Iustice: if he giue me way,

2652Ile do his Country Seruice. Exit.

26541 Ser. Wine, Wine, Wine: What seruice is heere? I

2655thinke our Fellowes are asleepe.

26572 Ser. Where's Cotus: my M. cals for him: Cotus. Exit

2659Corio. A goodly House:

2660The Feast smels well: but I appeare not like a Guest.

26621 Ser. What would you haue Friend? whence are you?

2663Here's no place for you: Pray go to the doore? Exit

2664Corio. I haue deseru'd no better entertainment, in be-

2665ing Coriolanus. Enter second Seruant.

26662 Ser. Whence are you sir? Ha's the Porter his eyes in

2667his head, that he giues entrance to such Companions?

2668Pray get you out.

2669Corio. Away.

26702 Ser. Away? Get you away.

2671Corio. Now th'art troublesome.

26722 Ser. Are you so braue: Ile haue you talkt with anon

26743 What Fellowes this?

26751 A strange one as euer I look'd on: I cannot get him

2676out o'th' house: Prythee call my Master to him.

26773 What haue you to do here fellow? Pray you auoid

2678the house.

2679Corio. Let me but stand, I will not hurt your Harth.

26803 What are you?

2681Corio. A Gentleman.

26823 A maru'llous poore one.

2683Corio. True, so I am.

26843 Pray you poore Gentleman, take vp some other sta-