2685tion: Heere's no place for you, pray you auoid: Come.

2686Corio. Follow your Function, go, and batten on colde

2687bits. Pushes him away from him.

26883 What you will not? Prythee tell my Maister what

2689a strange Guest he ha's heere.

26902 And I shall. Exit second Seruingman.

26913 Where dwel'st thou?

2692Corio. Vnder the Canopy.

26933 Vnder the Canopy?

2694Corio. I.

26953 Where's that?

2696Corio. I'th City of Kites and Crowes.

26973 I'th City of Kites and Crowes? What an Asse it is,

2698then thou dwel'st with Dawes too?

2699Corio. No, I serue not thy Master.

27003 How sir? Do you meddle with my Master?

2701Corio. I, tis an honester seruice, then to meddle with

2702thy Mistris: Thou prat'st, and prat'st, serue with thy tren-

2703cher: Hence. Beats him away

2705Auf. Where is this Fellow?

27062 Here sir, I'de haue beaten him like a dogge, but for

2707disturbing the Lords within.

2708Auf. Whence com'st thou? What wouldst y^u? Thy name?

2709Why speak'st not? Speake man: What's thy name?

2710Corio. If Tullus not yet thou know'st me, and seeing

2711me, dost not thinke me for the man I am, necessitie com-

2712mands me name my selfe.

2713Auf. What is thy name?

2714Corio. A name vnmusicall to the Volcians eares,

2715And harsh in sound to thine.

2716Auf. Say, what's thy name?

2717Thou hast a Grim apparance, and thy Face

2718Beares a Command in't: Though thy Tackles torne,

2719Thou shew'st a Noble Vessell: What's thy name?

2720Corio. Prepare thy brow to frowne: knowst y^u me yet?

2721Auf. I know thee not? Thy Name?

2722Corio. My name is Caius Martius, who hath done

2723To thee particularly, and to all the Volces

2724Great hurt and Mischiefe: thereto witnesse may

2725My Surname Coriolanus. The painfull Seruice,

2726The extreme Dangers, and the droppes of Blood

2727Shed for my thanklesse Country, are requitted:

2728But with that Surname, a good memorie

2729And witnesse of the Malice and Displeasure

2730Which thou should'st beare me, only that name remains.

2731The Cruelty and Enuy of the people,

2732Permitted by our dastard Nobles, who

2733Haue all forsooke me, hath deuour'd the rest:

2734And suffer'd me by th' voyce of Slaues to be

2735Hoop'd out of Rome. Now this extremity,

2736Hath brought me to thy Harth, not out of Hope

2737(Mistake me not) to saue my life: for if

2738I had fear'd death, of all the Men i'th' World

2739I would haue voided thee. But in meere spight

2740To be full quit of those my Banishers,

2741Stand I before thee heere: Then if thou hast

2742A heart of wreake in thee, that wilt reuenge

2743Thine owne particular wrongs, and stop those maimes

2744Of shame seene through thy Country, speed thee straight

2745And make my misery serue thy turne: So vse it,

2746That my reuengefull Seruices may proue

2747As Benefits to thee. For I will fight

2748Against my Cankred Countrey, with the Spleene

2749Of all the vnder Fiends. But if so be,

2750Thou dar'st not this, and that to proue more Fortunes

2751Th'art tyr'd, then in a word, I also am

2752Longer to liue most wearie: and present

2753My throat to thee, and to thy Ancient Malice:

2754Which not to cut, would shew thee but a Foole,

2755Since I haue euer followed thee with hate,

2756Drawne Tunnes of Blood out of thy Countries brest,

2757And cannot liue but to thy shame, vnlesse

2758It be to do thee seruice.

2759Auf. Oh Martius, Martius;

2760Each word thou hast spoke, hath weeded from my heart

2761A roote of Ancient Enuy. If Iupiter

2762Should from yond clowd speake diuine things,

2763And say 'tis true; I'de not beleeue them more

2764Then thee all-Noble Martius. Let me twine

2765Mine armes about that body, where against

2766My grained Ash an hundred times hath broke,

2767And scarr'd the Moone with splinters: heere I cleep

2768The Anuile of my Sword, and do contest

2769As hotly, and as Nobly with thy Loue,

2770As euer in Ambitious strength, I did

2771Contend against thy Valour. Know thou first,

2772I lou'd the Maid I married: neuer man

2773Sigh'd truer breath. But that I see thee heere

2774Thou Noble thing, more dances my rapt heart,

2775Then when I first my wedded Mistris saw

2776Bestride my Threshold. Why, thou Mars I tell thee,

2777We haue a Power on foote: and I had purpose

2778Once more to hew thy Target from thy Brawne,

2779Or loose mine Arme for't: Thou hast beate mee out

2780Twelue seuerall times, and I haue nightly since

2781Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thy selfe and me:

2782We haue beene downe together in my sleepe,

2783Vnbuckling Helmes, fisting each others Throat,

2784And wak'd halfe dead with nothing. Worthy Martius,

2785Had we no other quarrell else to Rome, but that

2786Thou art thence Banish'd, we would muster all

2787From twelue, to seuentie: and powring Warre

2788Into the bowels of vngratefull Rome,

2789Like a bold Flood o're-beate. Oh come, go in,

2790And take our Friendly Senators by'th' hands

2791Who now are heere, taking their leaues of mee,

2792Who am prepar'd against your Territories,

2793Though not for Rome it selfe.

2794Corio. You blesse me Gods.

2795Auf. Therefore most absolute Sir, if thou wilt haue

2796The leading of thine owne Reuenges, take

2797Th'one halfe of my Commission, and set downe

2798As best thou art experienc'd, since thou know'st

2799Thy Countries strength and weaknesse, thine own waies

2800Whether to knocke against the Gates of Rome,

2801Or rudely visit them in parts remote,

2802To fright them, ere destroy. But come in,

2803Let me commend thee first, to those that shall

2804Say yea to thy desires. A thousand welcomes,

2805And more a Friend, then ere an Enemie,

2806Yet Martius that was much. Your hand: most welcome.

28091 Heere's a strange alteration?

28102 By my hand, I had thoght to haue stroken him with

2811a Cudgell, and yet my minde gaue me, his cloathes made

2812a false report of him.

28131 What an Arme he has, he turn'd me about with his

2814finger and his thumbe, as one would set vp a Top.

28152 Nay, I knew by his face that there was some-thing

2816in him. He had sir, a kinde of face me thought, I cannot