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Coriolanus (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Tragedy of Coriolanus.
1Actus Primus. Scoena Prima.
2Enter a Company of Mutinous Citizens, with Staues,
3Clubs, and other weapons.
41. Citizen.
8to famish?
11to the people.
12All. We know't, we know't.
131. Cit. Let vs kill him, and wee'l haue Corne at our own
14price. Is't a Verdict?
15All. No more talking on't; Let it be done, away, away
162. Cit. One word, good Citizens.
18cians good: what Authority surfets one, would releeue
21manely: But they thinke we are too deere, the leannesse
24gaine to them. Let vs reuenge this with our Pikes, ere
25we become Rakes. For the Gods know, I speake this in
26hunger for Bread, not in thirst for Reuenge.
28Martius.
30monalty.
32Country?
331. Cit. Very well, and could bee content to giue him
35ing proud.
40his Mother, and to be partly proud, which he is, euen to
41the altitude of his vertue.
44uetous.
46tions he hath faults (with surplus) to tyre in repetition.
47 Showts within.
49why stay we prating heere? To th' Capitoll.
50All. Come, come.
511 Cit. Soft, who comes heere?
52Enter Menenius Agrippa.
54wayes lou'd the people.
56Men. What work's my Countrimen in hand?
57Where go you with Bats and Clubs? The matter
58Speake I pray you.
60haue had inkling this fortnight what we intend to do, wt
64Neighbours, will you vndo your selues?
652 Cit. We cannot Sir, we are vndone already.
67Haue the Patricians of you for your wants.
69Strike at the Heauen with your staues, as lift them
71The way it takes: cracking ten thousand Curbes
73Appeare in your impediment. For the Dearth,
74The Gods, not the Patricians make it, and
75Your knees to them (not armes) must helpe. Alacke,
76You are transported by Calamity
77Thether, where more attends you, and you slander
78The Helmes o'th State; who care for you like Fathers,
79When you curse them, as Enemies.
802 Cit. Care for vs? True indeed, they nere car'd for vs
84the rich, and prouide more piercing Statutes daily, to
85chaine vp and restraine the poore. If the Warres eate vs
86not vppe, they will; and there's all the loue they beare
87vs.
90Or be accus'd of Folly. I shall tell you
91A pretty Tale, it may be you haue heard it,
93To scale't a little more.
942 Citizen. Well,
95Ile heare it Sir: yet you must not thinke
97But and't please you deliuer.
98Men. There was a time, when all the bodies members
99Rebell'd against the Belly; thus accus'd it:
100That onely like a Gulfe it did remaine
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