Is all the policy, strength, and defence,
That Rome can make against them.

.:: Enter a Troop of Citizens,
· Men. : Here come the clusters,
And is Aufidius with him? You are they
That made the air unwholesome, when you cast
Your stinking, greasy caps, in hooting at
Coriolanus' exile. Now he's coming;
And not a hair upon a soldier's head,
Which will not prove a whip; as many coxcombs,
As you threw caps up, will he tumble down,
And pay you for your voices. 'Tis no matter;
If he could burn us all into one coal,
We have deserv'd it.

Cit.' 'Faith, we hear fearful news,
i Cit..

For mine own part, When I said, banish him, I said, 'twas pity.

2 Cit. And so did I. , 3 Cit. And so did I; and, to say the truth, so did very many of us: That we did, we did for the best: and though we willingly consented to his banishment, yet it was against our will.. .

Com. You are goodly things, you voices!

You have made Good work, you and your cry! --Shall us to the

Capitol ? '
Com, o, ayez what else?

. [Exeunt Com. and Men.
Sic. Go, masters, get you home, be not dismay'd;
These are a side, that would be glad to have
This true, which they so seem to fear. Go home,
And show no sign of fear,

4 you and your cry!] Alluding to a pack of hounds. So, in Hamlet, a company of players are contemptuously called a cry of players.

i Cit. The gods be good to us! Come, masters, let's home. I ever said, we were i’the wrong, when we banished him. 2 Cit. So did we all. But come, let's home..

[Exeunt Citizens.
Bru. I do not like this news.
Sic. Nor I.
Bru. Let's to the Capitol:—-'Would, half my

wealth: Would buy this for a lie! Sie.

Pray, let us go

A Camp; at a small distance from Rome.

Enter Aufidius, and his Lieutenant.
Auf. Do they still fly to the Roman?

Lieu. I do not know what witchcraft's in him; but
Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat,
Their talk at table, and their thanks at end;
And you are darkend in this action, sir,
Even by your own.

Auf. .. . I cannot help it now;
Unless, by using means, I lame the foot
Of our design. He bears himself more proudlier
Even to my person, than I thought he would,
When first I did embrace him: Yet his nature
In that's no changeling; and I must excuse
What cannot be amended. In
Lieu.. .

Yet I wish, sir,
(I mean, for your particular,) you had not
Join'd in commission with hiin: but either
Hac borne the action of yourself, or else
To him had left it solely.

Auf. I understand thee well; and be thou sure,

When he shall come to his account, he knows not
What I can urge against him. Although it seems,
And so he thinks, and is no less apparent
To the vulgar eye, that he bears all things fairly,
And shows good husbandry for the Volscian state;
Fights dragon-like, and does achieve as soon
As draw his sword: yet he hath left undone
That, which shall break his neek, or hazard mine,
Whene'er we come to our account.
Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry

Auf. All places yield to him ere he sits down;
And the nobility of Rome are his:
The senators, and patricians, love him too:
The tribunes are no soldiers; and their people
Will be as rash in the repeal, as hasty
To expel him thence. I think, he'll be to Rome,
As is the ospreys to the fish, who takes it
By sovereignty of nature. First he was
A noble servant to them; but he could not
Carry his honours even: whether 'twas pride,
Which out of daily fortune ever taints
The happy man; whether defect of judgment,
To fail in the disposing of those chances
Which he was lord of; or whether nature,
Not to be other than one thing, not moving
From the casque to the cushion, but commanding

. . . peace

? As is the osprey -] Osprey, a kind of eagle, ossifraga:
6 — whether 'twas pride,
Which out of daily fortune ever taints

The happy man; whether, &c.] Aufidius assigns three probable reasons of the miscarriage of Coriolanus; pride, which easily follows an uninterrupted train of success; unskilfulness to regulate the consequences of his own victories; a stubborn uniformity of nature, which could not make the proper transition from the casque or helmet to the cushion or chair of civil authority ; but acted with the same despotism in peace as in war...'

Even with the same austerity and garb
As he controllid the war; but, one of these,
(As he hath spices of them all, not all,
For I dare so far free him,) made him fear'd,
So hated, and so banish’d: But he has a merit,
To choke it in the utterance.8 So our virtues
Lie in the interpretation of the time:
And power, unto itself most commendable,
Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair
To extol what it hath done.
One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail;
Rights by rights fouler, strengths by strengths do

fail. ? Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine, Thou art poor’st of all; then shortly art thou mine,


ACT V. SCENE I. Rome. A publick Place, Enter MENENIUS, COMINIUS, Sicinius, Brutus,

and Others. Men. No, I'll not go: you hear, what he hath said, Which was sometime his general; who lov'd him In a most dear particular. He call’d me, father: But what o'that? Go, you that banish’d him, A mile before his tent fall down, and kneel The way into his mercy: Nay, if he coy’do

.? As he hath spices of them all, not all,] i. e. not all complete, not all in their full extent. S he has a merit,

To choke it in the utterance.) He has a merit, for no other purpose than to destroy it by boasting it.

9- coy'd ~] i.e. condescended unwillingly, with reserve,

To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home.

Com. He would not seem to know me..
Men. -

Do you hear?
Com. Yet one time he did call me by my name:
I urg'd our old acquaintance, and the drops !
That we have bled together. Coriolanus .
He would not answer to: forbad all names;
He was a kind of nothing, titleless,
Till he had forg’d himself a name i’the fire
Of burning Rome,

. Men. Why, so; you have made good work; A pair of tribunes that have rack'd' for Rome, To make coals cheap: A noble memory! . **Com. I minded him, how royal 'twas to pa When it was less expected: He replied, It was a bare petition of a state . .

. To one whom they had punish’d. Men..

Very well: . Could he say less?

Com. I offer'd to awaken his regard For his private friends: His answer to me was, He could not stay to pick them in a pile'. Of noisome, musty chaff: He said, 'twas folly, For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt,-And still to nose the offence. . · Men. . ii For one poor grain Or two? I am one of those; his mother, wife, His child, and this brave fellow too, we are the

grains: You are the musty chaff; and you are sinelt i Above the moon: We must be burnt for you.

· Sic. Nay, pray, be patient: If you refuse your aid In this so never-heeded help, yet do not Upbraid us with our distress. But, sure, if you

· 1 - that have rack'd -] To rack means to harass by exte actions.

memory !for memorial.

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