Cor. Is this done? Sic. The custom of request you have discharg'd: The people do admit you; and are summon'd To meet anon, upon your approbation. Cor. Where? at the senate-house? Sic. There, Coriolanus. Cor. May I then change these garments? Sic. You may, sir. Cor. That I'll straight do; and, knowing myself again, Repair to the senate-house. Men. I'll keep you company.-Will you along? Bru. We stay here for the people. Sic. Fare you well. Exeunt CORIOL. and MENEN. He has it now; and by his looks, methinks, "Tis warm at his heart. Bru. With a proud heart he wore His humble weeds: Will you dismiss the people? Re-enter Citizens. Sic. How now, my masters? have you chose this man? 1 Cit. He has our voices, sir. Bru. We pray the gods, he may deserve your loves. 2 Cit. Amen, sir: To my poor unworthy notice, He mock'd us, when he begg'd our voices. 3 Cit. He flouted us down-right. Certainly, 1 Cit. No, 'tis his kind of speech, he did not mock us. 2 Cit. Not one amongst us, save yourself, but says, He us'd us scornfully: he should have show'd us His marks of merit, wounds receiv'd for his country, Sic. Why, so he did, I am sure. Cit. No; no man saw 'em. [Several speak. 3 Cit. He said, he had wounds, which he could show in private ; And with his hat, thus waving it in scorn, you, Your most sweet voices:-now you have left your voices, To yield your voices? Bru. Could you not have told him, As you were lesson'd,—When he had no power, But was a petty servant to the state, He was your enemy; ever spake against Thus to have said, Sic. 6-ignorant to see't?] Were you ignorant to see it, is, did you want knowledge to discern it? 7 Would think upon you-] Would retain a grateful remembrance of you, &c. As cause had call'd you up, have held him to; Tying him to aught; so, putting him to rage, Bru. 8 Did you perceive, He did solicit you in free contempt, When he did need your loves; and do you think, That his contempt shall not be bruising to you, When he hath power to crush? Why, had your bodies No heart among you? Or had you tongues, to cry Against the rectorship of judgment? Sic. Have you, Ere now, deny'd the asker? and, now again, On him, that did not ask, but mock, bestow Your su'd-for tongues? 3 Cit. He's not confirm'd, we may deny him yet. 2 Cit. And will deny him: I'll have five hundred voices of that sound. 1 Cit. I twice five hundred, and their friends to piece 'em. Bru. Get you hence instantly; and tell those friends, - They have chose a consul, that will from them take Than dogs, that are as often beat for barking, Sic. 8 strained. -free contempt;] That is, with contempt open and unre -Enforce his pride,] Object his pride, and enforce the objection. YOL. VII. With what contempt he wore the humble weed; Bru. Sic. Say, you chose him More after our commandment, than as guided By your own true affections: and that, your minds Pre-occupy'd with what you rather must do Than what you should, made you against the grain To voice him consul: Lay the fault on us. Bru. Ay, spare us not. Say, we read lectures to you, How youngly he began to serve his country, How long continued: and what stock he springs of, And nobly nam'd so, being censor twice, Sic. his present portance,] i. e. carriage. Scaling his present bearing with his past,] That is, weighing his past and present behaviour. Your sudden approbation. Bru. 3 Say, you ne'er had done't. (Harp on that still,) but by our putting on :3 And presently, when you have drawn your number, Repair to the Capitol. Cit. We will so Repent in their election. Bru. almost all [Several speak. [Exeunt Citizens. Let them go on; This mutiny were better put in hazard, If, as his nature is, he fall in rage With their refusal, both observe and answer To the Capitol : Sic. Come; we'll be there before the stream o'the people; And this shall seem, as partly 'tis, their own, Which we have goaded onward. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I. The same. A Street. Cornets. Enter CORIOLANUS, MENENIUS, COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, Senators, and Patricians. Cor. Tullus Aufidius then had made new head? Lart. He had, my lord; and that it was, which caus'd Our swifter composition. Cor. So then the Volces stand but as at first; Ready, when time shall prompt them, to make road The vantage of his anger.] Mark, catch, and improve the opportunity, which his hasty anger will afford us. |