Vol. If that I could for weeping, you should hear, Nay, and you shall hear some.-Will you be gone? TO BRUTUS. Vir. You shall stay too: [To SICIN.] I would, I had the power Το say so to my husband. Sic. Are you mankind? Vol. Ay, fool; Is that a shame ?-Note but this fool. Was not a man my father? Hadst thou foxship To banish him that struck more blows for Rome, Than thou hast spoken words? Sic. O blessed heavens ! Vol. More noble blows, than ever thou wise words; And for Rome's good.-I'll tell thee what ;-Yet go: Nay, but thou shalt stay too :-I would my son His good sword in his hand. Sic. Vir. What then? What then? He'd make an end of thy posterity. Vol. Bastards, and all.– Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome! Men. Come, come, peace. Sic. I would he had continu'd to his country, As he began; and not unknit himself The noble knot he made. Bru. I would he had. Vol. I would he had? "Twas you incens'd the rabble: Cats, that can judge as fitly of his worth, 5 Hadst thou foxship] Hadst thou, fool as thou art, mean cunning enough to banish Coriolanus? Will not have earth to know. Bru. Pray, let us go. Vol. Now, pray, sir, get you gone: You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, hear this; The meanest house in Rome: so far, my son, Sic. Why stay we to be baited With one that wants her wits? Vol. Take my prayers with you. I would the gods had nothing else to do, [Exeunt Tribunes. But to confirm my curses! Could I meet them But once a day, it would unclog my heart Of what lies heavy to't. Men. You have told them home, And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll sup with me? Vol. Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself, SCENE III. go: [Exeunt. A Highway between Rome and Antium. Enter a Roman and a Volce, meeting. Rom. I know you well, sir, and you your name, I think, is Adrian. know me: Vol. It is so, sir: truly, I have forgot you. Rom. I am a Roman; and my services are, as you are, against them: Know you me yet? Vol. Nicanor? No.. Rom. The same, sir. Vol. You had more beard, when I last saw you; but your favour is well appeared by your tongue. What's the news in Rome? I have a note from the Volscian state, to find you out there: You have well saved me a day's journey. Rom. There hath been in Rome strange insurrection: the people against the senators, patricians, and nobles. Vol. Hath been! Is it ended then? Our state thinks not so; they are in a most warlike preparation, and hope to come upon them in the heat of their division. Rom. The main blaze of it is past, but a small thing would make it flame again. For the nobles receive so to heart the banishment of that worthy Coriolanus, that they are in a ripe aptness, to take all power from the people, and to pluck from them their tribunes for ever. This lies glowing, I can tell you, and is almost mature for the violent breaking Vol. Coriolanus banished? Rom. Banished, sir. Vol. You will be welcome with this intelligence, Nicanor. Rom. The day serves well for them now. I have heard it said, The fittest time to corrupt a man's wife, is when she's fallen out with her husband. Your noble Tullus Aufidius will appear well in these wars, his great opposer, Coriolanus, being now in no request of his country. Vol. He cannot choose. I am most fortunate, thus accidentally to encounter you: You have ended 6 but your favour is well appeared by your tongue.] i.e. Your favour is fully manifested, or rendered apparent, by your tongue. my business, and I will merrily accompany you home. Rom. I shall, between this and supper, tell you most strange things from Rome; all tending to the good of their adversaries. Have you an army ready, say you? Vol. A most royal one: the centurions, and their charges, distinctly billeted, already in the entertainment, and to be on foot at an hour's warning. Rom. I am joyful to hear of their readiness, and am the man, I think, that shall set them in present action. So, sir, heartily well met, and most glad of your company. Vol. You take my part from me, sir; I have the most cause to be glad of yours. Rom. Well, let us go together. SCENE IV. [Exeunt, Antium. Before Aufidius's House. Enter CORIOLANUS, in mean Apparel, disguised and muffled. Cor. A goodly city is this Antium: City, "Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir Of these fair edifices 'fore my wars Have I heard groan, and drop: then know me not; Lest that thy wives with spits, and boys with stones, Enter a Citizen. In puny battle slay me.-Save you, sir. Ĉit. And you. 7 — already in the entertainment,] That is, though not actu ally encamped, yet already in pay. To entertain an army take them into pay. Cor. Direct me, if it be your will, Where great Aufidius lies: Is he in Antium? Cor. Which is his house, 'beseech you ? Cit. This, here, before you. Cor. Thank you, sir; farewell. Exit Citizen. O, world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, On a dissention of a doit, break out Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep dear friends, SCENE V. [Exit. The same. A Hall in Aufidius's House. Musick within. Enter a Servant. 1 Serv. Wine, wine, wine! What service is here! I think our fellows are asleep. Enter another Servant. [Exit. 2 Serv. Where's Cotus! my master calls for him. Cotus! [Exit, |