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With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls
Bru. You know the very road into his kindness,
Good faith, I'll prove him,
He 'll never hear him.
SCENE II. The Volscian Camp before Rome. The Guards at their Stations.
Enter to them, MENENIUS. 1 G. Stay! Whence are you? 2 G.
Stand, and go back. Men. You guard like men: 't is well; but, by your leave, I am an officer of state, and come To speak with Coriolanus. 1 G.
From whence? Men.
From Rome. 1 G. You may not pass; you must return: our general Will no more hear from thence.
2 G. You 'll see your Rome embrac'd with fire before
Good my friends,
1 G. Be it so; go back: the virtue of your name
I tell thee, fellow,
fellow, I must have leave to pass.
1 G. 'Faith, Sir, if you had told as many lies in his behalf, as you have uttered words in your own, you should not pass here: no, though it were as virtuous to lie, as to live chastely. Therefore, go back.
Men. Pr’ythee, fellow, remember my name is Menenius, always factionary on the party of your general.
2 G. Howsoever you have been his liar, as you say you have, I am one that, telling true under him, must say, you cannot pass. Therefore, go back.
Men.. Has he dined, canst thou tell? for I would not speak; with him till after dinner.
1 G. You are a Roman, are you?
1 G. Then you should hate Rome, as he does. when you have pushed out your gtates the very defender of them, and, in a violent popular ignorance, given your enemy your shield, think to front his revenges with the easy groans of old women,
the virginal palms of your daughters, or with the palsied intercession
Can you, of such a decayed dotant as you seem to be? Can you think to blow out the intended fire your city is ready to flame in with such weak breath at this? No, you are deceived; therefore, back to Rome, and prepare for your execution, You are condemned, our general has sworn you out of reprieve and pardon.
Men. Sirrah, if thy captain knew I were here, he would use me with estimation. 2 G.
Come, my captain knows you not.
lest I let forth your half pint of blood, - back, - that's the utmost of your having: — back.
Men. Nay, but fellow, fellow,
Enter CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS.
Men. Now, you companion, I 'll say an errand for you: you shall know now that I am in estimation; you shall perceive that a Jack lant cannot office me from my son Coriolanus: guess, but by my entertainment with him, if thou stand’st not i’ the state of hanging, or of some death more long in spectatorship, and crueller in suffering: behold now presently, and swoon for what's to come upon thee. — The glorious gods sit in hourly synod about thy particular prosperity, and love thee no worse than thy old father Menenius does! O, my son! my son! thou art preparing fire for us; look thee, here 's water to quench it. I was hardly moved to come to thee; but being assured, none but myself could move thee, I have been blown out of your gates with sighs, and conjure thee to pardon Rome, and thy petitionary countrymen. The good gods assuage thy wrath, and turn the dregs of it upon this varlet here; this, who, like a block, hath denied my access to thee.
Cor. Wife, mother, child, I know not. My affairs
In Volscian breasts. That we have been familiar,
Therefore, be gone:
[Gives a Paper.
[Exeunt CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS. 1 G. Now, Sir, is your name Menenius?
2 G. 'Tis a spell, you see, of much power. You know the way home again.
1 G. Do you hear how we are shent for keeping your greatness back?
2 G. What cause, do you think, I have to swoon?
Men. I neither care for the world, nor your general: for such things as you, I can scarce think there's any, you are so slight. He that hath a will to die by himself, fears it not from another. Let your general do his worst. For you, be that you are, long; and your misery increase with your age. I say to you, as I was said to , Away!
[Exit. 1G. A noble fellow, I warrant him.
2 G. The worthy fellow is our general: he is the rock, the oak not to be wind-shaken.
The Tent of CORIOLANUS.
Only their ends
The general suit of Rome; never admitted
This last old man,
A very little
Enter, in mourning Habits, VIRGILIA, VOLUMNIA, leading
young MARCIUS, VALERIA, and Attendants.