That Marcius shall be consul:[2898]
I have seen the dumb men throng to see him and[2898] 250
The blind to hear him speak: matrons flung gloves,[2898][2900]
Ladies and maids their scarfs and handkerchers,[2901]
Upon him as he pass'd: the nobles bended,
As to Jove's statue, and the commons made
A shower and thunder with their caps and shouts: 255
I never saw the like.
And carry with us ears and eyes for the time,
But hearts for the event.
Scene II. The same. The Capitol.
Enter two Officers, to lay cushions.[2902]
many stand for consulships?
one Coriolanus will carry it.
proud, and loves not the common people.
have flattered the people, who ne'er loved them; and there
be many that they have loved, they know not wherefore: so
that, if they love they know not why, they hate upon no 10
better a ground: therefore, for Coriolanus neither to care
whether they love or hate him manifests the true knowledge
he has in their disposition; and out of his noble carelessness
lets them plainly see 't.[2903]
or no, he waved indifferently 'twixt doing them neither good[2904]
nor harm: but he seeks their hate with greater devotion
than they can render it him, and leaves nothing undone
that may fully discover him their opposite. Now, to seem
to affect the malice and displeasure of the people is as bad 20
as that which he dislikes, to flatter them for their love.
his ascent is not by such easy degrees as those who, having[2905]
been supple and courteous to the people, bonneted, without[2906]
any further deed to have them at all into their estimation[2906][2907] 25
and report: but he hath so planted his honours in their
eyes and his actions in their hearts, that for their tongues
to be silent and not confess so much, were a kind of ingrateful
injury; to report otherwise were a malice that,
giving itself the lie, would pluck reproof and rebuke from 30
every ear that heard it.
way, they are coming.
A sennet. Enter, with Lictors before them, Cominius the Consul, Menenius, Coriolanus, Senators, Sicinius and Brutus. The Senators take their places; the Tribunes take their place by themselves. Coriolanus stands.[2909]
To send for Titus Lartius, it remains,[2911] 35
As the main point of this our after-meeting,
To gratify his noble service that[2912]
Hath thus stood for his country: therefore, please you,[2912]
Most reverend and grave elders, to desire
The present consul, and last general[2913] 40
In our well-found successes, to report[2913]
A little of that worthy work perform'd
By Caius Marcius Coriolanus; whom[2914]
We met here, both to thank and to remember[2915]
With honours like himself.
Leave nothing out for length, and make us think
Rather our state's defective for requital[2916]
Than we to stretch it out. [To the Tribunes] Masters o' the people,[2917]
We do request your kindest ears, and after,[2918]
Your loving motion toward the common body, 50
To yield what passes here.[2919][2920]
Upon a pleasing treaty, and have hearts[2920][2921]
Inclinable to honour and advance[2920]
The theme of our assembly.[2920][2922]
We shall be bless'd to do, if he remember[2920][2923] 55
A kinder value of the people than[2920]
He hath hereto prized them at.[2920][2924]
I would you rather had been silent. Please you[2920]
To hear Cominius speak?[2920]
But yet my caution was more pertinent[2920] 60
Than the rebuke you give it.[2920][2925]
But tie him not to be their bedfellow.[2920]
Worthy Cominius, speak. [Coriolanus offers to go away.][2920][2926]
Nay, keep your place.[2920]
What you have nobly done.
I had rather have my wounds to heal again
Than hear say how I got them.
When blows have made me stay, I fled from words.
You sooth'd not, therefore hurt not: but your people,[2931] 70
I love them as they weigh.[2932]
When the alarum were struck than idly sit[2933]
To hear my nothings monster'd. [Exit.[2934]
Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter—[2935] 75
That's thousand to one good one—when you now see[2936]
He had rather venture all his limbs for honour
Than one on's ears to hear it? Proceed, Cominius.[2937]
Should not be utter'd feebly. It is held[2938] 80
That valour is the chiefest virtue and[2939]
Most dignifies the haver: if it be,
The man I speak of cannot in the world
Be singly counterpoised. At sixteen years,
When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought 85
Beyond the mark of others: our then dictator,
Whom with all praise I point at, saw him fight,
When with his Amazonian chin he drove[2940]
The bristled lips before him: he bestrid[2941]
An o'er-press'd Roman, and i' the consul's view 90
Slew three opposers: Tarquin's self he met,
And struck him on his knee: in that day's feats,
When he might act the woman in the scene,
He proved best man i' the field, and for his meed
Was brow-bound with the oak. His pupil age[2942] 95
Man-enter'd thus, he waxed like a sea;[2943]
And, in the brunt of seventeen battles since,
He lurch'd all swords of the garland. For this last,[2944]
Before and in Corioli, let me say,
I cannot speak him home: he stopp'd the fliers; 100
And by his rare example made the coward
Turn terror into sport: as weeds before[2945]
A vessel under sail, so men obey'd,
And fell below his stem: his sword, death's stamp,[2946]
Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot[2947] 105
He was a thing of blood, whose every motion[2947]
Was timed with dying cries: alone he enter'd[2948]
The mortal gate of the city, which he painted[2949]
With shunless destiny; aidless came off,[2950]
And with a sudden re-enforcement struck 110
Corioli like a planet: now all's his:[2951]
When, by and by, the din of war gan pierce[2952]
His ready sense; then straight his doubled spirit[2953]
Re-quicken'd what in flesh was fatigate,
And to the battle came he; where he did 115
Run reeking o'er the lives of men, as if[2954][2955]
'Twere a perpetual spoil: and till we call'd[2954]
Both field and city ours, he never stood
To ease his breast with panting.[2956]
Which we devise him.[2958]
And look'd upon things precious, as they were
The common muck of the world: he covets less[2960]
Than misery itself would give; rewards[2961][2962]
His deeds with doing them, and is content[2961] 125
To spend the time to end it.[2963]
Re-enter Coriolanus.[2966]
Let me o'erleap that custom, for I cannot
Put on the gown, stand naked, and entreat them,
For my wounds' sake, to give their suffrage: please you[2969][2970] 135
That I may pass this doing.[2969]
Must have their voices; neither will they bate[2969][2972]
One jot of ceremony.[2969]
Pray you, go fit you to the custom, and[2969][2973]
Take to you, as your predecessors have,[2969][2974] 140
Your honour with your form.[2975]
That I shall blush in acting, and might well[2976]
Be taken from the people.[2976][2977]
Show them the unaching scars which I should hide,[2978][2979] 145
As if I had received them for the hire
Of their breath only!
We recommend to you, tribunes of the people,[2980]
Our purpose to them: and to our noble consul[2981]
Wish we all joy and honour. 150
[Flourish of cornets. Exeunt all but Sicinius and Brutus.[2982]
As if he did contemn what he requested
Should be in them to give.
Scene III. The same. The Forum.
Enter seven or eight Citizens.[2986]
not to deny him.
is a power that we have no power to do: for if he show us 5
his wounds and tell us his deeds, we are to put our tongues[2988]
into those wounds and speak for them; so, if he tell us his[2989]
noble deeds, we must also tell him our noble acceptance of
them. Ingratitude is monstrous: and for the multitude to
be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude; of 10
the which we being members, should bring ourselves to be
monstrous members.
help will serve; for once we stood up about the corn, he[2990]
himself stuck not to call us the many-headed multitude.[2991] 15
our heads are some brown, some black, some auburn, some[2992]
bald, but that our wits are so diversely coloured: and truly
I think, if all our wits were to issue out of one skull, they[2993]
would fly east, west, north, south, and their consent of one 20
direct way should be at once to all the points o' the compass.[2994]
wit would fly?
man's will; 'tis strongly wedged up in a block-head; but if[2995] 25
it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, southward.[2996]
parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would return[2997]
for conscience sake, to help to get thee a wife. 30
you may.[2998]
that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I say, if he would[2999]
incline to the people, there was never a worthier man. 35
Enter Coriolanus in a gown of humility, with Menenius.[3000]
We are not to stay all together, but to come by him[3001]
where he stands, by ones, by twos, and by threes. He's to[3002]
make his requests by particulars; wherein every one of us[3003]
has a single honour, in giving him our own voices with our 40
own tongues: therefore follow me, and I'll direct you how
you shall go by him.
The worthiest men have done 't?
'I pray, sir,'—Plague upon 't! I cannot bring[3005]
My tongue to such a pace. 'Look, sir, my wounds!
I got them in my country's service, when
Some certain of your brethren roar'd and ran
From the noise of our own drums.'[3006]
You must not speak of that: you must desire them[3007]
To think upon you.[3007]
I would they would forget me, like the virtues[3008]
Which our divines lose by 'em.[3008][3009]
I'll leave you: pray you, speak to 'em, I pray you, 55
In wholesome manner. [Exit.[3010]
Re-enter a third Citizen.[3011]