Or else it would have gall'd his surly nature, Tying him to aught; so, putting him to rage, Bru. 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. • Carriage. 6 Which gibingly, ungravely he did fashion Bru. Lay A fault on us, your tribunes; that we labour'd (No impediment between) but that you must election on him. Cast your 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, The noble house o' the Marcians; from whence came That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's son, Sic. Bru. r; Say, you ne'er had done't, (Harp on that still,) but by our putting on : And presently, when you have drawn your number, Repair to the Capitol. Cit. We will so: almost all [Several speak. Repent in their election. Bru. [Exeunt Citizens. Let them go on; This mutiny were better put in hazard, With their refusal, both observe and answer Sic. To the Capitol : 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 THE THIRD. SCENE I. 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 Upon us again. Com. They are worn, lord consul, so, That we shall hardly in our ages see Their banners wave again. Cor. Saw, you Aufidius? Lart. On safe-guard he came to me and did curse Against the Volces, for they had so vilely Lart. Cor. He did, my lord. How? what? Lart. How often he had met you, sword to sword: That, of all things upon the earth, he hated Be call'd your vanquisher. Cor. Lart. At Antium. At Antium lives he? Cor. I wish, I had a cause to seek him there, To oppose his hatred fully. Welcome home. [To LARTIUS. Enter SICINIUS and BRUtus. Behold! these are the tribunes of the people, them; For they do prank them in authority, Against all noble sufferance. Sic. Cor. Ha! what is that? Bru. Pass no further. It will be dangerous to What makes this change? The matter? Go on: no further. Cor. Men. Com. Hath he not pass'd the nobles, and the commons? Bru. Cominius, no. Cor. Have I had children's voices? 1 Sen. Tribunes, give way; he shall to the market-place. Stop, Bru. The people are incens'd against him. Sic. Or all will fall in broil. Cor. Are these your herd?. Must these have voices, that can yield them now, And straight disclaim their tongues? What are your offices? You being their mouths, why rule you not their teeth? Have you not set them on? Men. Be calm, be calm. Cor. It is a purpos'd thing, and grows by plot, To curb the will of the nobility: Suffer it, and live with such as cannot rule, Nor ever will be rul'd. Bru. Call 't not a plot : The people cry, you mock'd them; and, of late, Not to them all. How! I inform them! Not unlike, Cor. You are like to do such business. Each way to better yours. Cor. Why then should I be consul? By yon clouds, Let me deserve so ill as you, and make me Your fellow tribune. Sic. You show too much of that, For which the people stir: If you will pass To where you are bound, you must inquire your way, Which you are out of, with a gentler spirit; Or never be so noble as a consul, Nor yoke with him for tribune. |