Is this done?

Cor. Sic. The custom of request you have discharged; 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.

I flouted us down-right.

Certainly,

Cit. No, 'tis his kind of speech, he did not mock us.

2 Cit. Not one amongst us save yourself, but says, He used 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,
I would be consul, says he: aged custom,
But by your voices, will not so permit me;
Your voices therefore: When we granted that,
Here was, I thank you for your voices,-thank
you,

Your most sweet voices:-now you have left your

voices.

Sic. Why, either, were you ignorant to see't! Or, seeing it, of such childish friendliness 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 eneiny; ever spake against Your liberties, and the charters that you bear I' the body of the weal; and now arriving A place of potency, and sway o' the state, If he should still malignantly remain Fast foe to the plebeii,' your voices might Be curses to yourselves? You should have said, That as his worthy deeds did claim no less Than what he stood for; so his gracious nature Would think upon you for your voices, and Translate his malice towards you into love, Standing your friendly lord.

Sic.
Thus to have said
As you were fore-advis'd, had touch'd his spirit,
And try'd his inclination: from him pluck'd
Either his gracious promise, which you might,
As cause had call'd you up, have held him to;
Or else it would have gall'd his surly nature,
Which easily endures not article

Tying him to aught; so putting him to rage,
You should have ta'en the advantage of his choler,
And pass'd him unelected.

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? Have you,

Sic.

Ere now, deny'd the asker? and, now again,
On him, that did not ask, but mock, bestow
Your sued-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 thom friends,

They have chose a consul, that will from them take
Their liberties; make them of no more voice
Than dogs, that are as often beat for barking,
As therefore kept to do so.
Sic.

Let them assemble
And, on a safer judgment, all revoke
Your ignorant election: Enforce his pride,
And his old hate unto you: besides, forget not
With what contempt he wore the humble weed:
How in his suit he scorn'd you: but your loves,
Thinking upon his services, took from you
The apprehension of his present portance,
Which gibingly, ungravely he did fashion
After the inveterate hate he bears you.