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Be fingly counter-pois’d. At fixteen years,
When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought
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
The bristled lips before him: he bestrid
An o'er-prest Roman, and i'ch' Consul's view
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 prov'd beft Man i'th' field, and for his meed
Was brow-bound with the oak. His pupil-age
Man-entred thus, he waxed like a Sea;
(17) And, in the brunt of seventeen battels since,
He lurcht all swords o'th' garland. For this last,
Before, and in Corioli, let me say,

(17) And in the Brunt of sev’nteen Battles fince.] I cannot help making a Remark upon this Circumstance of our Author's Conduct, whether calual or designedly. . It is said, and the fact is true, that he has follow'd Plutarch very closely in this Story ; but he deviates from him in one Point, by which he seems to decline a strange Absurdity in the Cal. culation of Time. Shakespeare tells us, that, at fixteen Years old, Coriolanus began his Soldiership, when Tarquin made Head to regain his Kingdom; and that in seventeen Battles he distinguish'd himself with exemplary Bravery and Success. Plutarch likewise says, that our Hero set out in Arms a Youth, that his first Expedition was when Tarquin made this Push, and that he signaliz’d himself in War for seventeen Years succeflively. Now it happens a little unluckily for Plutarch's Account that this Attempt of Tarquin was made Anno U. C. 258, and Coriolanus was banish'd, nay and kill'd within the Period of eight Years after his first Campaign, Anno U. C. 266. There is something again lies cross on the other side, that if Coriolanus was fo young when he commenced Soldier, and if the Interval was so short betwixt That and his Banishment, he was too young to have been admitted a Candidate for the Consulship. The Compliment of that Office to early to any Man was a Proftitution of Dignity, that, I think, was never made 'till the Times of the Emperours, when Servitude had debased the very Spirits of the Romans. 'Tis certain, there is some Miltake in the Computation of this Great Man's Years. I should conjecture (were there any Proofs to second it) that he started into Notice as a Soldier, when Tarquin was expelld Rome, Anno U. C. 245 ; and allowing him only to be eighteen Years of Age then, at the time of his own Banishment (U. C. 264) we shall find him 37 Years old; a Period of Life, at which the City could scarcely have refusd One of his extraordinary Merit the Consulship. But This is no mare than an Attempt to reconcile Improbabilities by Guess.. ::

I cannot speak him home: he ftopi the fiers,
And by his rare example made the coward
Turn terror into fport. As waves before
A vessel under fail, so Men obey'd,
And fell below his stern: his sword, (death's stamp)
Where it did mark, it took from face to foot :
He was a thing of blood, whose every motion
Was tim'd with dying cries: alone he enter'd
The mortal Gate o'th' City, which he painted
With shunless deftiny: aidless came off,
And with a sudden re-enforcement struck
Corioli, like a planet. Nor all's this;
For by and by the din of war 'gan pierce
His ready sense, when ftreight his doubled spirit
Requicken'd what in flesh was fatigate,
And to the battel came he; where he did
Run reeking o'er the lives of men, as if
"Twere a perpetual spoil; and 'cill we call'd
Both Field and City ours, he never stood
To ease his breast with panting.

Men. Worthy Man !

i Sen. He cannot but with measure fit the Honours, Which we devise him.

Com. Our spoils he kick'd at,
And look'd upon things precious, as they were
The common muck o'th' world: he covets less
Than Misery itself would give, rewards
His deeds with doing them, and is content
To fpend his time to end it.

Men. He's right noble,
Let him be called for.

Sen. Call Coriolanus.
Off. He doth appear.

Enter Coriolanus.
Men. The Senate, Coriolanus, are well pleas'd
To make thee Consul.

Cor. I do owe them still
My life, and services.


as if I ha.reath only upon't

Men. It then remains
That you do speak to th' People.

Cor. I beseech you,
Let me o'er-leap that Cuftom; for I cannot
Put on the Gown, stand naked, and entreat them,
For my wounds' fake, to give their suffrages :
Please you, that I may pass this doing.

Sic. Sir, the People must have their voices,
Nor will they bace one jot of ceremony.

Men. Put them not to't: pray, fit you to the Custom,
And take t'ye, as your Predecessors have,
Your Honour with your form.

Cor. It is a Part
That I shall blush in acting, and might well
Be taken from the People.

Bru. Mark you That ?

Cor. To brag unto them, thus I did, -- and thus,
Shew them th' unaking scars, which I would hide,
As if I had receiv'd them for the hire
Of their breath only

Men. Do not stand upon't:-
We recommend t'ye, Tribunes of the People,
Our purpose to them, and to our noble Consul
Wish we all joy and honour..
Sen. (18) Í Ó Coriolanus come all joy and honour !

(Flouris Cornets. Then Exeunt. Manent Sicinius and Brutus. Bru. You see, how he intends to use the People.

Sic. May they perceive's intent! he will require them,
As if he did contemn what he requested
Should be in them to give. .

Bru. (19) Come, we'll inform them
Of our proceedings here : on th' market place,
I know, they do attend us.

[Exeunt. (18) Sic. To Coriolanus come all Joy and Honour!) How Mr. Pope came to put this kindly With in the Mouth of the Tribune, 'I can't say. We will suppose it to be Chance-medley. I have restor'd it to the Body of the Senate, with all the preceding Editions. (19) Come, we'll inform them

Of our Proceedings here on thMarket place,
I know they do attend us.) But the Tribunes were not now on the


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SCENE changes to the Forum.

Enter seven or eight Citizens. 1 Cit. (20) O NCE, if he do require our voices, we

ought not to deny him. 2 Cit. We may, Sir, if we will.

3 Cit. We have Power in our felves to do it, but it is a Power that we have no Power to do; for if he fhew us his wounds, and tell us his deeds, we are to put our tongues into those wounds, and speak for them: so, if he tells us his 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 the which, we being Members, should bring our selves to be monstrous Members.

i Cit. And to make us no better thought of, a little help will serve : for once when We stood up about the Corn, he himself stuck not to call us the manyheaded multitude.

Market place, but in the Capitol. The Pointing only wants to be recti. fied, and we shall know what this Magistrate would say ; viz.. Come, I know, the People attend us in the Forum ; we'll go and inform them what Proceedings have been here in the Senate.

(20) Oons ! if he do require our Voices, we ought not to deny him.] What more Anachronisms, and more than ever the Poet either defign'd or flipt into! But this, like the boild Pig and Colliflower in the Farce, is of Squire Somebody's own bespeaking; and 'twill be but kind to let him have the Dish to himself. “ Mr. Pope, I presume, hardly thinks that Blood and Wounds ever came into an Oath, 'till after the Crucifixion of our Saviour. But, to set that Question apart, our Citizens here are no such blustering Blades. They say honestly, in all the other Éditions, no more than This: - Once, if he do require our Voices, &c. i, e. In a word, once for all, I've said it once and I'll stand to it. So in Much Ado about Nothing. in 'Tis once, thou lov't: So in Anthonio and Cleopatra.

Men. Wilt thou be Lord of all the World ?
Pomp. What say'A Thou?

Men. Wilt thou be Lord of all the World ? that's twice.
And in a number more of Instances. ii

3 Cit. We have been call'd so of many ; not that our heads are some brown, some black, fome auburn, some bald ;. but that our wits are so diversly colour'd; and truly, I think, if all our wits were to issue out of one scull, they would fly East, West, North, South; and their consent of one direct way would be at once to all Points o’th' Compass.

2 Cit. Think you so ? which way, do you judge, my wit would fly?

3 Git. Nay, your wit will not so soon out as another man's will, 'tis strongly wedg’d up in a blockhead: but if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, southward.

2 Cit. Why that way?

3 Cit. To lose it self in a fog; where being three parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would return for conscience fake, to help to get thee a Wifc. '2 Cit. You are never without your tricks you may, you may

3 Cit. Are you all resolved to give your voices? but that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I say, if he would incline to the People, there was never a worthier Man.

Enter Coriolanus in a Gown, with Menenius. Here he comes, and in the Gown of Humility, mark his behaviour: we are not to stay all together, but to came by him where he stands, by one's, by two's, and by three's. He's to make his requests by particulars, wherein every one of us has a single honour, in giving him our own voices with our own tongues : therefore follow me, and I'll direct you how you shall go by him.

All. Content, content.
Men. Oh, Sir, you are not right ; have you not

known, The worthieft Men have done’t ? · Cor. What must I say? I pray, Sir, — plague upon't, I cannot bring My tongue to such a pace! Look, Sir, - my wounds-I got them in my Country's service, when • Vol. VI.


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