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With bats and clubs ? the matter - Speak, I pray
you. 2 Cit. Our business is not unknown to the Senate; they have had inkling, this fortnight, what we intend to do, which now we'll shew 'em in deeds : they say, poor Suiters have strong breaths ; they shall know, we have strong arms too. Men. Why, Masters, my good Friends, mine honest
2 Git. We cannot, Sir, we are undone already.
thers, When you curse them as Enemies.
2 Cit. Care for us! true, indeed! — they ne'er car'd for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and their Storehouses cramm'd, with Grain : make Edicts for Ulury, to support Usurers ; repeal daily agy wholesome A& established against the Rich, and provide more piercing Statutes daily to chain up and reftrain the Poor. If the Wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all the love they bear us.
Men. "Either you must
(1) To ftale't a little more.
.2 Cit. Well, I'll hear it, Sir yet you must not think To fob off our disgraces with a Tale : but, and't pleale you, deliver.
Men. There was a time, when all the body's members Rebell'd against the belly; thus accus'd it; . Thar only, like a Gulf,' it did remain I'th' midit o'th' body, idle and unactive, Still cupboarding the Viand, never bearing Like labour with the rest, where th'other instruments
(1) To scale't a little more.] Thus all the Editions, but without any Manner of Sense, that I can find out. The Poet must have wrote, as I have corrected the Text : and then the Meaning will be plainly this. “ Perhaps, you may have heard my Tale already, but for all That, I'll “ venture to make it more ftale and familiar to You, by telling it over “ again.” And nothing is more common than the Verb in this Sense, with our three Capital Dramatic Poets. To begin, with our own Author." Anth. and Cleop.
Age cannot wither her, nor Custom ftale
Her infinite Variety: Jul. Cæs..
Were I a common Laugher, or did use
To stale with ordinary Oaths my Love &c.
to and Imitations,
Begin his Fashion.
and not content
He makes my House here common as a Mart.. . Cynthia's Revels.
I'll go tell all the Argument of his Play aforehand, and le ftale bis In-, vention to the Auditory, before it come forth. And so Beaumont and Fletcher, in their Beggar's Bufo. . But I jould lose my self to speak him further,
And ftale, in my Relation, the much Good
* You may be witness of. Queen of Corinth.
-- I'll not stale 'em,
To make your own Discov'ries.
You hall not be seen yet, we'll ftale your Friend first,
Did see, and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel,
2 Cit. Well, Sir, what answer made the belly ?
2 Cit. Your belly's answer — what!
2 Cit. Should by the cormorant belly be restrain’d, Who is the Sink o'ch' body,
Men. Well, what then?
2 Cit. The former Agents, if they did complain, What could the belly answer?
Men. I will tell you, If you'll bestow a small (of what you have little ) . Patience, a while; you'll hear the belly's answer,
2 Cit. Y'are long about it. · Men. Note me this, good Friend; Your most grave belly was deliberate, Not rash, like his accusers; and thus answer'd; True is it, my incorporate Friends, quoth he,
- (2) Sir, I mall tell you with a kind of Smile,
Which ne'er came from the Lungs,) Thus all the Editors, most ftupidly, hitherto; as if Menenius were to smile in telling his Story, tho? the Lines, which immediately follow, make it evident that the Belly was meant to smile.
That I receive the general food at first,
2 Cit.'Ay, Şir, well, well.
Men. Though all at once cannot
2 Cit. It was an answer ; -how apply you this?
Men. The Senators of Rome are this good belly, And you the mutinous Members; for examine Their Counsels, and their Cares; digest things rightly, Touching the weal o'th' Common; you shall find, No publick benefit, which you receive, But it proceeds, or comes, from them to you, And no way from your selves. What do you think? You, the great toe of this Assembly!
2 Cit. I the great toe! why, the great toe?
Men. For that, being one o'th' lowest, baseft, poorest, Of this most wise Rebellion, thou goeft formost: Thou rascal, that are worst in blood to run, Lead'At first, to win some vantage. But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs, Rome and her rats are at the point of battel : (3) The one side must have Bale.
Enter (3) The one Side must have Bail.] It muft be the vanquisht Side, sure, that could want it; and who were likely to be their Bail? But it is endless to question with Negligence and Stupidity. The Poet, undoubtedly wrote, as I have restor'd ;
The one Side must have Bale. i. c. Sorrow, Misfortune, must have the work of it, be discomfiţed. I
which you rechem to you, sink?
Enter Caius Marcius.
2 Cit. We have ever your good word.
have restor'd this Word in some other Passages of our Author; and we meet with it in a Play, attributed to him, cali'd Locrine :
Tea, with these Eyes thou hast seen her, and therefore pull them
and eke ber Fingirs long and smale
Chaucer's Troil. and Crefeide. Book IV. verse 738.
Špenser's Translation of Virgil's Gnat.
Said He, what have I Wretch deferv'd, that thus
First Chorus of Hercules Oetæus from Seneca; printed in 1581.
Do interrupt my Tale ;
Promos and Cassandra, (a Play,) printed in 1578.