Cor. Under the canopy.
3. Serv. 'Under the canopy!'
Cor. Ay.
3. Serv. Where's that? 44
Cor. I' the city of kites and crows.
3. Serv. 'I' the city of kites and crows!' What
an ass it is! Then thou dwell'st with daws
too? 48
Cor. No; I serve not thy master.
3. Serv. How sir! Do you meddle with my
master?
Cor. Ay; 'tis an honester service than to 52
meddle with thy mistress.
Thou prat'st, and prat'st: serve with thy trencher.
Hence. Beats him away.
Enter Aufidius with the [Second] Servingman.
Auf. Where is this fellow?
2. Serv. Here, sir: I'd have beaten him like a 56
dog, but for disturbing the lords within.
Auf. Whence com'st thou? what wouldst thou? Thy name?
Why speak'st not? Speak, man: what's thy name?
Cor. [Unmuffling.] If, Tullus, 60
Not yet thou know'st me, and, seeing me, dost not
Think me for the man I am, necessity
Commands me name myself.
Auf. What is thy name?
Cor. A name unmusical to the Volscians' ears, 64
And harsh in sound to thine.
Auf. Say, what's thy name?
Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face
Bears a command in 't; though thy tackle's torn,
41 canopy: sky
47 daws: jackdaws, fools
54 trencher: wooden platter
67 tackle: rigging of ship
