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The Tragedie of Coriolanus.
Scici.
Heare me, People peace.
Heare me, People peace.
All.
Let's here our Tribune: peace, speake, speake, speake.
Let's here our Tribune: peace, speake, speake, speake.
Scici.
You are at point to lose your Liberties:
Martius would haue all from you; Martius,
Whom late you haue nam'd for Consull.
You are at point to lose your Liberties:
Martius would haue all from you; Martius,
Whom late you haue nam'd for Consull.
Mene.
Fie, fie, fie, this is the way to kindle, not to quench.
Fie, fie, fie, this is the way to kindle, not to quench.
Sena.
To vnbuild the Citie, and to lay all flat.
To vnbuild the Citie, and to lay all flat.
Scici.
What is the Citie, but the People?
What is the Citie, but the People?
All.
True, the People are the Citie.
True, the People are the Citie.
Brut.
By the consent of all, we were establish'd the Peoples Magistrates.
By the consent of all, we were establish'd the Peoples Magistrates.
All.
You so remaine.
You so remaine.
Mene.
And so are like to doe.
And so are like to doe.
Com.
That is the way to lay the Citie flat,
To bring the Roofe to the Foundation,
And burie all, which yet distinctly raunges
In heapes, and piles of Ruine.
That is the way to lay the Citie flat,
To bring the Roofe to the Foundation,
And burie all, which yet distinctly raunges
In heapes, and piles of Ruine.
Scici.
This deserues Death.
This deserues Death.
Brut.
Or let vs stand to our Authoritie,
Or let vs lose it: we doe here pronounce,
Vpon the part o'th'People, in whose power
We were elected theirs, Martius is worthy
Of present Death.
Or let vs stand to our Authoritie,
Or let vs lose it: we doe here pronounce,
Vpon the part o'th'People, in whose power
We were elected theirs, Martius is worthy
Of present Death.
Scici.
Therefore lay hold of him:
Beare him toth'Rock Tarpeian, and from thence
Into destruction cast him.
Therefore lay hold of him:
Beare him toth'Rock Tarpeian, and from thence
Into destruction cast him.
Brut.
Ædiles seize him.
Ædiles seize him.
All Ple.
Yeeld Martius, yeeld.
Yeeld Martius, yeeld.
Mene.
Heare me one word, 'beseech you Tribunes,
heare me but a word.
Heare me one word, 'beseech you Tribunes,
heare me but a word.
Ædiles.
Peace, peace.
Peace, peace.
Mene.
Be that you seeme, truly your Countries friend,
And temp'rately proceed to what you would
Thus violently redresse.
Be that you seeme, truly your Countries friend,
And temp'rately proceed to what you would
Thus violently redresse.
Brut.
Sir, those cold wayes,
That seeme like prudent helpes, are very poysonous,
Where the Disease is violent. Lay hands vpon him,
Corio. drawes his Sword.And beare him to the Rock.
Sir, those cold wayes,
That seeme like prudent helpes, are very poysonous,
Where the Disease is violent. Lay hands vpon him,
Corio. drawes his Sword.And beare him to the Rock.
Corio.
No, Ile die here:
There's some among you haue beheld me fighting,
Come trie vpon your selues, what you haue seene me.
No, Ile die here:
There's some among you haue beheld me fighting,
Come trie vpon your selues, what you haue seene me.
Mene.
Downe with that Sword, Tribunes withdraw a while.
Downe with that Sword, Tribunes withdraw a while.
Brut.
Lay hands vpon him.
Lay hands vpon him.
Mene.
Helpe Martius, helpe: you that be noble, helpe
him young and old.
Helpe Martius, helpe: you that be noble, helpe
him young and old.
All.
Exeunt.Downe with him, downe with him.
Exeunt.Downe with him, downe with him.
In this Mutinie, the Tribunes, the Ædiles, and the
People are beat in.
People are beat in.
Mene.
Goe, get you to our House: be gone, away.
All will be naught else.
Goe, get you to our House: be gone, away.
All will be naught else.
2. Sena.
Get you gone.
Get you gone.
Com.
Stand fast, we haue as many friends as enemies.
Stand fast, we haue as many friends as enemies.
Mene.
Shall it be put to that?
Shall it be put to that?
Sena.
The Gods forbid:
I prythee noble friend, home to thy House,
Leaue vs to cure this Cause.
The Gods forbid:
I prythee noble friend, home to thy House,
Leaue vs to cure this Cause.
Mene.
For 'tis a Sore vpon vs,
You cannot Tent your selfe: be gone, 'beseech you.
For 'tis a Sore vpon vs,
You cannot Tent your selfe: be gone, 'beseech you.
Corio.
Come Sir, along with vs.
Come Sir, along with vs.
Mene.
I would they were Barbarians, as they are,
Though in Rome litter'd: not Romans, as they are not,
Though calued i'th'Porch o'th'Capitoll:
Be gone, put not your worthy Rage into your Tongue,
One time will owe another.
I would they were Barbarians, as they are,
Though in Rome litter'd: not Romans, as they are not,
Though calued i'th'Porch o'th'Capitoll:
Be gone, put not your worthy Rage into your Tongue,
One time will owe another.
Corio.
On faire ground, I could beat fortie of them.
On faire ground, I could beat fortie of them.
Mene.
I could my selfe take vp a Brace o'th'best of
them, yea, the two Tribunes.
I could my selfe take vp a Brace o'th'best of
them, yea, the two Tribunes.
Com.
But now 'tis oddes beyond Arithmetick,
And Manhood is call'd Foolerie, when it stands
Against a falling Fabrick. Will you hence,
Before the Tagge returne? whose Rage doth rend
Like interrupted Waters, and o're-beare
What they are vs'd to beare.
But now 'tis oddes beyond Arithmetick,
And Manhood is call'd Foolerie, when it stands
Against a falling Fabrick. Will you hence,
Before the Tagge returne? whose Rage doth rend
Like interrupted Waters, and o're-beare
What they are vs'd to beare.
Mene.
Pray you be gone:
Ile trie whether my old Wit be in request
With those that haue but little: this must be patcht
With Cloth of any Colour.
Pray you be gone:
Ile trie whether my old Wit be in request
With those that haue but little: this must be patcht
With Cloth of any Colour.
Com.
Exeunt Coriolanus and Cominius.Nay, come away.
Exeunt Coriolanus and Cominius.Nay, come away.
Patri.
This man ha's marr'd his fortune.
This man ha's marr'd his fortune.
Mene.
His nature is too noble for the World:
He would not flatter Neptune for his Trident,
Or Ioue, for's power to Thunder: his Heart's his Mouth:
What his Brest forges, that his Tongue must vent,
And being angry, does forget that euer
A Noise within.He heard the Name of Death.
Here's goodly worke.
His nature is too noble for the World:
He would not flatter Neptune for his Trident,
Or Ioue, for's power to Thunder: his Heart's his Mouth:
What his Brest forges, that his Tongue must vent,
And being angry, does forget that euer
A Noise within.He heard the Name of Death.
Here's goodly worke.
Patri.
I would they were a bed.
I would they were a bed.
Mene.
I would they were in Tyber.
What the vengeance, could he not speake 'em faire?
I would they were in Tyber.
What the vengeance, could he not speake 'em faire?
Enter Brutus and Sicinius with the rabble againe.
Sicin.
Where is this Viper,
That would depopulate the city, & be euery man himself
Where is this Viper,
That would depopulate the city, & be euery man himself
Mene.
You worthy Tribunes.
You worthy Tribunes.
Sicin.
He shall be throwne downe the Tarpeian rock
With rigorous hands: he hath resisted Law,
And therefore Law shall scorne him further Triall
Then the seuerity of the publike Power,
Which he so sets at naught.
He shall be throwne downe the Tarpeian rock
With rigorous hands: he hath resisted Law,
And therefore Law shall scorne him further Triall
Then the seuerity of the publike Power,
Which he so sets at naught.
1 Cit.
He shall well know the Noble Tribunes are
The peoples mouths, and we their hands.
He shall well know the Noble Tribunes are
The peoples mouths, and we their hands.
All.
He shall sure ont.
He shall sure ont.
Mene.
Sir, sir.
Sir, sir.
Sicin.
Peace.
Peace.
Me.
Do not cry hauocke, where you shold but hunt
With modest warrant.
Do not cry hauocke, where you shold but hunt
With modest warrant.
Sicin.
Sir, how com'st that you haue holpe
To make this rescue?
Sir, how com'st that you haue holpe
To make this rescue?
Mene.
Heere me speake? As I do know
The Consuls worthinesse, so can I name his Faults.
Heere me speake? As I do know
The Consuls worthinesse, so can I name his Faults.
Sicin.
Consull? what Consull?
Consull? what Consull?
Mene.
The Consull Coriolanus.
The Consull Coriolanus.
Bru.
He Consull.
He Consull.
All.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
Mene.
If by the Tribunes leaue,
And yours good people,
I may be heard, I would craue a word or two,
The which shall turne you to no further harme,
Then so much losse of time.
If by the Tribunes leaue,
And yours good people,
I may be heard, I would craue a word or two,
The which shall turne you to no further harme,
Then so much losse of time.
Sic.
Speake breefely then,
For we are peremptory to dispatch
This Viporous Traitor: to eiect him hence
Were but one danger, and to keepe him heere
Our certaine death: therefore it is decreed,
He dyes to night.
Speake breefely then,
For we are peremptory to dispatch
This Viporous Traitor: to eiect him hence
Were but one danger, and to keepe him heere
Our certaine death: therefore it is decreed,
He dyes to night.
Menen.
Now the good Gods forbid,
That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude
Towards her deserued Children, is enroll'd
In Ioues owne Booke, like an vnnaturall Dam
Should now eate vp her owne.
Now the good Gods forbid,
That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude
Towards her deserued Children, is enroll'd
In Ioues owne Booke, like an vnnaturall Dam
Should now eate vp her owne.
Sicin.
