enemy to turn and fly back toward the shelter of their city.
The Romans pursued the Volscians until they reached the gates, but they did not dream of entering, for within the city were many more of the enemy. Already the walls were manned, and a deadly rain of arrows was descending among them.
But Marcius, crying that the gates were open, 'Not so much to shelter the vanquished as to receive the conquerors,' forced his way into the city.
With only a handful of men, he succeeded in keeping the gates of Corioli open, until the main body of the army arrived, when the city was taken without difficulty.
The soldiers said, as was indeed the truth, that it was Gaius Marcius who had taken the city.
When the war with the Volscians ended, the Consul wished to reward Marcius for this and many another courageous deed. So he ordered that of all the booty that had been taken in the war, the tenth part should be given to the brave young patrician. He himself gave to Marcius a noble horse, splendidly caparisoned.
But Marcius refused to receive more than his proper share of the booty. He begged, however, for one favour. It was that a Volscian who had shown him hospitality and was now a prisoner, might be set free.
Shouts of applause greeted Marcius when the soldiers heard his request.
When all was again quiet, the Consul said: 'It is idle, fellow-soldiers, to force and obtrude those other gifts of ours on one who is unwilling to accept them. Let us therefore give him one of such a kind that he cannot well reject it. In memory of his conquest of the city of Corioli, let him henceforth be called Coriolanus.'
So it was that from this time Coriolanus was the name of the young soldier.
In Rome, as was usual after war, there was much misery,
