Shakespeare - First Folio facsimile (1910)/The Tragedy of Coriolanus/Act 4 Scene 2
Enter the two Tribunes, Sicinius, and Brutus,
with the Edile.
with the Edile.
Sicin.
Bid them all home, he's gone: & wee'l no further,
The Nobility are vexed, whom we see haue sided
In his behalfe.
Bid them all home, he's gone: & wee'l no further,
The Nobility are vexed, whom we see haue sided
In his behalfe.
Brut.
Now we haue shewne our power,
Let vs seeme humbler after it is done,
Then when it was a dooing.
Now we haue shewne our power,
Let vs seeme humbler after it is done,
Then when it was a dooing.
Sicin.
Bid them home: say their great enemy is gone,
And they, stand in their ancient strength.
Bid them home: say their great enemy is gone,
And they, stand in their ancient strength.
Brut.
Dismisse them home. Here comes his Mother.
Dismisse them home. Here comes his Mother.
Enter Volumnia, Virgilia, and Menenius.
Sicin.
Let's not meet her.
Let's not meet her.
Brut.
Why?
Why?
Sicin.
They say she's mad.
They say she's mad.
Brut.
They haue tane note of vs: keepe on your way.
They haue tane note of vs: keepe on your way.
Volum.
Oh y'are well met:
Th'hoorded plague a'th'Gods requit your loue.
Oh y'are well met:
Th'hoorded plague a'th'Gods requit your loue.
Menen.
Peace, peace, be not so loud.
Peace, peace, be not so loud.
Volum.
If that I could for weeping, you should heare,
Nay, and you shall heare some. Will you be gone?
If that I could for weeping, you should heare,
Nay, and you shall heare some. Will you be gone?
Virg.
You shall stay too: I would I had the power
To say so to my Husband.
You shall stay too: I would I had the power
To say so to my Husband.
Sicin.
Are you mankinde?
Are you mankinde?
Volum.
I foole, is that a shame. Note but this Foole,
Was not a man my Father? Had'st thou Foxship
To banish him that strooke more blowes for Rome
Then thou hast spoken words.
I foole, is that a shame. Note but this Foole,
Was not a man my Father? Had'st thou Foxship
To banish him that strooke more blowes for Rome
Then thou hast spoken words.
Sicin.
Oh blessed Heauens!
Oh blessed Heauens!
Volum.
Moe Noble blowes, then euer yͧ wise words.
And for Romes good, Ile tell thee what: yet goe:
Nay but thou shalt stay too: I would my Sonne
Were in Arabia, and thy Tribe before him,
His good Sword in his hand.
Moe Noble blowes, then euer yͧ wise words.
And for Romes good, Ile tell thee what: yet goe:
Nay but thou shalt stay too: I would my Sonne
Were in Arabia, and thy Tribe before him,
His good Sword in his hand.
Sicin.
What then?
What then?
Virg.
When then? Hee'ld make an end of thy posterity
When then? Hee'ld make an end of thy posterity
Volum.
Bastards, and all.
Good man, the Wounds that he does beare for Rome!
Bastards, and all.
Good man, the Wounds that he does beare for Rome!
Menen.
Come, come, peace.
Come, come, peace.
Sicin.
I would he had continued to his Country
As he began, and not vnknit himselfe
The Noble knot he made.
I would he had continued to his Country
As he began, and not vnknit himselfe
The Noble knot he made.
Bru.
I would he had.
I would he had.
Volum.
I would he had? Twas thou incenst the rable.
Cats, that can iudge as fitly of his worth,
As I can of those Mysteries which heauen
Will not haue earth to know.
I would he had? Twas thou incenst the rable.
Cats, that can iudge as fitly of his worth,
As I can of those Mysteries which heauen
Will not haue earth to know.
Brut.
Pray let's go.
Pray let's go.
Volum.
Now pray sir get you gone.
You haue done a braue deede: Ere you go, heare this:
As farre as doth the Capitoll exceede
The meanest house in Rome; so farre my Sonne
This Ladies Husband heere; this (do you see)
Whom you haue banish'd, does exceed you all.
Now pray sir get you gone.
You haue done a braue deede: Ere you go, heare this:
As farre as doth the Capitoll exceede
The meanest house in Rome; so farre my Sonne
This Ladies Husband heere; this (do you see)
Whom you haue banish'd, does exceed you all.
Bru.
Well, well, wee'l leaue you.
Well, well, wee'l leaue you.
Sicin.
Why stay we to be baited
Exit Tribunes.With one that wants her Wits.
Why stay we to be baited
Exit Tribunes.With one that wants her Wits.
Volum.
Take my Prayers with you.
I would the Gods had nothing else to do,
But to confirme my Cursses. Could I meete 'em
But once a day, it would vnclogge my heart
Of what lyes heauy too't.
Take my Prayers with you.
I would the Gods had nothing else to do,
But to confirme my Cursses. Could I meete 'em
But once a day, it would vnclogge my heart
Of what lyes heauy too't.
Mene.
You haue told them home,
And by my troth you haue cause: you'l Sup with me.
You haue told them home,
And by my troth you haue cause: you'l Sup with me.
Volum.
Angers my Meate: I suppe vpon my selfe,
And so shall sterue with Feeding: Come, let's go,
Leaue this faint-puling, and lament as I do,
Exeunt.In Anger, Iuno-like: Come, come, come.
Angers my Meate: I suppe vpon my selfe,
And so shall sterue with Feeding: Come, let's go,
Leaue this faint-puling, and lament as I do,
Exeunt.In Anger, Iuno-like: Come, come, come.
Mene.
Exit.Fie, fie, fie.
Exit.Fie, fie, fie.