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◈ Coriolanus (코리올레이너스) ◈

◇ Act I ◇

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 1. Act I, Scene 1
 2. Act I, Scene 2
 3. Act I, Scene 3
 4. Act I, Scene 4
 5. Act I, Scene 5
 6. Act I, Scene 6
 7. Act I, Scene 7
 8. Act I, Scene 8
 9. Act I, Scene 9
 10. Act I, Scene 10

1. Act I, Scene 1

0 Rome. A street.
1 [Enter a company of mutinous Citizens, with staves,] [p]clubs, and other weapons]
2 First Citizen.
3       Before we proceed any further, hear me speak.
4 All.
5       Speak, speak.
6 First Citizen.
7       You are all resolved rather to die than to famish?
8 All.
9       Resolved. resolved.
10 First Citizen.
11       First, you know Caius CORIOLANUS is chief enemy to the people.
12 All.
13       We know't, we know't.
14 First Citizen.
15       Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our own price.
16       Is't a verdict?
17 All.
18       No more talking on't; let it be done: away, away!
19 Second Citizen.
20       One word, good citizens.
21 First Citizen.
22       We are accounted poor citizens, the patricians good.
23       What authority surfeits on would relieve us: if they
24       would yield us but the superfluity, while it were
25       wholesome, we might guess they relieved us humanely;
26       but they think we are too dear: the leanness that
27       afflicts us, the object of our misery, is as an
28       inventory to particularise their abundance; our
29       sufferance is a gain to them Let us revenge this with
30       our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know I
31       speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge.
32 Second Citizen.
33       Would you proceed especially against Caius CORIOLANUS?
34 All.
35       Against him first: he's a very dog to the commonalty.
36 Second Citizen.
37       Consider you what services he has done for his country?
38 First Citizen.
39       Very well; and could be content to give him good
40       report fort, but that he pays himself with being proud.
41 Second Citizen.
42       Nay, but speak not maliciously.
43 First Citizen.
44       I say unto you, what he hath done famously, he did
45       it to that end: though soft-conscienced men can be
46       content to say it was for his country he did it to
47       please his mother and to be partly proud; which he
48       is, even till the altitude of his virtue.
49 Second Citizen.
50       What he cannot help in his nature, you account a
51       vice in him. You must in no way say he is covetous.
52 First Citizen.
53       If I must not, I need not be barren of accusations;
54       he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetition.
55       [Shouts within]
56       What shouts are these? The other side o' the city
57       is risen: why stay we prating here? to the Capitol!
58 All.
59       Come, come.
60 First Citizen.
61       Soft! who comes here?
63 Second Citizen.
64       Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one that hath always loved
65       the people.
66 First Citizen.
67       He's one honest enough: would all the rest were so!
68 Menenius Agrippa.
69       What work's, my countrymen, in hand? where go you
70       With bats and clubs? The matter? speak, I pray you.
71 First Citizen.
72       Our business is not unknown to the senate; they have
73       had inkling this fortnight what we intend to do,
74       which now we'll show 'em in deeds. They say poor
75       suitors have strong breaths: they shall know we
76       have strong arms too.
77 Menenius Agrippa.
78       Why, masters, my good friends, mine honest neighbours,
79       Will you undo yourselves?
80 First Citizen.
81       We cannot, sir, we are undone already.
82 Menenius Agrippa.
83       I tell you, friends, most charitable care
84       Have the patricians of you. For your wants,
85       Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well
86       Strike at the heaven with your staves as lift them
87       Against the Roman state, whose course will on
88       The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs
89       Of more strong link asunder than can ever
90       Appear in your impediment. For the dearth,
91       The gods, not the patricians, make it, and
92       Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Alack,
93       You are transported by calamity
94       Thither where more attends you, and you slander
95       The helms o' the state, who care for you like fathers,
96       When you curse them as enemies.
97 First Citizen.
98       Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er cared for us
99       yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses
100       crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to
101       support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act
102       established against the rich, and provide more
103       piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain
104       the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and
105       there's all the love they bear us.
106 Menenius Agrippa.
107       Either you must
108       Confess yourselves wondrous malicious,
109       Or be accused of folly. I shall tell you
110       A pretty tale: it may be you have heard it;
111       But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture
112       To stale 't a little more.
113 First Citizen.
114       Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not think to
115       fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an 't please
116       you, deliver.
117 Menenius Agrippa.
118       There was a time when all the body's members
119       Rebell'd against the belly, thus accused it:
120       That only like a gulf it did remain
121       I' the midst o' the body, idle and unactive,
122       Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing
123       Like labour with the rest, where the other instruments
124       Did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel,
125       And, mutually participate, did minister
126       Unto the appetite and affection common
127       Of the whole body. The belly answer'd—
128 First Citizen.
129       Well, sir, what answer made the belly?
130 Menenius Agrippa.
131       Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind of smile,
132       Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus
133       For, look you, I may make the belly smile
134       As well as speakit tauntingly replied
135       To the discontented members, the mutinous parts
136       That envied his receipt; even so most fitly
137       As you malign our senators for that
138       They are not such as you.
139 First Citizen.
140       Your belly's answer? What!
141       The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye,
142       The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,
143       Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter.
144       With other muniments and petty helps
145       In this our fabric, if that they
146 Menenius Agrippa.
147       What then?
148       'Fore me, this fellow speaks! What then? what then?
149 First Citizen.
150       Should by the cormorant belly be restrain'd,
151       Who is the sink o' the body,—
152 Menenius Agrippa.
153       Well, what then?
154 First Citizen.
155       The former agents, if they did complain,
156       What could the belly answer?
157 Menenius Agrippa.
158       I will tell you
159       If you'll bestow a smallof what you have little
160       Patience awhile, you'll hear the belly's answer.
161 First Citizen.
162       Ye're long about it.
163 Menenius Agrippa.
164       Note me this, good friend;
165       Your most grave belly was deliberate,
166       Not rash like his accusers, and thus answer'd:
167       'True is it, my incorporate friends,' quoth he,
168       'That I receive the general food at first,
169       Which you do live upon; and fit it is,
170       Because I am the store-house and the shop
171       Of the whole body: but, if you do remember,
172       I send it through the rivers of your blood,
173       Even to the court, the heart, to the seat o' the brain;
174       And, through the cranks and offices of man,
175       The strongest nerves and small inferior veins
176       From me receive that natural competency
177       Whereby they live: and though that all at once,
178       You, my good friends,'—this says the belly, mark me,—
179 First Citizen.
180       Ay, sir; well, well.
181 Menenius Agrippa.
182       'Though all at once cannot
183       See what I do deliver out to each,
184       Yet I can make my audit up, that all
185       From me do back receive the flour of all,
186       And leave me but the bran.' What say you to't?
187 First Citizen.
188       It was an answer: how apply you this?
189 Menenius Agrippa.
190       The senators of Rome are this good belly,
191       And you the mutinous members; for examine
192       Their counsels and their cares, digest things rightly
193       Touching the weal o' the common, you shall find
194       No public benefit which you receive
195       But it proceeds or comes from them to you
196       And no way from yourselves. What do you think,
197       You, the great toe of this assembly?
198 First Citizen.
199       I the great toe! why the great toe?
200 Menenius Agrippa.
201       For that, being one o' the lowest, basest, poorest,
202       Of this most wise rebellion, thou go'st foremost:
203       Thou rascal, that art worst in blood to run,
204       Lead'st first to win some vantage.
205       But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs:
206       Rome and her rats are at the point of battle;
207       The one side must have bale.
208       [Enter CAIUS CORIOLANUS]
209       Hail, noble CORIOLANUS!
210 Coriolanus.
211       Thanks. What's the matter, you dissentious rogues,
212       That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion,
213       Make yourselves scabs?
214 First Citizen.
215       We have ever your good word.
216 Coriolanus.
217       He that will give good words to thee will flatter
218       Beneath abhorring. What would you have, you curs,
219       That like nor peace nor war? the one affrights you,
220       The other makes you proud. He that trusts to you,
221       Where he should find you lions, finds you hares;
222       Where foxes, geese: you are no surer, no,
223       Than is the coal of fire upon the ice,
224       Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is
225       To make him worthy whose offence subdues him
226       And curse that justice did it.
227       Who deserves greatness
228       Deserves your hate; and your affections are
229       A sick man's appetite, who desires most that
230       Which would increase his evil. He that depends
231       Upon your favours swims with fins of lead
232       And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust Ye?
233       With every minute you do change a mind,
234       And call him noble that was now your hate,
235       Him vile that was your garland. What's the matter,
236       That in these several places of the city
237       You cry against the noble senate, who,
238       Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else
239       Would feed on one another? What's their seeking?
240 Menenius Agrippa.
241       For corn at their own rates; whereof, they say,
242       The city is well stored.
243 Coriolanus.
244       Hang 'em! They say!
245       They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know
246       What's done i' the Capitol; who's like to rise,
247       Who thrives and who declines; side factions
248       and give out
249       Conjectural marriages; making parties strong
250       And feebling such as stand not in their liking
251       Below their cobbled shoes. They say there's
252       grain enough!
253       Would the nobility lay aside their ruth,
254       And let me use my sword, I'll make a quarry
255       With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as high
256       As I could pick my lance.
257 Menenius Agrippa.
258       Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded;
259       For though abundantly they lack discretion,
260       Yet are they passing cowardly. But, I beseech you,
261       What says the other troop?
262 Coriolanus.
263       They are dissolved: hang 'em!
264       They said they were an-hungry; sigh'd forth proverbs,
265       That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
266       That meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not
267       Corn for the rich men only: with these shreds
268       They vented their complainings; which being answer'd,
269       And a petition granted them, a strange one
270       To break the heart of generosity,
271       And make bold power look palethey threw their caps
272       As they would hang them on the horns o' the moon,
273       Shouting their emulation.
274 Menenius Agrippa.
275       What is granted them?
276 Coriolanus.
277       Five tribunes to defend their vulgar wisdoms,
278       Of their own choice: one's Junius Brutus,
279       Sicinius Velutus, and I know not—'Sdeath!
280       The rabble should have first unroof'd the city,
281       Ere so prevail'd with me: it will in time
282       Win upon power and throw forth greater themes
283       For insurrection's arguing.
284 Menenius Agrippa.
285       This is strange.
286 Coriolanus.
287       Go, get you home, you fragments!
288 [Enter a Messenger, hastily]
289 Messenger.
290       Where's Caius CORIOLANUS?
291 Coriolanus.
292       Here: what's the matter?
293 Messenger.
294       The news is, sir, the Volsces are in arms.
295 Coriolanus.
296       I am glad on 't: then we shall ha' means to vent
297       Our musty superfluity. See, our best elders.
298       [Enter COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, and other Senators;]
300 First Senator.
301       CORIOLANUS, 'tis true that you have lately told us;
302       The Volsces are in arms.
303 Coriolanus.
304       They have a leader,
305       Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to 't.
306       I sin in envying his nobility,
307       And were I any thing but what I am,
308       I would wish me only he.
309 Cominius.
310       You have fought together.
311 Coriolanus.
312       Were half to half the world by the ears and he.
313       Upon my party, I'ld revolt to make
314       Only my wars with him: he is a lion
315       That I am proud to hunt.
316 First Senator.
317       Then, worthy CORIOLANUS,
318       Attend upon Cominius to these wars.
319 Cominius.
320       It is your former promise.
321 Coriolanus.
322       Sir, it is;
323       And I am constant. Titus TITUS, thou
324       Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus' face.
325       What, art thou stiff? stand'st out?
326 Titus Lartius.
327       No, Caius CORIOLANUS;
328       I'll lean upon one crutch and fight with t'other,
329       Ere stay behind this business.
330 Menenius Agrippa.
331       O, true-bred!
332 First Senator.
333       Your company to the Capitol; where, I know,
334       Our greatest friends attend us.
335 Titus Lartius.
336       [To COMINIUS]Lead you on.
337       [To CORIOLANUS]Follow Cominius; we must follow you;]
338       Right worthy you priority.
339 Cominius.
340       Noble CORIOLANUS!
341 First Senator.
342       [To the Citizens]Hence to your homes; be gone!
343 Coriolanus.
344       Nay, let them follow:
345       The Volsces have much corn; take these rats thither
346       To gnaw their garners. Worshipful mutiners,
347       Your valour puts well forth: pray, follow.
348       [Citizens steal away. Exeunt all but SICINIUS]
349       and BRUTUS]
350 Sicinius Velutus.
351       Was ever man so proud as is this CORIOLANUS?
352 Junius Brutus.
353       He has no equal.
354 Sicinius Velutus.
355       When we were chosen tribunes for the people,—
356 Junius Brutus.
357       Mark'd you his lip and eyes?
358 Sicinius Velutus.
359       Nay. but his taunts.
360 Junius Brutus.
361       Being moved, he will not spare to gird the gods.
362 Sicinius Velutus.
363       Be-mock the modest moon.
364 Junius Brutus.
365       The present wars devour him: he is grown
366       Too proud to be so valiant.
367 Sicinius Velutus.
368       Such a nature,
369       Tickled with good success, disdains the shadow
370       Which he treads on at noon: but I do wonder
371       His insolence can brook to be commanded
372       Under Cominius.
373 Junius Brutus.
374       Fame, at the which he aims,
375       In whom already he's well graced, can not
376       Better be held nor more attain'd than by
377       A place below the first: for what miscarries
378       Shall be the general's fault, though he perform
379       To the utmost of a man, and giddy censure
380       Will then cry out of CORIOLANUS 'O if he
381       Had borne the business!'
382 Sicinius Velutus.
383       Besides, if things go well,
384       Opinion that so sticks on CORIOLANUS shall
385       Of his demerits rob Cominius.
386 Junius Brutus.
387       Come:
388       Half all Cominius' honours are to CORIOLANUS.
389       Though CORIOLANUS earned them not, and all his faults
390       To CORIOLANUS shall be honours, though indeed
391       In aught he merit not.
392 Sicinius Velutus.
393       Let's hence, and hear
394       How the dispatch is made, and in what fashion,
395       More than his singularity, he goes
396       Upon this present action.
397 Junius Brutus.
398       Lets along.
399 [Exeunt]

2. Act I, Scene 2

0 Corioli. The Senate-house.
1 [Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS and certain Senators]
2 First Senator.
3       So, your opinion is, Aufidius,
4       That they of Rome are entered in our counsels
5       And know how we proceed.
6 Tullus Aufidius.
7       Is it not yours?
8       What ever have been thought on in this state,
9       That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome
10       Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone
11       Since I heard thence; these are the words: I think
12       I have the letter here; yes, here it is.
13       [Reads]
14       'They have press'd a power, but it is not known
15       Whether for east or west: the dearth is great;
16       The people mutinous; and it is rumour'd,
17       Cominius, CORIOLANUS your old enemy,
18       Who is of Rome worse hated than of you,
19       And Titus TITUS, a most valiant Roman,
20       These three lead on this preparation
21       Whither 'tis bent: most likely 'tis for you:
22       Consider of it.'
23 First Senator.
24       Our army's in the field
25       We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready
26       To answer us.
27 Tullus Aufidius.
28       Nor did you think it folly
29       To keep your great pretences veil'd till when
30       They needs must show themselves; which
31       in the hatching,
32       It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery.
33       We shall be shorten'd in our aim, which was
34       To take in many towns ere almost Rome
35       Should know we were afoot.
36 Second Senator.
37       Noble Aufidius,
38       Take your commission; hie you to your bands:
39       Let us alone to guard Corioli:
40       If they set down before 's, for the remove
41       Bring your army; but, I think, you'll find
42       They've not prepared for us.
43 Tullus Aufidius.
44       O, doubt not that;
45       I speak from certainties. Nay, more,
46       Some parcels of their power are forth already,
47       And only hitherward. I leave your honours.
48       If we and Caius CORIOLANUS chance to meet,
49       'Tis sworn between us we shall ever strike
50       Till one can do no more.
51 All.
52       The gods assist you!
53 Tullus Aufidius.
54       And keep your honours safe!
55 First Senator.
56       Farewell.
57 Second Senator.
58       Farewell.
59 All.
60       Farewell.
61 [Exeunt]

3. Act I, Scene 3

0 Rome. A room in CORIOLANUShouse.
1 [Enter VOLUMNIA and VIRGILIA. they set them down] [p]on two low stools, and sew]
2 Volumnia.
3       I pray you, daughter, sing; or express yourself in a
4       more comfortable sort: if my son were my husband, I
5       should freelier rejoice in that absence wherein he
6       won honour than in the embracements of his bed where
7       he would show most love. When yet he was but
8       tender-bodied and the only son of my womb, when
9       youth with comeliness plucked all gaze his way, when
10       for a day of kings' entreaties a mother should not
11       sell him an hour from her beholding, I, considering
12       how honour would become such a person. that it was
13       no better than picture-like to hang by the wall, if
14       renown made it not stir, was pleased to let him seek
15       danger where he was like to find fame. To a cruel
16       war I sent him; from whence he returned, his brows
17       bound with oak. I tell thee, daughter, I sprang not
18       more in joy at first hearing he was a man-child
19       than now in first seeing he had proved himself a
20       man.
21 Virgilia.
22       But had he died in the business, madam; how then?
23 Volumnia.
24       Then his good report should have been my son; I
25       therein would have found issue. Hear me profess
26       sincerely: had I a dozen sons, each in my love
27       alike and none less dear than thine and my good
28       CORIOLANUS, I had rather had eleven die nobly for their
29       country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action.
30 [Enter a Gentlewoman]
31 Gentlewoman.
32       Madam, the Lady Valeria is come to visit you.
33 Virgilia.
34       Beseech you, give me leave to retire myself.
35 Volumnia.
36       Indeed, you shall not.
37       Methinks I hear hither your husband's drum,
38       See him pluck Aufidius down by the hair,
39       As children from a bear, the Volsces shunning him:
40       Methinks I see him stamp thus, and call thus:
41       'Come on, you cowards! you were got in fear,
42       Though you were born in Rome:' his bloody brow
43       With his mail'd hand then wiping, forth he goes,
44       Like to a harvest-man that's task'd to mow
45       Or all or lose his hire.
46 Virgilia.
47       His bloody brow! O Jupiter, no blood!
48 Volumnia.
49       Away, you fool! it more becomes a man
50       Than gilt his trophy: the breasts of Hecuba,
51       When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier
52       Than Hector's forehead when it spit forth blood
53       At Grecian sword, contemning. Tell Valeria,
54       We are fit to bid her welcome.
55 [Exit Gentlewoman]
56 Virgilia.
57       Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius!
58 Volumnia.
59       He'll beat Aufidius 'head below his knee
60       And tread upon his neck.
61 [Enter VALERIA, with an Usher and Gentlewoman]
62 Valeria.
63       My ladies both, good day to you.
64 Volumnia.
65       Sweet madam.
66 Virgilia.
67       I am glad to see your ladyship.
68 Valeria.
69       How do you both? you are manifest house-keepers.
70       What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good
71       faith. How does your little son?
72 Virgilia.
73       I thank your ladyship; well, good madam.
74 Volumnia.
75       He had rather see the swords, and hear a drum, than
76       look upon his school-master.
77 Valeria.
78       O' my word, the father's son: I'll swear,'tis a
79       very pretty boy. O' my troth, I looked upon him o'
80       Wednesday half an hour together: has such a
81       confirmed countenance. I saw him run after a gilded
82       butterfly: and when he caught it, he let it go
83       again; and after it again; and over and over he
84       comes, and again; catched it again; or whether his
85       fall enraged him, or how 'twas, he did so set his
86       teeth and tear it; O, I warrant it, how he mammocked
87       it!
88 Volumnia.
89       One on 's father's moods.
90 Valeria.
91       Indeed, la, 'tis a noble child.
92 Virgilia.
93       A crack, madam.
94 Valeria.
95       Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must have you play
96       the idle husewife with me this afternoon.
97 Virgilia.
98       No, good madam; I will not out of doors.
99 Valeria.
100       Not out of doors!
101 Volumnia.
102       She shall, she shall.
103 Virgilia.
104       Indeed, no, by your patience; I'll not over the
105       threshold till my lord return from the wars.
106 Valeria.
107       Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably: come,
108       you must go visit the good lady that lies in.
109 Virgilia.
110       I will wish her speedy strength, and visit her with
111       my prayers; but I cannot go thither.
112 Volumnia.
113       Why, I pray you?
114 Virgilia.
115       'Tis not to save labour, nor that I want love.
116 Valeria.
117       You would be another Penelope: yet, they say, all
118       the yarn she spun in Ulysses' absence did but fill
119       Ithaca full of moths. Come; I would your cambric
120       were sensible as your finger, that you might leave
121       pricking it for pity. Come, you shall go with us.
122 Virgilia.
123       No, good madam, pardon me; indeed, I will not forth.
124 Valeria.
125       In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you
126       excellent news of your husband.
127 Virgilia.
128       O, good madam, there can be none yet.
129 Valeria.
130       Verily, I do not jest with you; there came news from
131       him last night.
132 Virgilia.
133       Indeed, madam?
134 Valeria.
135       In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator speak it.
136       Thus it is: the Volsces have an army forth; against
137       whom Cominius the general is gone, with one part of
138       our Roman power: your lord and Titus TITUS are set
139       down before their city Corioli; they nothing doubt
140       prevailing and to make it brief wars. This is true,
141       on mine honour; and so, I pray, go with us.
142 Virgilia.
143       Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey you in every
144       thing hereafter.
145 Volumnia.
146       Let her alone, lady: as she is now, she will but
147       disease our better mirth.
148 Valeria.
149       In troth, I think she would. Fare you well, then.
150       Come, good sweet lady. Prithee, Virgilia, turn thy
151       solemness out o' door. and go along with us.
152 Virgilia.
153       No, at a word, madam; indeed, I must not. I wish
154       you much mirth.
155 Valeria.
156       Well, then, farewell.
157 [Exeunt]

4. Act I, Scene 4

0 Before Corioli.
1 [Enter, with drum and colours, CORIOLANUS, TITUS LARTIUS, Captains and Soldiers. To them a Messenger]
2 Coriolanus.
3       Yonder comes news. A wager they have met.
4 Titus Lartius.
5       My horse to yours, no.
6 Coriolanus.
7       'Tis done.
8 Titus Lartius.
9       Agreed.
10 Coriolanus.
11       Say, has our general met the enemy?
12 Messenger.
13       They lie in view; but have not spoke as yet.
14 Titus Lartius.
15       So, the good horse is mine.
16 Coriolanus.
17       I'll buy him of you.
18 Titus Lartius.
19       No, I'll nor sell nor give him: lend you him I will
20       For half a hundred years. Summon the town.
21 Coriolanus.
22       How far off lie these armies?
23 Messenger.
24       Within this mile and half.
25 Coriolanus.
26       Then shall we hear their 'larum, and they ours.
27       Now, Mars, I prithee, make us quick in work,
28       That we with smoking swords may march from hence,
29       To help our fielded friends! Come, blow thy blast.
30       [They sound a parley. Enter two Senators with others]
31       on the walls]
32       Tutus Aufidius, is he within your walls?
33 First Senator.
34       No, nor a man that fears you less than he,
35       That's lesser than a little.
36       [Drums afar off]
37       Hark! our drums
38       Are bringing forth our youth. We'll break our walls,
39       Rather than they shall pound us up: our gates,
40       Which yet seem shut, we, have but pinn'd with rushes;
41       They'll open of themselves.
42       [Alarum afar off]
43       Hark you. far off!
44       There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes
45       Amongst your cloven army.
46 Coriolanus.
47       O, they are at it!
48 Titus Lartius.
49       Their noise be our instruction. Ladders, ho!
50 [Enter the army of the Volsces]
51 Coriolanus.
52       They fear us not, but issue forth their city.
53       Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight
54       With hearts more proof than shields. Advance,
55       brave Titus:
56       They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts,
57       Which makes me sweat with wrath. Come on, my fellows:
58       He that retires I'll take him for a Volsce,
59       And he shall feel mine edge.
60       [Alarum. The Romans are beat back to their]
61       trenches. Re-enter CORIOLANUS cursing]
62 Coriolanus.
63       All the contagion of the south light on you,
64       You shames of Rome! you herd ofBoils and plagues
65       Plaster you o'er, that you may be abhorr'd
66       Further than seen and one infect another
67       Against the wind a mile! You souls of geese,
68       That bear the shapes of men, how have you run
69       From slaves that apes would beat! Pluto and hell!
70       All hurt behind; backs red, and faces pale
71       With flight and agued fear! Mend and charge home,
72       Or, by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the foe
73       And make my wars on you: look to't: come on;
74       If you'll stand fast, we'll beat them to their wives,
75       As they us to our trenches followed.
76       [Another alarum. The Volsces fly, and CORIOLANUS]
77       follows them to the gates]
78       So, now the gates are ope: now prove good seconds:
79       'Tis for the followers fortune widens them,
80       Not for the fliers: mark me, and do the like.
81 [Enters the gates]
82 First Soldier.
83       Fool-hardiness; not I.
84 Second Soldier.
85       Nor I.
86 [CORIOLANUS is shut in]
87 First Soldier.
88       See, they have shut him in.
89 All.
90       To the pot, I warrant him.
91 [Alarum continues]
92 [Re-enter TITUS LARTIUS]
93 Titus Lartius.
94       What is become of CORIOLANUS?
95 All.
96       Slain, sir, doubtless.
97 First Soldier.
98       Following the fliers at the very heels,
99       With them he enters; who, upon the sudden,
100       Clapp'd to their gates: he is himself alone,
101       To answer all the city.
102 Titus Lartius.
103       O noble fellow!
104       Who sensibly outdares his senseless sword,
105       And, when it bows, stands up. Thou art left, CORIOLANUS:
106       A carbuncle entire, as big as thou art,
107       Were not so rich a jewel. Thou wast a soldier
108       Even to Cato's wish, not fierce and terrible
109       Only in strokes; but, with thy grim looks and
110       The thunder-like percussion of thy sounds,
111       Thou madst thine enemies shake, as if the world
112       Were feverous and did tremble.
113 [Re-enter CORIOLANUS, bleeding, assaulted by the enemy]
114 First Soldier.
115       Look, sir.
116 Titus Lartius.
117       O,'tis CORIOLANUS!
118       Let's fetch him off, or make remain alike.
119 [They fight, and all enter the city]

5. Act I, Scene 5

0 Corioli. A street.
1 [Enter certain Romans, with spoils]
2 First Roman.
3       This will I carry to Rome.
4 Second Roman.
5       And I this.
6 Third Roman.
7       A murrain on't! I took this for silver.
8 [Alarum continues still afar off]
9 [Enter CORIOLANUS and TITUS LARTIUS with a trumpet]
10 Coriolanus.
11       See here these movers that do prize their hours
12       At a crack'd drachm! Cushions, leaden spoons,
13       Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would
14       Bury with those that wore them, these base slaves,
15       Ere yet the fight be done, pack up: down with them!
16       And hark, what noise the general makes! To him!
17       There is the man of my soul's hate, Aufidius,
18       Piercing our Romans: then, valiant Titus, take
19       Convenient numbers to make good the city;
20       Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will haste
21       To help Cominius.
22 Titus Lartius.
23       Worthy sir, thou bleed'st;
24       Thy exercise hath been too violent for
25       A second course of fight.
26 Coriolanus.
27       Sir, praise me not;
28       My work hath yet not warm'd me: fare you well:
29       The blood I drop is rather physical
30       Than dangerous to me: to Aufidius thus
31       I will appear, and fight.
32 Titus Lartius.
33       Now the fair goddess, Fortune,
34       Fall deep in love with thee; and her great charms
35       Misguide thy opposers' swords! Bold gentleman,
36       Prosperity be thy page!
37 Coriolanus.
38       Thy friend no less
39       Than those she placeth highest! So, farewell.
40 Titus Lartius.
41       Thou worthiest CORIOLANUS!
42       [Exit CORIOLANUS]
43       Go, sound thy trumpet in the market-place;
44       Call thither all the officers o' the town,
45       Where they shall know our mind: away!
46 [Exeunt]

6. Act I, Scene 6

0 Near the camp of Cominius.
1 [Enter COMINIUS, as it were in retire,] [p]with soldiers]
2 Cominius.
3       Breathe you, my friends: well fought;
4       we are come off
5       Like Romans, neither foolish in our stands,
6       Nor cowardly in retire: believe me, sirs,
7       We shall be charged again. Whiles we have struck,
8       By interims and conveying gusts we have heard
9       The charges of our friends. Ye Roman gods!
10       Lead their successes as we wish our own,
11       That both our powers, with smiling
12       fronts encountering,
13       May give you thankful sacrifice.
14       [Enter a Messenger]
15       Thy news?
16 Messenger.
17       The citizens of Corioli have issued,
18       And given to TITUS and to CORIOLANUS battle:
19       I saw our party to their trenches driven,
20       And then I came away.
21 Cominius.
22       Though thou speak'st truth,
23       Methinks thou speak'st not well.
24       How long is't since?
25 Messenger.
26       Above an hour, my lord.
27 Cominius.
28       'Tis not a mile; briefly we heard their drums:
29       How couldst thou in a mile confound an hour,
30       And bring thy news so late?
31 Messenger.
32       Spies of the Volsces
33       Held me in chase, that I was forced to wheel
34       Three or four miles about, else had I, sir,
35       Half an hour since brought my report.
36 Cominius.
37       Who's yonder,
38       That does appear as he were flay'd? O gods
39       He has the stamp of CORIOLANUS; and I have
40       Before-time seen him thus.
41 Coriolanus.
42       [Within]Come I too late?
43 Cominius.
44       The shepherd knows not thunder from a tabour
45       More than I know the sound of CORIOLANUS' tongue
46       From every meaner man.
48 Coriolanus.
49       Come I too late?
50 Cominius.
51       Ay, if you come not in the blood of others,
52       But mantled in your own.
53 Coriolanus.
54       O, let me clip ye
55       In arms as sound as when I woo'd, in heart
56       As merry as when our nuptial day was done,
57       And tapers burn'd to bedward!
58 Cominius.
59       Flower of warriors,
60       How is it with Titus TITUS?
61 Coriolanus.
62       As with a man busied about decrees:
63       Condemning some to death, and some to exile;
64       Ransoming him, or pitying, threatening the other;
65       Holding Corioli in the name of Rome,
66       Even like a fawning greyhound in the leash,
67       To let him slip at will.
68 Cominius.
69       Where is that slave
70       Which told me they had beat you to your trenches?
71       Where is he? call him hither.
72 Coriolanus.
73       Let him alone;
74       He did inform the truth: but for our gentlemen,
75       The common file—a plague! tribunes for them!—
76       The mouse ne'er shunn'd the cat as they did budge
77       From rascals worse than they.
78 Cominius.
79       But how prevail'd you?
80 Coriolanus.
81       Will the time serve to tell? I do not think.
82       Where is the enemy? are you lords o' the field?
83       If not, why cease you till you are so?
84 Cominius.
85       CORIOLANUS,
86       We have at disadvantage fought and did
87       Retire to win our purpose.
88 Coriolanus.
89       How lies their battle? know you on which side
90       They have placed their men of trust?
91 Cominius.
92       As I guess, CORIOLANUS,
93       Their bands i' the vaward are the Antiates,
94       Of their best trust; o'er them Aufidius,
95       Their very heart of hope.
96 Coriolanus.
97       I do beseech you,
98       By all the battles wherein we have fought,
99       By the blood we have shed together, by the vows
100       We have made to endure friends, that you directly
101       Set me against Aufidius and his Antiates;
102       And that you not delay the present, but,
103       Filling the air with swords advanced and darts,
104       We prove this very hour.
105 Cominius.
106       Though I could wish
107       You were conducted to a gentle bath
108       And balms applied to, you, yet dare I never
109       Deny your asking: take your choice of those
110       That best can aid your action.
111 Coriolanus.
112       Those are they
113       That most are willing. If any such be here
114       As it were sin to doubtthat love this painting
115       Wherein you see me smear'd; if any fear
116       Lesser his person than an ill report;
117       If any think brave death outweighs bad life