CAIUS MARCIUS CORIOLANUS, a noble Roman
TITUS LARTIUS, General against the Volscians
COMINIUS, General against the Volscians
MENENIUS AGRIPPA, Friend to Coriolanus
SICINIUS VELUTUS, Tribune of the People
JUNIUS BRUTUS, Tribune of the People
YOUNG MARCIUS, son to Coriolanus
A ROMAN HERALD
TULLUS AUFIDIUS, General of the Volscians
LIEUTENANT, to Aufidius
Conspirators with Aufidius
A CITIZEN of Antium
TWO VOLSCIAN GUARDS
VOLUMNIA, Mother to Coriolanus
VIRGILIA, Wife to Coriolanus
VALERIA, Friend to Virgilia
GENTLEWOMAN attending on Virgilia
Roman and Volscian Senators, Patricians, Aediles, Lictors,
Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, Servants to Aufidius, and other
Scene: Partly in Rome, and partly in the territories of the
Volscians and Antiates.
Enter a company of mutinous Citizens, with staves, clubs, and other weaponsFirst Citizen
Before we proceed any further, hear me speak.All
Speak, speak.First Citizen
You are all resolved rather to die than to famish?All
Resolved. resolved.First Citizen
First, you know Caius Marcius is chief enemy to the people.All
We know′t, we know′t.First Citizen
Let us kill him, and we′ll have corn at our own price.All
Is′t a verdict?
No more talking on′t; let it be done: away, away!Second Citizen
One word, good citizens.First Citizen
We are accounted poor citizens, the patricians good.Second Citizen
What authority surfeits on would relieve us: if they
would yield us but the superfluity, while it were
wholesome, we might guess they relieved us humanely;
but they think we are too dear: the leanness that
afflicts us, the object of our misery, is as an
inventory to particularise their abundance; our
sufferance is a gain to them Let us revenge this with
our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know I
speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge.
Would you proceed especially against Caius Marcius?All
Against him first: he′s a very dog to the commonalty.Second Citizen
Consider you what services he has done for his country?First Citizen
Very well; and could be content to give him goodSecond Citizen
report fort, but that he pays himself with being proud.
Nay, but speak not maliciously.First Citizen
I say unto you, what he hath done famously, he didSecond Citizen
it to that end: though soft-conscienced men can be
content to say it was for his country he did it to
please his mother and to be partly proud; which he
is, even till the altitude of his virtue.
What he cannot help in his nature, you account aFirst Citizen
vice in him. You must in no way say he is covetous.
If I must not, I need not be barren of accusations;All
he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetition.
Shouts withinWhat shouts are these? The other side o′ the city
is risen: why stay we prating here? to the Capitol!
Come, come.First Citizen
Soft! who comes here?Second Citizen
Enter MENENIUS AGRIPPA
Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one that hath always lovedFirst Citizen
He′s one honest enough: would all the rest were so!MENENIUS
What work′s, my countrymen, in hand? where go youFirst Citizen
With bats and clubs? The matter? speak, I pray you.
Our business is not unknown to the senate; they haveMENENIUS
had inkling this fortnight what we intend to do,
which now we′ll show ′em in deeds. They say poor
suitors have strong breaths: they shall know we
have strong arms too.
Why, masters, my good friends, mine honest neighbours,First Citizen
Will you undo yourselves?
We cannot, sir, we are undone already.MENENIUS
I tell you, friends, most charitable careFirst Citizen
Have the patricians of you. For your wants,
Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well
Strike at the heaven with your staves as lift them
Against the Roman state, whose course will on
The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs
Of more strong link asunder than can ever
Appear in your impediment. For the dearth,
The gods, not the patricians, make it, and
Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Alack,
You are transported by calamity
Thither where more attends you, and you slander
The helms o′ the state, who care for you like fathers,
When you curse them as enemies.
Care for us! True, indeed! They ne′er cared for usMENENIUS
yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses
crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to
support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act
established against the rich, and provide more
piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain
the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and
there′s all the love they bear us.
Either you mustFirst Citizen
Confess yourselves wondrous malicious,
Or be accused of folly. I shall tell you
A pretty tale: it may be you have heard it;
But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture
To stale ′t a little more.
Well, I′ll hear it, sir: yet you must not think toMENENIUS
fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an ′t please
There was a time when all the body′s membersFirst Citizen
Rebell′d against the belly, thus accused it:
That only like a gulf it did remain
I′ the midst o′ the body, idle and unactive,
Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing
Like labour with the rest, where the other instruments
Did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel,
And, mutually participate, did minister
Unto the appetite and affection common
Of the whole body. The belly answer′d—
Well, sir, what answer made the belly?MENENIUS
Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind of smile,First Citizen
Which ne′er came from the lungs, but even thus—
For, look you, I may make the belly smile
As well as speak—it tauntingly replied
To the discontented members, the mutinous parts
That envied his receipt; even so most fitly
As you malign our senators for that
They are not such as you.
Your belly′s answer? What!MENENIUS
The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye,
The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,
Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter.
With other muniments and petty helps
In this our fabric, if that they—
What then?First Citizen
′Fore me, this fellow speaks! What then? what then?
Should by the cormorant belly be restrain′d,MENENIUS
Who is the sink o′ the body,—
Well, what then?First Citizen
The former agents, if they did complain,MENENIUS
What could the belly answer?
I will tell youFirst Citizen
If you′ll bestow a small—of what you have little—
Patience awhile, you′ll hear the belly′s answer.
Ye′re long about it.MENENIUS
Note me this, good friend;First Citizen
Your most grave belly was deliberate,
Not rash like his accusers, and thus answer′d:
′True is it, my incorporate friends,′ quoth he,
′That I receive the general food at first,
Which you do live upon; and fit it is,
Because I am the store-house and the shop
Of the whole body: but, if you do remember,
I send it through the rivers of your blood,
Even to the court, the heart, to the seat o′ the brain;
And, through the cranks and offices of man,
The strongest nerves and small inferior veins
From me receive that natural competency
Whereby they live: and though that all at once,
You, my good friends,′—this says the belly, mark me,—
Ay, sir; well, well.MENENIUS
′Though all at once cannotFirst Citizen
See what I do deliver out to each,
Yet I can make my audit up, that all
From me do back receive the flour of all,
And leave me but the bran.′ What say you to′t?
It was an answer: how apply you this?MENENIUS
The senators of Rome are this good belly,First Citizen
And you the mutinous members; for examine
Their counsels and their cares, digest things rightly
Touching the weal o′ the common, you shall find
No public benefit which you receive
But it proceeds or comes from them to you
And no way from yourselves. What do you think,
You, the great toe of this assembly?
I the great toe! why the great toe?MENENIUS
For that, being one o′ the lowest, basest, poorest,MARCIUS
Of this most wise rebellion, thou go′st foremost:
Thou rascal, that art worst in blood to run,
Lead′st first to win some vantage.
But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs:
Rome and her rats are at the point of battle;
The one side must have bale.
Enter CAIUS MARCIUSHail, noble Marcius!
Thanks. What′s the matter, you dissentious rogues,First Citizen
That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion,
Make yourselves scabs?
We have ever your good word.MARCIUS
He that will give good words to thee will flatterMENENIUS
Beneath abhorring. What would you have, you curs,
That like nor peace nor war? the one affrights you,
The other makes you proud. He that trusts to you,
Where he should find you lions, finds you hares;
Where foxes, geese: you are no surer, no,
Than is the coal of fire upon the ice,
Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is
To make him worthy whose offence subdues him
And curse that justice did it.
Who deserves greatness
Deserves your hate; and your affections are
A sick man′s appetite, who desires most that
Which would increase his evil. He that depends
Upon your favours swims with fins of lead
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust Ye?
With every minute you do change a mind,
And call him noble that was now your hate,
Him vile that was your garland. What′s the matter,
That in these several places of the city
You cry against the noble senate, who,
Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else
Would feed on one another? What′s their seeking?
For corn at their own rates; whereof, they say,MARCIUS
The city is well stored.
Hang ′em! They say!MENENIUS
They′ll sit by the fire, and presume to know
What′s done i′ the Capitol; who′s like to rise,
Who thrives and who declines; side factions
and give out
Conjectural marriages; making parties strong
And feebling such as stand not in their liking
Below their cobbled shoes. They say there′s
Would the nobility lay aside their ruth,
And let me use my sword, I′ll make a quarry
With thousands of these quarter′d slaves, as high
As I could pick my lance.
Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded;MARCIUS
For though abundantly they lack discretion,
Yet are they passing cowardly. But, I beseech you,
What says the other troop?
They are dissolved: hang ′em!MENENIUS
They said they were an-hungry; sigh′d forth proverbs,
That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
That meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not
Corn for the rich men only: with these shreds
They vented their complainings; which being answer′d,
And a petition granted them, a strange one—
To break the heart of generosity,
And make bold power look pale—they threw their caps
As they would hang them on the horns o′ the moon,
Shouting their emulation.
What is granted them?MARCIUS
Five tribunes to defend their vulgar wisdoms,MENENIUS
Of their own choice: one′s Junius Brutus,
Sicinius Velutus, and I know not—′Sdeath!
The rabble should have first unroof′d the city,
Ere so prevail′d with me: it will in time
Win upon power and throw forth greater themes
For insurrection′s arguing.
This is strange.MARCIUS
Go, get you home, you fragments!Messenger
Enter a Messenger, hastily
Where′s Caius Marcius?MARCIUS
Here: what′s the matter?Messenger
The news is, sir, the Volsces are in arms.MARCIUS
I am glad on ′t: then we shall ha′ means to ventFirst Senator
Our musty superfluity. See, our best elders.
Enter COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, and other Senators; JUNIUS BRUTUS and SICINIUS VELUTUS
Marcius, ′tis true that you have lately told us;MARCIUS
The Volsces are in arms.
They have a leader,COMINIUS
Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to ′t.
I sin in envying his nobility,
And were I any thing but what I am,
I would wish me only he.
You have fought together.MARCIUS
Were half to half the world by the ears and he.First Senator
Upon my party, I′ld revolt to make
Only my wars with him: he is a lion
That I am proud to hunt.
Then, worthy Marcius,COMINIUS
Attend upon Cominius to these wars.
It is your former promise.MARCIUS
Sir, it is;TITUS
And I am constant. Titus Lartius, thou
Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus′ face.
What, art thou stiff? stand′st out?
No, Caius Marcius;MENENIUS
I′ll lean upon one crutch and fight with t′other,
Ere stay behind this business.
O, true-bred!First Senator
Your company to the Capitol; where, I know,TITUS
Our greatest friends attend us.
[To COMINIUS] Lead you on.COMINIUS
To MARCIUSRight worthy you priority.
Noble Marcius!First Senator
[To the Citizens] Hence to your homes; be gone!MARCIUS
Nay, let them follow:SICINIUS
The Volsces have much corn; take these rats thither
To gnaw their garners. Worshipful mutiners,
Your valour puts well forth: pray, follow.
Citizens steal away. Exeunt all but SICINIUS and BRUTUS
Was ever man so proud as is this Marcius?BRUTUS
He has no equal.SICINIUS
When we were chosen tribunes for the people,—BRUTUS
Mark′d you his lip and eyes?SICINIUS
Nay. but his taunts.BRUTUS
Being moved, he will not spare to gird the gods.SICINIUS
Be-mock the modest moon.BRUTUS
The present wars devour him: he is grownSICINIUS
Too proud to be so valiant.
Such a nature,BRUTUS
Tickled with good success, disdains the shadow
Which he treads on at noon: but I do wonder
His insolence can brook to be commanded
Fame, at the which he aims,SICINIUS
In whom already he′s well graced, can not
Better be held nor more attain′d than by
A place below the first: for what miscarries
Shall be the general′s fault, though he perform
To the utmost of a man, and giddy censure
Will then cry out of Marcius ′O if he
Had borne the business!′
Besides, if things go well,BRUTUS
Opinion that so sticks on Marcius shall
Of his demerits rob Cominius.
Half all Cominius′ honours are to Marcius.
Though Marcius earned them not, and all his faults
To Marcius shall be honours, though indeed
In aught he merit not.
Let′s hence, and hearBRUTUS
How the dispatch is made, and in what fashion,
More than his singularity, he goes
Upon this present action.
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