| ACT II SCENE III | The same. The Forum. | |
| | Enter seven or eight Citizens | |
| First Citizen | Once, if he do require our voices, we ought not to deny him. | |
| Second Citizen | We may, sir, if we will. | |
| Third Citizen | We have power in ourselves to do it, but it is a | |
| | power that we have no power to do; for if he show us | 5 |
| | his wounds and tell us his deeds, we are to put our | |
| | tongues into those wounds and speak for them; so, if | |
| | he tell us his noble deeds, we must also tell him | |
| | our noble acceptance of them. Ingratitude is | |
| | monstrous, and for the multitude to be ingrateful, | 10 |
| | were to make a monster of the multitude: of the | |
| | which we being members, should bring ourselves to be | |
| | monstrous members. | |
| First Citizen | And to make us no better thought of, a little help | |
| | will serve; for once we stood up about the corn, he | 15 |
| | himself stuck not to call us the many-headed multitude. | |
| Third Citizen | We have been called so of many; not that our heads | |
| | are some brown, some black, some auburn, some bald, | |
| | but that our wits are so diversely coloured: and | |
| | truly I think if all our wits were to issue out of | 20 |
| | one skull, they would fly east, west, north, south, | |
| | and their consent of one direct way should be at | |
| | once to all the points o' the compass. | |
| Second Citizen | Think you so? Which way do you judge my wit would | |
| | fly? | 25 |
| Third Citizen | Nay, your wit will not so soon out as another man's | |
| | will;'tis strongly wedged up in a block-head, but | |
| | if it were at liberty, 'twould, sure, southward. | |
| Second Citizen | Why that way? | |
| Third Citizen | To lose itself in a fog, where being three parts | 30 |
| | melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would return | |
| | for conscience sake, to help to get thee a wife. | |
| Second Citizen | You are never without your tricks: you may, you may. | |
| Third Citizen | Are you all resolved to give your voices? But | |
| | that's no matter, the greater part carries it. I | 35 |
| | say, if he would incline to the people, there was | |
| | never a worthier man. | |
| | Enter CORIOLANUS in a gown of humility,with MENENIUS | |
| | Here he comes, and in the gown of humility: mark his | |
| | behavior. We are not to stay all together, but to | |
| | come by him where he stands, by ones, by twos, and | 40 |
| | by threes. He's to make his requests by | |
| | particulars; wherein every one of us has a single | |
| | honour, in giving him our own voices with our own | |
| | tongues: therefore follow me, and I direct you how | |
| | you shall go by him. | 45 |
| All | Content, content. | |
| | Exeunt Citizens | |
| MENENIUS | O sir, you are not right: have you not known | |
| | The worthiest men have done't? | |
| CORIOLANUS | What must I say? | |
| | 'I Pray, sir'--Plague upon't! I cannot bring | 50 |
| | My tongue to such a pace:--'Look, sir, my wounds! | |
| | I got them in my country's service, when | |
| | Some certain of your brethren roar'd and ran | |
| | From the noise of our own drums.' | |
| MENENIUS | O me, the gods! | 55 |
| | You must not speak of that: you must desire them | |
| | To think upon you. | |
| CORIOLANUS | Think upon me! hang 'em! | |
| | I would they would forget me, like the virtues | |
| | Which our divines lose by 'em. | 60 |
| MENENIUS | You'll mar all: | |
| | I'll leave you: pray you, speak to 'em, I pray you, | |
| | In wholesome manner. | |
| | Exit | |
| CORIOLANUS | Bid them wash their faces | |
| | And keep their teeth clean. | 65 |
| | Re-enter two of the Citizens | |
| | So, here comes a brace. | |
| | Re-enter a third Citizen | |
| | You know the cause, air, of my standing here. | |
| Third Citizen | We do, sir; tell us what hath brought you to't. | |
| CORIOLANUS | Mine own desert. | |
| Second Citizen | Your own desert! | 70 |
| CORIOLANUS | Ay, but not mine own desire. | |
| Third Citizen | How not your own desire? | |
| CORIOLANUS | No, sir,'twas never my desire yet to trouble the | |
| | poor with begging. | |
| Third Citizen | You must think, if we give you any thing, we hope to | 75 |
| | gain by you. | |
| CORIOLANUS | Well then, I pray, your price o' the consulship? | |
| First Citizen | The price is to ask it kindly. | |
| CORIOLANUS | Kindly! Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to | |
| | show you, which shall be yours in private. Your | 80 |
| | good voice, sir; what say you? | |
| Second Citizen | You shall ha' it, worthy sir. | |
| CORIOLANUS | A match, sir. There's in all two worthy voices | |
| | begged. I have your alms: adieu. | |
| Third Citizen | But this is something odd. | 85 |
| Second Citizen | An 'twere to give again,--but 'tis no matter. | |
| | Exeunt the three Citizens | |
| | Re-enter two other Citizens | |
| CORIOLANUS | Pray you now, if it may stand with the tune of your | |
| | voices that I may be consul, I have here the | |
| | customary gown. | |
| Fourth Citizen | You have deserved nobly of your country, and you | 90 |
| | have not deserved nobly. | |
| CORIOLANUS | Your enigma? | |
| Fourth Citizen | You have been a scourge to her enemies, you have | |
| | been a rod to her friends; you have not indeed loved | |
| | the common people. | 95 |
| CORIOLANUS | You should account me the more virtuous that I have | |
| | not been common in my love. I will, sir, flatter my | |
| | sworn brother, the people, to earn a dearer | |
| | estimation of them; 'tis a condition they account | |
| | gentle: and since the wisdom of their choice is | 100 |
| | rather to have my hat than my heart, I will practise | |
| | the insinuating nod and be off to them most | |
| | counterfeitly; that is, sir, I will counterfeit the | |
| | bewitchment of some popular man and give it | |
| | bountiful to the desirers. Therefore, beseech you, | 105 |
| | I may be consul. | |
| Fifth Citizen | We hope to find you our friend; and therefore give | |
| | you our voices heartily. | |
| Fourth Citizen | You have received many wounds for your country. | |
| CORIOLANUS | I will not seal your knowledge with showing them. I | 110 |
| | will make much of your voices, and so trouble you no further. | |
| Both Citizens | The gods give you joy, sir, heartily! | |
| | Exeunt | |
| CORIOLANUS | Most sweet voices! | |
| | Better it is to die, better to starve, | |
| | Than crave the hire which first we do deserve. | 115 |
| | Why in this woolvish toge should I stand here, | |
| | To beg of Hob and Dick, that do appear, | |
| | Their needless vouches? Custom calls me to't: | |
| | What custom wills, in all things should we do't, | |
| | The dust on antique time would lie unswept, | 120 |
| | And mountainous error be too highly heapt | |
| | For truth to o'er-peer. Rather than fool it so, | |
| | Let the high office and the honour go | |
| | To one that would do thus. I am half through; | |
| | The one part suffer'd, the other will I do. | 125 |
| | Re-enter three Citizens more | |
| | Here come more voices. | |
| | Your voices: for your voices I have fought; | |
| | Watch'd for your voices; for Your voices bear | |
| | Of wounds two dozen odd; battles thrice six | |
| | I have seen and heard of; for your voices have | 130 |
| | Done many things, some less, some more your voices: | |
| | Indeed I would be consul. | |
| Sixth Citizen | He has done nobly, and cannot go without any honest | |
| | man's voice. | |
| Seventh Citizen | Therefore let him be consul: the gods give him joy, | 135 |
| | and make him good friend to the people! | |
| All Citizens | Amen, amen. God save thee, noble consul! | |
| | Exeunt | |
| CORIOLANUS | Worthy voices! | |
| | Re-enter MENENIUS, with BRUTUS and SICINIUS | |
| MENENIUS | You have stood your limitation; and the tribunes | |
| | Endue you with the people's voice: remains | 140 |
| | That, in the official marks invested, you | |
| | Anon do meet the senate. | |
| CORIOLANUS | Is this done? | |
| SICINIUS | The custom of request you have discharged: | |
| | The people do admit you, and are summon'd | 145 |
| | To meet anon, upon your approbation. | |
| CORIOLANUS | Where? at the senate-house? | |
| SICINIUS | There, Coriolanus. | |
| CORIOLANUS | May I change these garments? | |
| SICINIUS | You may, sir. | 150 |
| CORIOLANUS | That I'll straight do; and, knowing myself again, | |
| | Repair to the senate-house. | |
| MENENIUS | I'll keep you company. Will you along? | |
| BRUTUS | We stay here for the people. | |
| SICINIUS | Fare you well. | 155 |
| | Exeunt CORIOLANUS and MENENIUS | |
| | He has it now, and by his looks methink | |
| | 'Tis warm at 's heart. | |
| BRUTUS | With a proud heart he wore his humble weeds. | |
| | will you dismiss the people? | |
| | Re-enter Citizens | |
| SICINIUS | How now, my masters! have you chose this man? | 160 |
| First Citizen | He has our voices, sir. | |
| BRUTUS | We pray the gods he may deserve your loves. | |
| Second Citizen | Amen, sir: to my poor unworthy notice, | |
| | He mock'd us when he begg'd our voices. | |
| Third Citizen | Certainly | 165 |
| | He flouted us downright. | |
| First Citizen | No,'tis his kind of speech: he did not mock us. | |
| Second Citizen | Not one amongst us, save yourself, but says | |
| | He used us scornfully: he should have show'd us | |
| | His marks of merit, wounds received for's country. | 170 |
| SICINIUS | Why, so he did, I am sure. | |
| Citizens | No, no; no man saw 'em. | |
| Third Citizen | He said he had wounds, which he could show | |
| | in private; | |
| | And with his hat, thus waving it in scorn, | 175 |
| | 'I would be consul,' says he: 'aged custom, | |
| | But by your voices, will not so permit me; | |
| | Your voices therefore.' When we granted that, | |
| | Here was 'I thank you for your voices: thank you: | |
| | Your most sweet voices: now you have left | 180 |
| | your voices, | |
| | I have no further with you.' Was not this mockery? | |
| SICINIUS | Why either were you ignorant to see't, | |
| | Or, seeing it, of such childish friendliness | |
| | To yield your voices? | 185 |
| BRUTUS | Could you not have told him | |
| | As you were lesson'd, when he had no power, | |
| | But was a petty servant to the state, | |
| | He was your enemy, ever spake against | |
| | Your liberties and the charters that you bear | 190 |
| | I' the body of the weal; and now, arriving | |
| | A place of potency and sway o' the state, | |
| | If he should still malignantly remain | |
| | Fast foe to the plebeii, your voices might | |
| | Be curses to yourselves? You should have said | 195 |
| | That as his worthy deeds did claim no less | |
| | Than what he stood for, so his gracious nature | |
| | Would think upon you for your voices and | |
| | Translate his malice towards you into love, | |
| | Standing your friendly lord. | 200 |
| SICINIUS | Thus to have said, | |
| | As you were fore-advised, had touch'd his spirit | |
| | And tried his inclination; from him pluck'd | |
| | Either his gracious promise, which you might, | |
| | As cause had call'd you up, have held him to | 205 |
| | Or else it would have gall'd his surly nature, | |
| | Which easily endures not article | |
| | Tying him to aught; so putting him to rage, | |
| | You should have ta'en the advantage of his choler | |
| | And pass'd him unelected. | 210 |
| BRUTUS | Did you perceive | |
| | He did solicit you in free contempt | |
| | When he did need your loves, and do you think | |
| | That his contempt shall not be bruising to you, | |
| | When he hath power to crush? Why, had your bodies | 215 |
| | No heart among you? or had you tongues to cry | |
| | Against the rectorship of judgment? | |
| SICINIUS | Have you | |
| | Ere now denied the asker? and now again | |
| | Of him that did not ask, but mock, bestow | 220 |
| | Your sued-for tongues? | |
| Third Citizen | He's not confirm'd; we may deny him yet. | |
| Second Citizen | And will deny him: | |
| | I'll have five hundred voices of that sound. | |
| First Citizen | I twice five hundred and their friends to piece 'em. | 225 |
| BRUTUS | Get you hence instantly, and tell those friends, | |
| | They have chose a consul that will from them take | |
| | Their liberties; make them of no more voice | |
| | Than dogs that are as often beat for barking | |
| | As therefore kept to do so. | 230 |
| SICINIUS | Let them assemble, | |
| | And on a safer judgment all revoke | |
| | Your ignorant election; enforce his pride, | |
| | And his old hate unto you; besides, forget not | |
| | With what contempt he wore the humble weed, | 235 |
| | How in his suit he scorn'd you; but your loves, | |
| | Thinking upon his services, took from you | |
| | The apprehension of his present portance, | |
| | Which most gibingly, ungravely, he did fashion | |
| | After the inveterate hate he bears you. | 240 |
| BRUTUS | Lay | |
| | A fault on us, your tribunes; that we laboured, | |
| | No impediment between, but that you must | |
| | Cast your election on him. | |
| SICINIUS | Say, you chose him | 245 |
| | More after our commandment than as guided | |
| | By your own true affections, and that your minds, | |
| | Preoccupied with what you rather must do | |
| | Than what you should, made you against the grain | |
| | To voice him consul: lay the fault on us. | 250 |
| BRUTUS | Ay, spare us not. Say we read lectures to you. | |
| | How youngly he began to serve his country, | |
| | How long continued, and what stock he springs of, | |
| | The noble house o' the Marcians, from whence came | |
| | That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's son, | 255 |
| | Who, after great Hostilius, here was king; | |
| | Of the same house Publius and Quintus were, | |
| | That our beat water brought by conduits hither; | |
| | And [Censorinus,] nobly named so, | |
| | Twice being [by the people chosen] censor, | 260 |
| | Was his great ancestor. | |
| SICINIUS | One thus descended, | |
| | That hath beside well in his person wrought | |
| | To be set high in place, we did commend | |
| | To your remembrances: but you have found, | 265 |
| | Scaling his present bearing with his past, | |
| | That he's your fixed enemy, and revoke | |
| | Your sudden approbation. | |
| BRUTUS | Say, you ne'er had done't-- | |
| | Harp on that still--but by our putting on; | 270 |
| | And presently, when you have drawn your number, | |
| | Repair to the Capitol. | |
| All | We will so: almost all | |
| | Repent in their election. | |
| | Exeunt Citizens | |
| BRUTUS | Let them go on; | 275 |
| | This mutiny were better put in hazard, | |
| | Than stay, past doubt, for greater: | |
| | If, as his nature is, he fall in rage | |
| | With their refusal, both observe and answer | |
| | The vantage of his anger. | 280 |
| SICINIUS | To the Capitol, come: | |
| | We will be there before the stream o' the people; | |
| | And this shall seem, as partly 'tis, their own, | |
| | Which we have goaded onward. | |
| | Exeunt | |