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   Coriolanus
ACT III SCENE III The same. The Forum. 
 Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS 
BRUTUS In this point charge him home, that he affects 
 Tyrannical power: if he evade us there, 
 Enforce him with his envy to the people, 
 And that the spoil got on the Antiates 5
 Was ne'er distributed. 
 Enter an AEdile 
 What, will he come? 
AEdile He's coming. 
BRUTUS How accompanied? 
AEdile With old Menenius, and those senators 10
 That always favour'd him. 
SICINIUS Have you a catalogue 
 Of all the voices that we have procured 
 Set down by the poll? 
AEdile I have; 'tis ready. 15
SICINIUS Have you collected them by tribes? 
AEdile I have. 
SICINIUS Assemble presently the people hither; 
 And when they bear me say 'It shall be so 
 I' the right and strength o' the commons,' be it either 20
 For death, for fine, or banishment, then let them 
 If I say fine, cry 'Fine;' if death, cry 'Death.' 
 Insisting on the old prerogative 
 And power i' the truth o' the cause. 
AEdile I shall inform them. 25
BRUTUS And when such time they have begun to cry, 
 Let them not cease, but with a din confused 
 Enforce the present execution 
 Of what we chance to sentence. 
AEdile Very well. 30
SICINIUS Make them be strong and ready for this hint, 
 When we shall hap to give 't them. 
BRUTUS Go about it. 
 Exit AEdile 
 Put him to choler straight: he hath been used 
 Ever to conquer, and to have his worth 35
 Of contradiction: being once chafed, he cannot 
 Be rein'd again to temperance; then he speaks 
 What's in his heart; and that is there which looks 
 With us to break his neck. 
SICINIUS Well, here he comes. 40
 Enter CORIOLANUS, MENENIUS, and COMINIUS,with Senators and Patricians 
MENENIUS Calmly, I do beseech you. 
CORIOLANUS Ay, as an ostler, that for the poorest piece 
 Will bear the knave by the volume. The honour'd gods 
 Keep Rome in safety, and the chairs of justice 
 Supplied with worthy men! plant love among 's! 45
 Throng our large temples with the shows of peace, 
 And not our streets with war! 
First Senator Amen, amen. 
MENENIUS A noble wish. 
 Re-enter AEdile, with Citizens 
SICINIUS Draw near, ye people. 50
AEdile List to your tribunes. Audience: peace, I say! 
CORIOLANUS First, hear me speak. 
Both Tribunes Well, say. Peace, ho! 
CORIOLANUS Shall I be charged no further than this present? 
 Must all determine here? 55
SICINIUS I do demand, 
 If you submit you to the people's voices, 
 Allow their officers and are content 
 To suffer lawful censure for such faults 
 As shall be proved upon you? 60
CORIOLANUS I am content. 
MENENIUS Lo, citizens, he says he is content: 
 The warlike service he has done, consider; think 
 Upon the wounds his body bears, which show 
 Like graves i' the holy churchyard. 65
CORIOLANUS Scratches with briers, 
 Scars to move laughter only. 
MENENIUS Consider further, 
 That when he speaks not like a citizen, 
 You find him like a soldier: do not take 70
 His rougher accents for malicious sounds, 
 But, as I say, such as become a soldier, 
 Rather than envy you. 
COMINIUS Well, well, no more. 
CORIOLANUS What is the matter 75
 That being pass'd for consul with full voice, 
 I am so dishonour'd that the very hour 
 You take it off again? 
SICINIUS Answer to us. 
CORIOLANUS Say, then: 'tis true, I ought so. 80
SICINIUS We charge you, that you have contrived to take 
 From Rome all season'd office and to wind 
 Yourself into a power tyrannical; 
 For which you are a traitor to the people. 
CORIOLANUS How! traitor! 85
MENENIUS Nay, temperately; your promise. 
CORIOLANUS The fires i' the lowest hell fold-in the people! 
 Call me their traitor! Thou injurious tribune! 
 Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths, 
 In thy hand clutch'd as many millions, in 90
 Thy lying tongue both numbers, I would say 
 'Thou liest' unto thee with a voice as free 
 As I do pray the gods. 
SICINIUS Mark you this, people? 
Citizens To the rock, to the rock with him! 95
SICINIUS Peace! 
 We need not put new matter to his charge: 
 What you have seen him do and heard him speak, 
 Beating your officers, cursing yourselves, 
 Opposing laws with strokes and here defying 100
 Those whose great power must try him; even this, 
 So criminal and in such capital kind, 
 Deserves the extremest death. 
BRUTUS But since he hath 
 Served well for Rome,-- 105
CORIOLANUS What do you prate of service? 
BRUTUS I talk of that, that know it. 
CORIOLANUS You? 
MENENIUS Is this the promise that you made your mother? 
COMINIUS Know, I pray you,-- 110
CORIOLANUS I know no further: 
 Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death, 
 Vagabond exile, raying, pent to linger 
 But with a grain a day, I would not buy 
 Their mercy at the price of one fair word; 115
 Nor cheque my courage for what they can give, 
 To have't with saying 'Good morrow.' 
SICINIUS For that he has, 
 As much as in him lies, from time to time 
 Envied against the people, seeking means 120
 To pluck away their power, as now at last 
 Given hostile strokes, and that not in the presence 
 Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers 
 That do distribute it; in the name o' the people 
 And in the power of us the tribunes, we, 125
 Even from this instant, banish him our city, 
 In peril of precipitation 
 From off the rock Tarpeian never more 
 To enter our Rome gates: i' the people's name, 
 I say it shall be so. 130
Citizens It shall be so, it shall be so; let him away: 
 He's banish'd, and it shall be so. 
COMINIUS Hear me, my masters, and my common friends,-- 
SICINIUS He's sentenced; no more hearing. 
COMINIUS Let me speak: 135
 I have been consul, and can show for Rome 
 Her enemies' marks upon me. I do love 
 My country's good with a respect more tender, 
 More holy and profound, than mine own life, 
 My dear wife's estimate, her womb's increase, 140
 And treasure of my loins; then if I would 
 Speak that,-- 
SICINIUS We know your drift: speak what? 
BRUTUS There's no more to be said, but he is banish'd, 
 As enemy to the people and his country: 145
 It shall be so. 
Citizens It shall be so, it shall be so. 
CORIOLANUS You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate 
 As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize 
 As the dead carcasses of unburied men 150
 That do corrupt my air, I banish you; 
 And here remain with your uncertainty! 
 Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts! 
 Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, 
 Fan you into despair! Have the power still 155
 To banish your defenders; till at length 
 Your ignorance, which finds not till it feels, 
 Making not reservation of yourselves, 
 Still your own foes, deliver you as most 
 Abated captives to some nation 160
 That won you without blows! Despising, 
 For you, the city, thus I turn my back: 
 There is a world elsewhere. 
 Exeunt CORIOLANUS, COMINIUS, MENENIUS, Senators,and Patricians 
AEdile The people's enemy is gone, is gone! 
Citizens Our enemy is banish'd! he is gone! Hoo! hoo! 165
 Shouting, and throwing up their caps 
SICINIUS Go, see him out at gates, and follow him, 
 As he hath followed you, with all despite; 
 Give him deserved vexation. Let a guard 
 Attend us through the city. 
Citizens Come, come; let's see him out at gates; come. 170
 The gods preserve our noble tribunes! Come. 
 Exeunt 


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