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the two Tribunes, with others

MENENIUS. No, I'll not go. You hear what he hath said
Which was sometime his general, who lov'd him

In a most dear particular. He call'd me father;
But what o' that? Go, you that banish'd him:

A mile before his tent fall down, and knee
The way into his mercy. Nay, if he coy'd

To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home.
COMINIUS. He would not seem to know me.

MENENIUS. Do you hear?
COMINIUS. Yet one time he did call me by my name.

I urg'd our old acquaintance, and the drops
That we have bled together. 'Coriolanus'

He would not answer to; forbid all names;
He was a kind of nothing, titleless,

Till he had forg'd himself a name i' th' fire
Of burning Rome.

MENENIUS. Why, so! You have made good work.
A pair of tribunes that have wrack'd for Rome

To make coals cheap- a noble memory!
COMINIUS. I minded him how royal 'twas to pardon

When it was less expected; he replied,
It was a bare petition of a state

To one whom they had punish'd.
MENENIUS. Very well.

Could he say less?
COMINIUS. I offer'd to awaken his regard

For's private friends; his answer to me was,
He could not stay to pick them in a pile

Of noisome musty chaff. He said 'twas folly,
For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt

And still to nose th' offence.
MENENIUS. For one poor grain or two!

I am one of those. His mother, wife, his child,
And this brave fellow too- we are the grains:

You are the musty chaff, and you are smelt
Above the moon. We must be burnt for you.

SICINIUS. Nay, pray be patient; if you refuse your aid
In this so never-needed help, yet do not

Upbraid's with our distress. But sure, if you
Would be your country's pleader, your good tongue,

More than the instant army we can make,
Might stop our countryman.

MENENIUS. No; I'll not meddle.
SICINIUS. Pray you go to him.

MENENIUS. What should I do?
BRUTUS. Only make trial what your love can do

For Rome, towards Marcius.
MENENIUS. Well, and say that Marcius

Return me, as Cominius is return'd,
Unheard- what then?

But as a discontented friend, grief-shot
With his unkindness? Say't be so?

SICINIUS. Yet your good will
Must have that thanks from Rome after the measure

As you intended well.
MENENIUS. I'll undertake't;

I think he'll hear me. Yet to bite his lip
And hum at good Cominius much unhearts me.

He was not taken well: he had not din'd;
The veins unfill'd, our blood is cold, and then

We pout upon the morning, are unapt
To give or to forgive; but when we have stuff'd

These pipes and these conveyances of our blood
With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls

Than in our priest-like fasts. Therefore I'll watch him
Till he be dieted to my request,

And then I'll set upon him.
BRUTUS. You know the very road into his kindness

And cannot lose your way.
MENENIUS. Good faith, I'll prove him,

Speed how it will. I shall ere long have knowledge
Of my success. Exit

COMINIUS. He'll never hear him.
SICINIUS. Not?

COMINIUS. I tell you he does sit in gold, his eye
Red as 'twould burn Rome, and his injury

The gaoler to his pity. I kneel'd before him;
'Twas very faintly he said 'Rise'; dismiss'd me

Thus with his speechless hand. What he would do,
He sent in writing after me; what he would not,

Bound with an oath to yield to his conditions;
So that all hope is vain,

Unless his noble mother and his wife,
Who, as I hear, mean to solicit him

For mercy to his country. Therefore let's hence,
And with our fair entreaties haste them on. Exeunt

SCENE II.
The Volscian camp before Rome

Enter MENENIUS to the WATCH on guard
FIRST WATCH. Stay. Whence are you?

SECOND WATCH. Stand, and go back.
MENENIUS. You guard like men, 'tis well; but, by your leave,

I am an officer of state and come
To speak with Coriolanus.

FIRST WATCH. From whence?
MENENIUS. From Rome.

FIRST WATCH. YOU may not pass; you must return. Our general
Will no more hear from thence.

SECOND WATCH. You'll see your Rome embrac'd with fire before
You'll speak with Coriolanus.

MENENIUS. Good my friends,
If you have heard your general talk of Rome

And of his friends there, it is lots to blanks
My name hath touch'd your ears: it is Menenius.

FIRST WATCH. Be it so; go back. The virtue of your name
Is not here passable.

MENENIUS. I tell thee, fellow,
Thy general is my lover. I have been

The book of his good acts whence men have read
His fame unparallel'd haply amplified;

For I have ever verified my friends-
Of whom he's chief- with all the size that verity

Would without lapsing suffer. Nay, sometimes,
Like to a bowl upon a subtle ground,

I have tumbled past the throw, and in his praise
Have almost stamp'd the leasing; therefore, fellow,

I must have leave to pass.
FIRST WATCH. Faith, sir, if you had told as many lies in his behalf

as you have uttered words in your own, you should not pass here;
no, though it were as virtuous to lie as to live chastely.

Therefore go back.
MENENIUS. Prithee, fellow, remember my name is Menenius, always

factionary on the party of your general.
SECOND WATCH. Howsoever you have been his liar, as you say you

have, I am one that, telling true under him, must say you cannot
pass. Therefore go back.

MENENIUS. Has he din'd, canst thou tell? For I would not speak with
him till after dinner.

FIRST WATCH. You are a Roman, are you?
MENENIUS. I am as thy general is.

FIRST WATCH. Then you should hate Rome, as he does. Can you, when
you have push'd out your gates the very defender of them, and in

a violent popular ignorance given your enemy your shield, think
to front his revenges with the easy groans of old women, the

virginal palms of your daughters, or with the palsied
intercession of such a decay'd dotant as you seem to be? Can you

think to blow out the intended fire your city is ready to flame
in with such weak breath as this? No, you are deceiv'd; therefore

back to Rome and prepare for your execution. You are condemn'd;
our general has sworn you out of reprieve and pardon.

MENENIUS. Sirrah, if thy captain knew I were here, he would use me
with estimation.

FIRST WATCH. Come, my captain knows you not.
MENENIUS. I mean thy general.

FIRST WATCH. My general cares not for you. Back, I say; go, lest I
let forth your half pint of blood. Back- that's the utmost of

your having. Back.
MENENIUS. Nay, but fellow, fellow-

Enter CORIOLANUS with AUFIDIUS
CORIOLANUS. What's the matter?

MENENIUS. Now, you companion, I'll say an errand for you; you shall
know now that I am in estimation; you shall perceive that a Jack

guardant cannot office me from my son Coriolanus. Guess but by my
entertainment with him if thou stand'st not i' th' state of

hanging, or of some death more long in spectatorship and crueller
in suffering; behold now presently, and swoon for what's to come

upon thee. The glorious gods sit in hourly synod about thy
particular prosperity, and love thee no worse than thy old father

Menenius does! O my son! my son! thou art preparing fire for us;
look thee, here's water to quench it. I was hardly moved to come

to thee; but being assured none but myself could move thee, I
have been blown out of your gates with sighs, and conjure thee to

pardon Rome and thy petitionary countrymen. The good gods assuage
thy wrath, and turn the dregs of it upon this varlet here; this,

who, like a block, hath denied my access to thee.
CORIOLANUS. Away!

MENENIUS. How! away!
CORIOLANUS. Wife, mother, child, I know not. My affairs

Are servanted to others. Though I owe
My revengeproperly, my remission lies

In Volscian breasts. That we have been familiar,
Ingrate forgetfulness shall poison rather

Than pity note how much. Therefore be gone.
Mine ears against your suits are stronger than

Your gates against my force. Yet, for I lov'd thee,
Take this along; I writ it for thy sake [Gives a letter]

And would have sent it. Another word, Menenius,
I will not hear thee speak. This man, Aufidius,

Was my belov'd in Rome; yet thou behold'st.
AUFIDIUS. You keep a constant temper.

Exeunt CORIOLANUS and Aufidius
FIRST WATCH. Now, sir, is your name Menenius?

SECOND WATCH. 'Tis a spell, you see, of much power! You know the
way home again.

FIRST WATCH. Do you hear how we are shent for keeping your
greatness back?

SECOND WATCH. What cause, do you think, I have to swoon?
MENENIUS. I neither care for th' world nor your general; for such

things as you, I can scarce think there's any, y'are so slight.
He that hath a will to die by himself fears it not from another.

Let your general do his worst. For you, be that you are, long;
and your misery increase with your age! I say to you, as I was

said to: Away! Exit
FIRST WATCH. A noble fellow, I warrant him.

SECOND WATCH. The worthy fellow is our general; he's the rock, the
oak not to be wind-shaken. Exeunt

SCENE III.
The tent of CORIOLANUS

Enter CORIOLANUS, AUFIDIUS, and others
CORIOLANUS. We will before the walls of Rome to-morrow



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