Ed. Very well. Sic. Make them be ftrong, and ready for this hint, When we shall hap to give't them. Bru. Go about it. I [Exit Adile. Put him to choler ftreight; he hath been us'd Ever to conquer, and to have his word Of contradiction. Being once chaft, he cannot Enter Coriolanus, Menenius, and Cominius, Sic. Well, here he comes. Men. Calmly, I do beseech you. Cor. Ay, as an hoftler, that for the pooreft piece Will bear the Knave by th' volume: Gods The honour'd Keep Rome in fafety, and the Chairs of Justice Supply with worthy men, (30) plant love amongst you, Throng our large Temples with the fhews of peace, i And not our ftreets with war! I Sen. Amen, amen. Men. A noble with. Enter the Edile with the Plebeians. Sic. Draw near, ye People. Ed. Lift to your Tribunes: audience Peace, I fay shoot a obrance Cor. First, hear the fpeak. Ved you: Both Tri. Well, fay peace, ho. (30) plant Love among You ???? 'h Through our large Temples with the Shews of Peace, And not our Streets with War] Though this be the Reading of all the Copies, it is flat Nonfenfe. There is no Verb either expreft, or underflood, that can govern the latter Part of the Sentence. I have no Doubt of my Emendation restoring the Text rightly, because Mr. Warburton ftarted the fame Conjecture, unknowing that I had meddled with the Paffage. Cor Cor. Shall I be charg'd no farther than this prefent? Must all determine here? If Sic. I do demand, you fubmit you to the People's voices, Allow their Officers, and are content To fuffer lawful Cenfure for fuch faults Cor. I am content. Men, Lo, Citizens, he fays, he is content; Think on the wounds his body bears, which fhew Cor. Scratches with briars, fcars to move Laughter only, Men. Confider further; That when he speaks not like a Citizen, You find him like a Soldier; (31) do not take But, as I fay, fuch as become a Soldier, Com. Well, well, no more, Cor. What is the matter, That being paft for Conful with full voice, Sic. Anfwer to us. Cor. Say then: 'tis true, I ought fo. Sic. We charge you, that you have contriv'd to take From Rome all feafon'd Office, and to wind Your felf unto a Power tyrannical, For which you are a traitor to the People. da not take g (31) His rougher Actions for malicious Sounds] I have no manner of Apprehenfion how a Man's Actions can be mistaken for Words. It would be very abfurd, as well as extraordinary, were I to do a faucy Thing in Company, for the Perfon offended to tell me, Sir, you give me very impudent Language. This would be, certainly, taking Actions for Sounds: We may remember, a Roughness of Accent was one of Coriolanus's diftinguishing Characteristicks. I corrected this Paffage in the Appendix to my SHAKESPEARE Reftor'd, and Mr. Pope has embraced it in his laft Edition. Cor. How? Traitor ? — Men. Nay, temperately: your promise. Cor. The fires i'th' loweft hell fold in the people! Sic. Mark you this, people?. All. To th' Rock with him. We need not put new matter to his Charge: Bru. But fince he hath Serv'd well for Rome Cor. What do you prate of service? Cor. You? Men. Is this the promife, that you made your Mother? Com. Know, I pray you Cor. I'll know no farther:4 Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death, VIENO 08929 28 low as .. (As much as in him dyes) from time to time loir Envy'd against the People; feeking means That That do diftribute it; in the Name o'th' People, From off the Rock Tarpeian, never more To enter our Rome's Gates. I'th' People's Name, All. It fhall be fo, it fhall be fo; let him away; Com. Hear me, my Mafters, and my common Friends Sic. He's fentenc'd: no more hearing. Com. Let me fpeak: (32) I have been Conful, and can fhew for Rome My Country's Good, with a refpect more tender, Sic. We know your drift. Speak what? Bru. There's no more to be faid, but he is banifh'd As enemy to the People, and his Country, It fhall be fo. All. It fhall be fo, it fhall be fo.. Cor. You common cry of curs, whofe breath I hate, As reek o'th' rotten fenns; whofe loves I prize, As the dead carkaffes of unburied men, That do corrupt my air: I banish you. And here remain with your uncertainty; Let every feeble rumour thake your hearts; (32) I have been Conful, and can hew from Rome Her Enemies Marks upon me?] How, from Rome? Did he receive hoftile Marks from his own Country? No fuch Thing: He receiv'd them in the Service of Rome. So, twice in the Beginning of next Act, it is faid of Coriolanus ; Had' Thou Foxfhip To banish him, that ftruck more Blows for Rome, And again; Good Man! the Wounds that he does bear for Rome! Your Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, As most abated captives, to fome Nation [Exeunt Coriolanus, Cominius, and others. [The people fhout, and throw up their caps. Edile. The people's enemy is gone, is gone! All. Our enemy is banish'd; he is gone! Hoo! hoo! Sic. Go fee him out at gates, and follow him As he hath follow'd you; with all defpight Give him deferv'd vexation, Let a Guard Attend us through the City.TE All. Come, come; let's fee him out at the gates; |