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1 Cit. You must think, if we give you any thing, We hope to gain by you.
Cor, Well then, I pray, your price o'th'consulship?
Kindly? Sir, I pray, let me ha't: I have wounds to show
you, Which shall be yours in private.—Your good voice, What say you?
[sir; 2 Cit.
You shall have it, worthy sir.
But this is something odd. 2 Cit. An 'twere to give again,-But’tis no matter.
[Exeunt two Citizens.
Enter two other Citizens.
Cor. Pray you now,
stand with the tune of your voices, that I may be consul, I have here the customary gown.
3 Cit. You have deserved nobly of your country, and you have not deserved nobly.
Cor. Your enigma?
3 Cit. You have been a scourge to her enemies, you have been a rod to her friends; you have not, indeed, loved the common people.
Cor. 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 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 bountifully to the desirers. Therefore, beseech you, I may be consul.
4 Cit. We hope to find you our friend ; and therefore give you our voices heartily.
3 Cit. You have received many wounds for your country.
Cor. I will not seal' your knowledge with showing them. I will make much of your voices, and so trouble you no further. Both Cit. The gods give you joy, sir, heartily!
[Exeunt. Cor. Most sweet voices ! Better it is to die, better to starve, Than crave the hire which first we do deserve. Why in this woolvisho gown 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, And mountainous error be too highly heap'd For truth to over-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.
Enter three other Citizens. 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 Done many things, some less, some more: your voices. Indeed, I would be consul.
5 Cit. He has done nobly, and cannot go without any honest man's voice.
6 Cit. Therefore let him be consul: The gods give him joy, and make him good friend to the people!
· I will not stre en or olete your knowledge. The seal is that which gives authenticity to a writing.
. This rough hirsute gown.
3 Our poet here has strangely given the names of Englishmen to Romans.
All. Amen, amen.
[Exeunt Citizens. Worthy voices!
Re-enter MENENIUS, with BRUTUS, and Sicinius.
Men. You have stood your limitation; and the triEndue you with the people's voice: Remains, [bunes That, in th' official marks invested, you Anon do meet the senate. Cor.
Is this done?
Cor. Where? at the senate-house?
sir. Cor. That I'll straight do; and, knowing myself Repair to th senate-house.
[again, Men. I'll keep you company.-Will you along ? Bru. We stay here for the people. Sic.
Fare [Exeunt CORIOLANUS and MENEN. He has it now; and by his looks, methinks, Tis warm at his heart. Bru.
With a proud heart he wore His humble weeds: Will you dismiss the people ?
Sic. How now, my masters ? have you
chose this 1 Cit. He has our voices, sir.
(man; Bru. We pray the gods, he may deserve your loves.
2 Cit. Amen, sir : To my poor unworthy notice, He mock'd us, when he begg’d our voices. 3 Cit.
Certainly, He flouted us down-right.
[us. 1 Cit. No, 'tis his kind of speech, he did not mock 2 Cit. Not one amongst us, save yourself, but says,
He us'd us scornfully: he should have show'd us
Sic. Why, so he did, I am sure.
No; no man saw 'em,
[Several speak. 3 Cit. He said, he had wounds, whieh he could show
Sic. Why, either, were you ignorant to see't ?
Could you not have told him,
Thus to have said,
"See page 41, note 3.
As cause had call you up, have held him to;
Did you perceive,
think, That his contempt shall not be bruising to you, When he hath power to crush? Why, had your
bodies No heart among you
? Or had you tongues, to cry Against the rectorship of judgment?
3 Cit. He's not confirm’d, we may deny him yet.
2 Cit. And will deny him: I'll have five hundred voices of that sound. 1 Cit. I twice five hundred, and their friends to
piece 'em. Bru. Get you hence instantly; and tell those
Let them assemble;
Contempt open and unrestrained. • Enforce, object. : portance, carriage, conduct. (CoR. 49]