Act IV, Scene 6
Rome. A public place.
- Enter Sicinius and Brutus.
Sicinius Velutus1 - 9
- We hear not of him, neither need we fear him;
- His remedies are tame—the present peace
- And quietness of the people, which before
- Were in wild hurry. Here do we make his friends
- Blush that the world goes well, who rather had,
- Though they themselves did suffer by’t, behold
- Dissentious numbers pest’ring streets, than see
- Our tradesmen singing in their shops, and going
- About their functions friendly.
- Enter Menenius.
- We stood to’t in good time. Is this Menenius?
Sicinius Velutus11 - 12
- ’Tis he, ’tis he. O, he is grown most kind of late.
- Hail, sir!
- Hail to you both!
Sicinius Velutus14 - 17
- Your Coriolanus
- Is not much miss’d but with his friends;
- The commonwealth doth stand, and so would do,
- Were he more angry at it.
Menenius18 - 19
- All’s well; and might have been much better, if
- He could have temporiz’d.
- Where is he, hear you?
Menenius21 - 22
- Nay, I hear nothing; his mother and his wife
- Hear nothing from him.
- Enter three or four Roman Citizens.
All Roman Citizens23
- The gods preserve you both!
- Good-en, our neighbors.
- Good-en to you all, good-en to you all.
First Roman Citizen26 - 27
- Ourselves, our wives, and children, on our knees,
- Are bound to pray for you both.
- Live, and thrive!
Brutus29 - 30
- Farewell, kind neighbors! We wish’d Coriolanus
- Had lov’d you as we did.
All Roman Citizens31
- Now the gods keep you!
Both Brutus and Sicinius32
- Farewell, farewell.
- Exeunt Roman Citizens.
Sicinius Velutus33 - 35
- This is a happier and more comely time
- Than when these fellows ran about the streets,
- Crying confusion.
Brutus36 - 39
- Caius Martius was
- A worthy officer i’ th’ war, but insolent,
- O’ercome with pride, ambitious past all thinking,
Sicinius Velutus40 - 41
- And affecting one sole throne,
- Without assistance.
- I think not so.
Sicinius Velutus43 - 44
- We should by this, to all our lamentation,
- If he had gone forth consul, found it so.
Brutus45 - 46
- The gods have well prevented it, and Rome
- Sits safe and still without him.
- Enter an Aedile.
First Aedile47 - 52
- Worthy tribunes,
- There is a slave, whom we have put in prison,
- Reports the Volsces with two several powers
- Are ent’red in the Roman territories,
- And with the deepest malice of the war
- Destroy what lies before ’em.
Menenius53 - 57
- ’Tis Aufidius,
- Who, hearing of our Martius’ banishment,
- Thrusts forth his horns again into the world,
- Which were inshell’d when Martius stood for Rome,
- And durst not once peep out.
Sicinius Velutus58 - 59
- Come, what talk you
- Of Martius?
Brutus60 - 61
- Go see this rumorer whipt. It cannot be
- The Volsces dare break with us.
Menenius62 - 69
- Cannot be?
- We have record that very well it can,
- And three examples of the like hath been
- Within my age. But reason with the fellow,
- Before you punish him, where he heard this,
- Lest you shall chance to whip your information,
- And beat the messenger who bids beware
- Of what is to be dreaded.
Sicinius Velutus70 - 71
- Tell not me!
- I know this cannot be.
- Not possible.
- Enter First Messenger.
First Messenger73 - 75
- The nobles in great earnestness are going
- All to the Senate-house; some news is coming
- That turns their countenances.
Sicinius Velutus76 - 78
- ’Tis this slave—
- Go whip him ’fore the people’s eyes—his raising,
- Nothing but his report.
First Messenger79 - 81
- Yes, worthy sir,
- The slave’s report is seconded, and more,
- More fearful, is deliver’d.
- What more fearful?
First Messenger83 - 87
- It is spoke freely out of many mouths—
- How probable I do not know—that Martius,
- Join’d with Aufidius, leads a power ’gainst Rome,
- And vows revenge as spacious as between
- The young’st and oldest thing.
- This is most likely!
Brutus89 - 90
- Rais’d only that the weaker sort may wish
- Good Martius home again.
- The very trick on’t.
Menenius92 - 93
- This is unlikely: he and Aufidius can
- No more atone than violent’st contrariety.
- Enter a Second Messenger.
Second Messenger94 - 99
- You are sent for to the Senate.
- A fearful army, led by Caius Martius
- Associated with Aufidius, rages
- Upon our territories, and have already
- O’erborne their way, consum’d with fire, and took
- What lay before them.
- Enter Cominius.
- O, you have made good work!
- What news? What news?
Cominius102 - 104
- You have holp to ravish your own daughters, and
- To melt the city leads upon your pates,
- To see your wives dishonor’d to your noses—
- What’s the news? What’s the news?
Cominius106 - 108
- Your temples burned in their cement, and
- Your franchises, whereon you stood, confin’d
- Into an auger’s bore.
Menenius109 - 111
- Pray now, your news?—
- You have made fair work, I fear me.—Pray, your news?
- If Martius should be join’d wi’ th’ Volscians—
Cominius112 - 118
- He is their god; he leads them like a thing
- Made by some other deity than Nature,
- That shapes man better; and they follow him
- Against us brats with no less confidence
- Than boys pursuing summer butterflies,
- Or butchers killing flies.
Menenius119 - 122
- You have made good work,
- You and your apron-men; you that stood so much
- Upon the voice of occupation and
- The breath of garlic-eaters!
Cominius123 - 124
- He’ll shake
- Your Rome about your ears.
Menenius125 - 126
- As Hercules
- Did shake down mellow fruit. You have made fair work!
- But is this true, sir?
Cominius128 - 133
- Ay, and you’ll look pale
- Before you find it other. All the regions
- Do smilingly revolt, and who resists
- Are mock’d for valiant ignorance,
- And perish constant fools. Who is’t can blame him?
- Your enemies and his find something in him.
Menenius134 - 135
- We are all undone, unless
- The noble man have mercy.
Cominius136 - 142
- Who shall ask it?
- The tribunes cannot do’t for shame; the people
- Deserve such pity of him as the wolf
- Does of the shepherds. For his best friends, if they
- Should say, “Be good to Rome,” they charg’d him even
- As those should do that had deserv’d his hate,
- And therein show’d like enemies.
Menenius143 - 147
- ’Tis true;
- If he were putting to my house the brand
- That should consume it, I have not the face
- To say, “Beseech you cease.” You have made fair hands,
- You and your crafts! You have crafted fair!
Cominius148 - 150
- You have brought
- A trembling upon Rome, such as was never
- S’ incapable of help.
Both Brutus and Sicinius151
- Say not we brought it.
Menenius152 - 154
- How? Was’t we? We lov’d him, but like beasts
- And cowardly nobles gave way unto your clusters,
- Who did hoot him out o’ th’ city.
Cominius155 - 160
- But I fear
- They’ll roar him in again. Tullus Aufidius,
- The second name of men, obeys his points
- As if he were his officer. Desperation
- Is all the policy, strength, and defense
- That Rome can make against them.
- Enter a troop of Roman Citizens.
Menenius161 - 171
- Here come the clusters.
- And is Aufidius with him? You are they
- That made the air unwholesome, when you cast
- Your stinking greasy caps in hooting at
- Coriolanus’ exile. Now he’s coming,
- And not a hair upon a soldier’s head
- Which will not prove a whip. As many coxcombs
- As you threw caps up will he tumble down,
- And pay you for your voices. ’Tis no matter;
- If he could burn us all into one coal,
- We have deserv’d it.
All Roman Citizens172
- Faith, we hear fearful news.
First Roman Citizen173 - 174
- For mine own part,
- When I said banish him, I said ’twas pity.
Second Roman Citizen175
- And so did I.
Third Roman Citizen176 - 178
- And so did I; and, to say the truth, so did very many of us.
- That we did, we did for the best, and though we willingly
- consented to his banishment, yet it was against our will.
- Y’ are goodly things, you voices!
Menenius180 - 181
- You have made
- Good work, you and your cry! Shall ’s to the Capitol?
- O ay, what else?
- Exeunt both Cominius and Menenius.
Sicinius Velutus183 - 186
- Go, masters, get you home, be not dismay’d.
- These are a side that would be glad to have
- This true which they so seem to fear. Go home,
- And show no sign of fear.
First Roman Citizen187 - 188
- The gods be good to us! Come, masters, let’s home. I ever
- said we were i’ th’ wrong when we banish’d him.
Second Roman Citizen189
- So did we all. But come, let’s home.
- Exeunt Roman Citizens.
- I do not like this news.
- Nor I.
Brutus192 - 193
- Let’s to the Capitol. Would half my wealth
- Would buy this for a lie!
- Pray let’s go.