{"product_id":"coriolanus-isbn-9780451528438","title":"Coriolanus","description":"\u003cb\u003eThe Signet Classics edition of Shakespeare's powerful tragedy of divided politics.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e One of the Bard’s final tragedies, this is the story of an Ancient Roman soldier whose political machinations and military might gain him heroic status, but ultimately lead to his assassination.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis revised Signet Classics edition includes unique features such as:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e• An overview of Shakespeare's life, world, and theater\u003cbr\u003e • A special introduction to the play by the editor, Reuben Brower\u003cbr\u003e • Selections from Plutarch's \u003ci\u003eLives of Noble Grecians and Romans\u003c\/i\u003e, the source from which Shakespeare derived \u003ci\u003eCoriolanus\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e • Dramatic criticism from A. C. Bradley, Wyndham Lewis, D. A. Traversi, and others\u003cbr\u003e • A comprehensive stage and screen history of notable actors, directors, and productions\u003cbr\u003e • Text, notes, and commentaries printed in the clearest, most readable text\u003cbr\u003e • And more...Coriolanus - William Shakespeare - Edited by Reuben Brower       A. C. Bradley: Coriolanus\u003cbr\u003eWyndham Lewis: \u003ci\u003eFrom\u003c\/i\u003e The Lion and the Fox\u003cbr\u003eD. A. Traversi: \u003ci\u003eFrom\u003c\/i\u003e An Approach to Shakespeare\u003cbr\u003eJoyce Van Dyke: Making a Scene: Language and Gesture in ?Coriolanus?\u003cbr\u003eSamuel Schoenbaum: ?Coriolanus? on Stage and Screen\u003cbr\u003e\u003cp\u003eNEWLY ADDED ESSAY:  \u003cbr\u003eBruce R. Smith: Sexual Politics in Coriolanus\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e“A remarkable edition, one that makes Shakespeare’s extraordinary accomplishment more vivid than ever.”—James Shapiro, professor, Columbia University, bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eA Year in the Life of Shakespeare: 1599\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“A feast of literary and historical information.”—\u003ci\u003eThe Wall Street Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eWilliam Shakespeare\u003c\/b\u003e (1564–1616) was a poet, playwright, and actor who is widely regarded as one of the most influential writers in the history of the English language. Often referred to as the Bard of Avon, Shakespeare's vast body of work includes comedic, tragic, and historical plays; poems; and 154 sonnets. His dramatic works have been translated into every major language and are performed more often than those of any other playwright.Act 1 Scene 1 running scene 1\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEnter a company of mutinous Citizens, with staves, clubs and other weapons\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN Before we proceed any further, hear me speak.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eALL Speak, speak.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN You are all resolved rather to die than to famish?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eALL Resolved, resolved.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN First, you know Caius Martius is chief enemy to the people.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eALL We know't, we know't.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our own price. Is't a verdict?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eALL No more talking on't: let it be done: away, away.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN One word, good citizens.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN We are accounted poor citizens, the patricians good: what authority surfeits on would relieve us. If they would yield us but the superfluity while it were wholesome, we might guess they relieved us humanely: but they think we are too dear: the leanness that afflicts us, the object of our misery, is as an inventory to particularize their abundance: our sufferance is a gain to them. Let us revenge this with our pikes, ere we become rakes. For the gods know, I speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Would you proceed especially against Caius Martius?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eALL Against him first: he's a very dog to the commonalty.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Consider you what services he has done for his country?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN Very well, and could be content to give him good report for't, but that he pays himself with being proud.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eALL Nay, but speak not maliciously.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN I say unto you, what he hath done famously, he did it to that end: though soft-conscienced men can be content to say it was for his country, he did it to please his mother and to be partly proud, which he is, even to the altitude of his virtue.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN What he cannot help in his nature, you account a vice in him. You must in no way say he is covetous.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN If I must not, I need not be barren of accusations: he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetition.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShouts within\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat shouts are these? The other side o'th'city is risen: why stay we prating here? To th'Capitol!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eALL Come, come.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN Soft, who comes here?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEnter Menenius Agrippa\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Worthy Menenius Agrippa, one that hath always loved the people.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST CITIZEN He's one honest enough: would all the rest were so!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWith bats and clubs? The matter, speak, I pray you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Our business is not unknown to th'senate: they have had inkling this fortnight what we intend to do, which now we'll show 'em in deeds. They say poor suitors have strong breaths: they shall know we have strong arms too.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS Why, masters, my good friends, mine honest neighbours,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWill you undo yourselves?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN We cannot, sir, we are undone already.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS I tell you, friends, most charitable care\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHave the patricians of you. For your wants,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYour suffering in this dearth, you may as well\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStrike at the heaven with your staves as lift them\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAgainst the Roman state, whose course will on\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf more strong link asunder than can ever\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAppear in your impediment. For the dearth,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe gods, not the patricians, make it, and\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYour knees to them, not arms, must help. Alack,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYou are transported by calamity\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThither where more attends you, and you slander\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe helms o'th'state, who care for you like fathers,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen you curse them as enemies.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Care for us? True, indeed, they ne'er cared for us yet. Suffer us to famish, and their store-houses crammed with grain: make edicts for usury, to support usurers: repeal daily any wholesome act established against the rich, and provide more piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will: and there's all the love they bear us.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS Either you must\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eConfess yourselves wondrous malicious,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOr be accused of folly. I shall tell you\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA pretty tale: it may be you have heard it,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut since it serves my purpose, I will venture\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo stale't a little more.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not think to fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an't please you, deliver.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS There was a time when all the body's members\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRebelled against the belly, thus accused it:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat only like a gulf it did remain\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI'th'midst o'th'body, idle and unactive,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStill cupboarding the viand, never bearing\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLike labour with the rest, where th'other instruments\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDid see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd, mutually participate, did minister\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUnto the appetite and affection common\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf the whole body. The belly answered-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Well, sir, what answer made the belly?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS Sir, I shall tell you: with a kind of smile,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus -\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor look you, I may make the belly smile\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs well as speak - it tauntingly replied\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo th'discontented members, the mutinous parts\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat envied his receipt: even so most fitly\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs you malign our senators for that\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey are not such as you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Your belly's answer: what?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe kingly crownèd head, the vigilant eye,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOur steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWith other muniments and petty helps\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn this our fabric, if that they-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS What then?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFore me, this fellow speaks! What then? What then?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Should by the cormorant belly be restrained,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWho is the sink o'th'body-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS Well, what then?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN The former agents, if they did complain,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat could the belly answer?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS I will tell you,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIf you'll bestow a small - of what you have little -\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePatience awhile, you'st hear the belly's answer.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN You're long about it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS Note me this, good friend:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYour most grave belly was deliberate,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNot rash like his accusers, and thus answered:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'True is it, my incorporate friends,' quoth he,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'That I receive the general food at first\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich you do live upon: and fit it is,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBecause I am the storehouse and the shop\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf the whole body. But, if you do remember,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI send it through the rivers of your blood\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEven to the court, the heart, to th'seat o'th'brain,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd through the cranks and offices of man,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe strongest nerves and small inferior veins\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFrom me receive that natural competency\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhereby they live. And though that all at once' -\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYou, my good friends, this says the belly, mark me-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN Ay, sir, well, well.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS 'Though all at once cannot\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSee what I do deliver out to each,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYet I can make my audit up, that all\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFrom me do back receive the flour of all,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd leave me but the bran.' What say you to't?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN It was an answer: how apply you this?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS The senators of Rome are this good belly,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd you the mutinous members: for examine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTheir counsels and their cares, digest things rightly\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTouching the weal o'th'common, you shall find\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNo public benefit which you receive\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut it proceeds or comes from them to you\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd no way from yourselves. What do you think,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYou, the great toe of this assembly?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN I the great toe? Why the great toe?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS For that, being one o'th'lowest, basest, poorest\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf this most wise rebellion, thou goest foremost:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThou rascal, that art worst in blood to run,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLead'st first to win some vantage.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut make you ready your stiff bats and clubs:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRome and her rats are at the point of battle:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe one side must have bale.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEnter Caius Martius\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHail, noble Martius.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS Thanks. What's the matter, you dissentious rogues,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMake yourselves scabs?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSECOND CITIZEN We have ever your good word.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS He that will give good words to thee will flatter\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBeneath abhorring. What would you have, you curs,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat like nor peace nor war? The one affrights you,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe other makes you proud. He that trusts to you,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhere he should find you lions, finds you hares:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhere foxes, geese: you are no surer, no,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThan is the coal of fire upon the ice,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOr hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo make him worthy whose offence subdues him\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd curse that justice did it. Who deserves greatness\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDeserves your hate, and your affections are\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA sick man's appetite, who desires most that\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich would increase his evil. He that depends\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUpon your favours swims with fins of lead,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust ye?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWith every minute you do change a mind,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd call him noble that was now your hate,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHim vile that was your garland. What's the matter,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat in these several places of the city\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYou cry against the noble senate, who,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUnder the gods, keep you in awe, which else\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWould feed on one another?- What's their To Menenius\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eseeking?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS For corn at their own rates, whereof they say\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe city is well stored.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS Hang 'em! They say?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey'll sit by th'fire, and presume to know\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat's done i'th'Capitol: who's like to rise,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWho thrives and who declines: side factions and give out\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eConjectural marriages, making parties strong\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd feebling such as stand not in their liking\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBelow their cobbled shoes. They say there's grain enough?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWould the nobility lay aside their ruth,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd let me use my sword, I'd make a quarry\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWith thousands of these quartered slaves, as high\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs I could pick my lance.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor though abundantly they lack discretion,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYet are they passing cowardly. But I beseech you,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat says the other troop?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS They are dissolved: hang 'em:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey said they were an-hungry, sighed forth proverbs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCorn for the rich men only: with these shreds\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey vented their complainings, which being answered,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd a petition granted them, a strange one -\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo break the heart of generosity,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd make bold power look pale - they threw their caps\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs they would hang them on the horns o'th'moon,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShouting their emulation.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS What is granted them?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS Five tribunes to defend their vulgar wisdoms,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf their own choice. One's Junius Brutus,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSicinius Velutus, and I know not. 'Sdeath,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe rabble should have first unroofed the city,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEre so prevailed with me: it will in time\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWin upon power and throw forth greater themes\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor insurrection's arguing.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS This is strange.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS Go get you home, you fragments. To the Citizens\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEnter a Messenger hastily\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMESSENGER Where's Caius Martius?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS Here: what's the matter?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMESSENGER The news is, sir, the Volsces are in arms.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS I am glad on't: then we shall ha' means to vent\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOur musty superfluity. See, our best elders.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEnter Sicinius Velutus, Junius Brutus, Cominius, Titus Lartius, with other Senators\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST SENATOR Martius, 'tis true that you have lately told us:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Volsces are in arms.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS They have a leader,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTullus Aufidius, that will put you to't:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI sin in envying his nobility,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd were I anything but what I am,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI would wish me only he.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCOMINIUS You have fought together!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS Were half to half the world by th'ears and he\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUpon my party, I'd revolt to make\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOnly my wars with him. He is a lion\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat I am proud to hunt.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST SENATOR Then, worthy Martius,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAttend upon Cominius to these wars.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCOMINIUS It is your former promise. To Martius\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS Sir, it is,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd I am constant: Titus Lartius, thou\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShalt see me once more strike at Tullus' face.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat, art thou stiff? Stand'st out?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLARTIUS No, Caius Martius,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI'll lean upon one crutch and fight with t'other,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEre stay behind this business.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMENENIUS O, true-bred!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST SENATOR Your company to th'Capitol, where I know\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOur greatest friends attend us.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLARTIUS Lead you on.- To Cominius\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFollow Cominius, we must follow you, To Martius\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRight worthy your priority.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCOMINIUS Noble Martius.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST SENATOR Hence to your homes, be gone. To the Citizens\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMARTIUS Nay, let them follow:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Volsces have much corn: take these rats thither\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo gnaw their garners. Worshipful mutineers,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYour valour puts well forth: pray follow. Exeunt\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCitizens steal away. Sicinius and Brutus remain\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSICINIUS Was ever man so proud as is this Martius?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBRUTUS He has no equal.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSICINIUS When we were chosen tribunes for the people-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBRUTUS Marked you his lip and eyes?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSICINIUS Nay, but his taunts.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBRUTUS Being moved, he will not spare to gird the gods.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSICINIUS Bemock the modest moon.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBRUTUS The present wars devour him: he is grown\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eToo proud to be so valiant.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSICINIUS Such a nature,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTickled with good success, disdains the shadow\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich he treads on at noon: but I do wonder\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHis insolence can brook to be commanded\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUnder Cominius.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBRUTUS Fame, at the which he aims,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn whom already he's well graced, cannot\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBetter be held nor more attained than by\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA place below the first: for what miscarries\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShall be the general's fault, though he perform\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo th'utmost of a man, and giddy censure\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWill then cry out of Martius 'O, if he\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHad borne the business!'\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSICINIUS Besides, if things go well,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOpinion that so sticks on Martius shall\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf his demerits rob Cominius.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBRUTUS Come:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHalf all Cominius' honours are to Martius,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThough Martius earned them not: and all his faults\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo Martius shall be honours, though indeed\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn aught he merit not.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSICINIUS Let's hence, and hear\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow the dispatch is made, and in what fashion,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMore than his singularity, he goes\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUpon this present action.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBRUTUS Let's along. Exeunt\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e[Act 1 Scene 2] running scene 2\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEnter Tullus Aufidius with Senators of Corioles\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFIRST SENATOR So, your opinion is, Aufidius,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat they of Rome are entered in our counsels\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd know how we proceed.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAUFIDIUS Is it not yours?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhatever have been thought on in this state,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat could be brought to bodily act ere Rome\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHad circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSince I heard thence: these are the words: I think\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI have the letter here: yes, here it is. He reads the letter\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'They have pressed a power, but it is not known\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhether for east or west: the dearth is great,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe people mutinous: and it is rumoured,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCominius, Martius your old enemy,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWho is of Rome worse hated than of you,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThese three lead on this preparation\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhither 'tis bent: most likely 'tis for you:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eConsider of it.'","brand":"Signet","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46301889593573,"sku":"NP9780451528438","price":6.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780451528438.jpg?v=1767724134","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/coriolanus-isbn-9780451528438","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}