Mene. This is good Newes: I will go meete the Ladies. This Volumnia, Is worth of Consuls, Senators, Patricians, A City full: Of Tribunes such as you, A Sea and Land full: you haue pray"d well to day: This Morning, for ten thousand of your throates, I"de not haue giuen a doit. Harke, how they ioy.
Sound still with the Shouts.
Sicin. First, the G.o.ds blesse you for your tydings: Next, accept my thankefulnesse
Mess. Sir, we haue all great cause to giue great thanks
Sicin. They are neere the City
Mes. Almost at point to enter
Sicin. Wee"l meet them, and helpe the ioy.
Exeunt.
Enter two Senators, with Ladies, pa.s.sing ouer the Stage, with other Lords.
Sena. Behold our Patronnesse, the life of Rome: Call all your Tribes together, praise the G.o.ds, And make triumphant fires, strew Flowers before them: Vnshoot the noise that Banish"d Martius; Repeale him, with the welcome of his Mother: Cry welcome Ladies, welcome
All. Welcome Ladies, welcome.
A Flourish with Drummes & Trumpets.
Enter Tullus Auffidius, with Attendants.
Auf. Go tell the Lords a"th" City, I am heere: Deliuer them this Paper: hauing read it, Bid them repayre to th" Market place, where I Euen in theirs, and in the Commons eares Will vouch the truth of it. Him I accuse: The City Ports by this hath enter"d, and Intends t" appeare before the People, hoping To purge himselfe with words. Dispatch.
Enter 3 or 4 Conspirators of Auffidius Faction.
Most Welcome
1.Con. How is it with our Generall?
Auf. Euen so, as with a man by his owne Almes impoyson"d, and with his Charity slaine
2.Con. Most n.o.ble Sir, If you do hold the same intent Wherein you wisht vs parties: Wee"l deliuer you Of your great danger
Auf. Sir, I cannot tell, We must proceed as we do finde the People
3.Con. The People will remaine vncertaine, whil"st "Twixt you there"s difference: but the fall of either Makes the Suruiuor heyre of all
Auf. I know it: And my pretext to strike at him, admits A good construction. I rais"d him, and I p.a.w.n"d Mine Honor for his truth: who being so heighten"d, He watered his new Plants with dewes of Flattery, Seducing so my Friends: and to this end, He bow"d his Nature, neuer knowne before, But to be rough, vnswayable, and free
3.Consp. Sir, his stoutnesse When he did stand for Consull, which he lost By lacke of stooping
Auf. That I would haue spoke of: Being banish"d for"t, he came vnto my Harth, Presented to my knife his Throat: I tooke him, Made him ioynt-seruant with me: Gaue him way In all his owne desires: Nay, let him choose Out of my Files, his proiects, to accomplish My best and freshest men, seru"d his designements In mine owne person: holpe to reape the Fame Which he did end all his; and tooke some pride To do my selfe this wrong: Till at the last I seem"d his Follower, not Partner; and He wadg"d me with his Countenance, as if I had bin Mercenary
1.Con. So he did my Lord: The Army marueyl"d at it, and in the last, When he had carried Rome, and that we look"d For no lesse Spoile, then Glory
Auf. There was it: For which my sinewes shall be stretcht vpon him, At a few drops of Womens rhewme, which are As cheape as Lies; he sold the Blood and Labour Of our great Action; therefore shall he dye, And Ile renew me in his fall. But hearke.
Drummes and Trumpets sounds, with great showts of the people.
1.Con. Your Natiue Towne you enter"d like a Poste, And had no welcomes home, but he returnes Splitting the Ayre with noyse
2.Con. And patient Fooles, Whose children he hath slaine, their base throats teare With giuing him glory
3.Con. Therefore at your vantage, Ere he expresse himselfe, or moue the people With what he would say, let him feele your Sword: Which we will second, when he lies along After your way. His Tale p.r.o.nounc"d, shall bury His Reasons, with his Body
Auf. Say no more. Heere come the Lords, Enter the Lords of the City.
All Lords. You are most welcome home
Auff. I haue not deseru"d it.
But worthy Lords, haue you with heede perused What I haue written to you?
All. We haue
1.Lord. And greeue to heare"t: What faults he made before the last, I thinke Might haue found easie Fines: But there to end Where he was to begin, and giue away The benefit of our Leuies, answering vs With our owne charge: making a Treatie, where There was a yeelding; this admits no excuse
Auf. He approaches, you shall heare him.
Enter Coriola.n.u.s marching with Drumme, and Colours. The Commoners being with him.
Corio. Haile Lords, I am return"d your Souldier: No more infected with my Countries loue Then when I parted hence: but still subsisting Vnder your great Command. You are to know, That prosperously I haue attempted, and With b.l.o.o.d.y pa.s.sage led your Warres, euen to The gates of Rome: Our spoiles we haue brought home Doth more then counterpoize a full third part The charges of the Action. We haue made peace With no lesse Honor to the Antiates Then shame to th" Romaines. And we heere deliuer Subscrib"d by"th" Consuls, and Patricians, Together with the Seale a"th Senat, what We haue compounded on
Auf. Read it not n.o.ble Lords, But tell the Traitor in the highest degree He hath abus"d your Powers
Corio. Traitor? How now?
Auf. I Traitor, Martius
Corio. Martius?
Auf. I Martius, Caius Martius: Do"st thou thinke Ile grace thee with that Robbery, thy stolne name Coriola.n.u.s in Corioles?
You Lords and Heads a"th" State, perfidiously He ha"s betray"d your businesse, and giuen vp For certaine drops of Salt, your City Rome: I say your City to his Wife and Mother, Breaking his Oath and Resolution, like A twist of rotten Silke, neuer admitting Counsaile a"th" warre: But at his Nurses teares He whin"d and roar"d away your Victory, That Pages blush"d at him, and men of heart Look"d wond"ring each at others
Corio. Hear"st thou Mars?
Auf. Name not the G.o.d, thou boy of Teares
Corio. Ha?
Aufid. No more
Corio. Measurelesse Lyar, thou hast made my heart Too great for what containes it. Boy? Oh Slaue, Pardon me Lords, "tis the first time that euer I was forc"d to scoul"d. Your iudgments my graue Lords Must giue this Curre the Lye: and his owne Notion, Who weares my stripes imprest vpon him, that Must beare my beating to his Graue, shall ioyne To thrust the Lye vnto him
1 Lord. Peace both, and heare me speake
Corio. Cut me to peeces Volces men and Lads, Staine all your edges on me. Boy, false Hound: If you haue writ your Annales true, "tis there, That like an Eagle in a Doue-coat, I Flatter"d your Volcians in Corioles.
Alone I did it, Boy
Auf. Why n.o.ble Lords, Will you be put in minde of his blinde Fortune, Which was your shame, by this vnholy Braggart?
"Fore your owne eyes, and eares?
All Consp. Let him dye for"t
All People. Teare him to peeces, do it presently: He kill"d my Sonne, my daughter, he kill"d my Cosine Marcus, he kill"d my Father