Enter a GENTLEWOMAN
GENTLEWOMAN. Madam, the Lady Valeria is come to visit you.
VIRGILIA. Beseech you give me leave to retire myself.
VOLUMNIA. Indeed you shall not.
Methinks I hear hither your husband"s drum; See him pluck Aufidius down by th" hair; As children from a bear, the Volsces shunning him.
Methinks I see him stamp thus, and call thus: "Come on, you cowards! You were got in fear, Though you were born in Rome." His b.l.o.o.d.y brow With his mail"d hand then wiping, forth he goes, Like to a harvest-man that"s task"d to mow Or all or lose his hire.
VIRGILIA. His b.l.o.o.d.y brow? O Jupiter, no blood!
VOLUMNIA. Away, you fool! It more becomes a man Than gilt his trophy. The b.r.e.a.s.t.s of Hecuba, When she did suckle Hector, look"d not lovelier Than Hector"s forehead when it spit forth blood At Grecian sword, contemning. Tell Valeria We are fit to bid her welcome. Exit GENTLEWOMAN VIRGILIA. Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius!
VOLUMNIA. He"ll beat Aufidius" head below his knee And tread upon his neck.
Re-enter GENTLEWOMAN, With VALERIA and an usher
VALERIA. My ladies both, good day to you.
VOLUMNIA. Sweet madam!
VIRGILIA. I am glad to see your ladyship.
VALERIA. How do you both? You are manifest housekeepers. What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good faith. How does your little son?
VIRGILIA. I thank your ladyship; well, good madam.
VOLUMNIA. He had rather see the swords and hear a drum than look upon his schoolmaster.
VALERIA. O" my word, the father"s son! I"ll swear "tis a very pretty boy. O" my troth, I look"d upon him a Wednesday half an hour together; has such a confirm"d countenance! I saw him run after a gilded b.u.t.terfly; and when he caught it he let it go again, and after it again, and over and over he comes, and up again, catch"d it again; or whether his fall enrag"d him, or how "twas, he did so set his teeth and tear it. O, I warrant, how he mammock"d it!
VOLUMNIA. One on"s father"s moods.
VALERIA. Indeed, la, "tis a n.o.ble child.
VIRGILIA. A crack, madam.
VALERIA. Come, lay aside your st.i.tchery; I must have you play the idle huswife with me this afternoon.
VIRGILIA. No, good madam; I will not out of doors.
VALERIA. Not out of doors!
VOLUMNIA. She shall, she shall.
VIRGILIA. Indeed, no, by your patience; I"ll not over the threshold till my lord return from the wars.
VALERIA. Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably; come, you must go visit the good lady that lies in.
VIRGILIA. I will wish her speedy strength, and visit her with my prayers; but I cannot go thither.
VOLUMNIA. Why, I pray you?
VIRGILIA. "Tis not to save labour, nor that I want love.
VALERIA. You would be another Penelope; yet they say all the yarn she spun in Ulysses" absence did but fill Ithaca full of moths.
Come, I would your cambric were sensible as your finger, that you might leave p.r.i.c.king it for pity. Come, you shall go with us.
VIRGILIA. No, good madam, pardon me; indeed I will not forth.
VALERIA. In truth, la, go with me; and I"ll tell you excellent news of your husband.
VIRGILIA. O, good madam, there can be none yet.
VALERIA. Verily, I do not jest with you; there came news from him last night.
VIRGILIA. Indeed, madam?
VALERIA. In earnest, it"s true; I heard a senator speak it. Thus it is: the Volsces have an army forth; against whom Cominius the general is gone, with one part of our Roman power. Your lord and t.i.tus Lartius are set down before their city Corioli; they nothing doubt prevailing and to make it brief wars. This is true, on mine honour; and so, I pray, go with us.
VIRGILIA. Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey you in everything hereafter.
VOLUMNIA. Let her alone, lady; as she is now, she will but disease our better mirth.
VALERIA. In troth, I think she would. Fare you well, then. Come, good sweet lady. Prithee, Virgilia, turn thy solemness out o"
door and go along with us.
VIRGILIA. No, at a word, madam; indeed I must not. I wish you much mirth.
VALERIA. Well then, farewell. Exeunt
SCENE IV.
Before Corioli
Enter MARCIUS, t.i.tUS LARTIUS, with drum and colours, with CAPTAINS and soldiers. To them a MESSENGER
MARCIUS. Yonder comes news; a wager- they have met.
LARTIUS. My horse to yours- no.
MARCIUS. "Tis done.
LARTIUS. Agreed.
MARCIUS. Say, has our general met the enemy?
MESSENGER. They lie in view, but have not spoke as yet.
LARTIUS. So, the good horse is mine.
MARCIUS. I"ll buy him of you.
LARTIUS. No, I"ll nor sell nor give him; lend you him I will For half a hundred years. Summon the town.
MARCIUS. How far off lie these armies?
MESSENGER. Within this mile and half.
MARCIUS. Then shall we hear their "larum, and they ours.
Now, Mars, I prithee, make us quick in work, That we with smoking swords may march from hence To help our fielded friends! Come, blow thy blast.
They sound a parley. Enter two SENATORS with others, on the walls of Corioli
Tullus Aufidius, is he within your walls?
FIRST SENATOR. No, nor a man that fears you less than he: That"s lesser than a little. [Drum afar off] Hark, our drums Are bringing forth our youth. We"ll break our walls Rather than they shall pound us up; our gates, Which yet seem shut, we have but pinn"d with rushes; They"ll open of themselves. [Alarum far off] Hark you far off!
There is Aufidius. List what work he makes Amongst your cloven army.
MARCIUS. O, they are at it!
LARTIUS. Their noise be our instruction. Ladders, ho!
Enter the army of the Volsces
MARCIUS. They fear us not, but issue forth their city.
Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight With hearts more proof than shields. Advance, brave t.i.tus.
They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts, Which makes me sweat with wrath. Come on, my fellows.
He that retires, I"ll take him for a Volsce, And he shall feel mine edge.
Alarum. The Romans are beat back to their trenches.
Re-enter MARCIUS, cursing
MARCIUS. All the contagion of the south light on you, You shames of Rome! you herd of- Boils and plagues Plaster you o"er, that you may be abhorr"d Farther than seen, and one infect another Against the wind a mile! You souls of geese That bear the shapes of men, how have you run From slaves that apes would beat! Pluto and h.e.l.l!
All hurt behind! Backs red, and faces pale With flight and agued fear! Mend and charge home, Or, by the fires of heaven, I"ll leave the foe And make my wars on you. Look to"t. Come on; If you"ll stand fast we"ll beat them to their wives, As they us to our trenches. Follow me.
Another alarum. The Volsces fly, and MARCIUS follows them to the gates
So, now the gates are ope; now prove good seconds; "Tis for the followers fortune widens them, Not for the fliers. Mark me, and do the like.
[MARCIUS enters the gates]
FIRST SOLDIER. Fool-hardiness; not I.
SECOND SOLDIER. Not I. [MARCIUS is shut in]
FIRST SOLDIER. See, they have shut him in.