Chapter XII: Act I: SCENE I. Rome. A street.2455

_Enter a company of mutinous_ Citizens, _with staves, clubs, and other
weapons_.

_First Cit._ Before we proceed any further, hear me speak.

_All._ Speak, speak.[2456]

_First Cit._ You are all resolved rather to die than to
famish?

_All._ Resolved, resolved. 5

_First Cit._ First, you know Caius Marcius is chief enemy[2457]
to the people.

_All._ We know't, we know't.[2458]

_First Cit._ Let us kill him, and we'll have corn at our
own price. Is't a verdict? 10

_All._ No more talking on't; let it be done: away,[2459]
away!

_Sec. Cit._ One word, good citizens.

_First Cit._ We are accounted poor citizens; the patricians,
good. What authority surfeits on would relieve us: if they[2460] 15
would yield us but the superfluity while it were wholesome,
we might guess they relieved us humanely; but they think[2461]
we are too dear: the leanness that afflicts us, the object of[2462]
our misery, is as an inventory to particularize their abundance;
our sufferance is a gain to them. Let us revenge this[2463] 20
with our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know I[2464]
speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge.

_Sec. Cit._ Would you proceed especially against Caius
Marcius?[2465]

_All._ Against him first: he's a very dog to the[2466] 25
commonalty.

_Sec. Cit._ Consider you what services he has done for
his country?

_First Cit._ Very well; and could be content to give him
good report for't, but that he pays himself with being proud. 30

_Sec. Cit._ Nay, but speak not maliciously.[2467]

_First Cit._ 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[2468]
mother and to be partly proud; which he is, even to the[2469] 35
altitude of his virtue.

_Sec. Cit._ What he cannot help in his nature, you account
a vice in him. You must in no way say he is covetous.

_First Cit._ If I must not, I need not be barren of accusations;
he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetition. 40
[_Shouts within._] What shouts are these? The other side o'[2470][2471]
the city is risen: why stay we prating here? to the Capitol!

_All._ Come, come.

_First Cit._ Soft! who comes here?

_Enter_ MENENIUS AGRIPPA.[2472]

_Sec. Cit._ Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one that hath always[2473] 45
loved the people.

_First Cit._ He's one honest enough: would all the rest
were so!

_Men._ What work's, my countrymen, in hand? where go you[2474][2475]
With bats and clubs? the matter? speak, I pray you.[2474][2476] 50

_First Cit._ Our business is not unknown to the senate;[2477]
they have had inkling, this fortnight, what we intend to do,[2478]
which now we'll show 'em in deeds. They say poor suitors
have strong breaths: they shall know we have strong arms
too. 55

_Men._ Why, masters, my good friends, mine honest neighbours,[2479]
Will you undo yourselves?[2479]

_First Cit._ We cannot, sir, we are undone already.

_Men._ I tell you, friends, most charitable care
Have the patricians of you. For your wants,[2480] 60
Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well[2481]
Strike at the heaven with your staves as lift them[2482]
Against the Roman state; whose course will on
The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs
Of more strong link asunder than can ever[2483] 65
Appear in your impediment. For the dearth,
The gods, not the patricians, make it, and
Your knees to them, not arms, must help. Alack,
You are transported by calamity
Thither where more attends you, and you slander 70
The helms o' the state, who care for you like fathers,
When you curse them as enemies.

_First Cit._ Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er[2484]
cared for us yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses
crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to support 75
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.

_Men._ Either you must 80
Confess yourselves wondrous malicious,
Or be accused of folly. I shall tell you
A pretty tale: it may be you have heard it;
But, since it serves my purpose, I will venture
To stale't a little more.[2485] 85

_First Cit._ Well, I'll hear it, sir: yet you must not[2486][2487]
think to fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an't please[2486][2488]
you, deliver.[2486]

_Men._ There was a time when all the body's members
Rebell'd against the belly; thus accused it: 90
That only like a gulf it did remain
I' the midst o' the body, idle and unactive,[2489]
Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing
Like labour with the rest; where the other instruments
Did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel, 95
And, mutually participate, did minister[2490]
Unto the appetite and affection common
Of the whole body. The belly answer'd--[2491][2492]

_First Cit._ Well, sir, what answer made the belly?[2491]

_Men._ Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind of smile,[2493] 100
Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus--
For, look you, I may make the belly smile
As well as speak--it tauntingly replied[2494]
To the discontented members, the mutinous parts
That envied his receipt; even so most fitly 105
As you malign our senators for that
They are not such as you.

_First Cit._ Your belly's answer? What![2495]
The kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye,[2496][2497]
The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,[2496]
Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter,[2496] 110
With other muniments and petty helps[2496]
In this our fabric, if that they--[2496]

_Men._ What then?[2496][2498]
'Fore me, this fellow speaks! what then? what then?[2496][2498][2499]

_First Cit._ Should by the cormorant belly be restrain'd,[2496]
Who is the sink o' the body,--[2496][2500]

_Men._ Well, what then?[2496] 115

_First Cit._ The former agents, if they did complain,[2496][2501]
What could the belly answer?[2496]

_Men._ I will tell you;
If you'll bestow a small--of what you have little--[2502]
Patience awhile, you'll hear the belly's answer.[2503]

First Cit. You're long about it.[2504]

_Men._ Note me this, good friend: 120
Your most grave belly was deliberate,
Not rash like his accusers, and thus answer'd:
'True is it, my incorporate friends,' quoth he,
'That I receive the general food at first,
Which you do live upon; and fit it is, 125
Because I am the store-house and the shop
Of the whole body: but, if you do remember,
I send it through the rivers of your blood,
Even to the court, the heart, to the seat o' the brain;[2505][2506]
And, through the cranks and offices of man,[2506][2507] 130
The strongest nerves and small inferior veins
From me receive that natural competency
Whereby they live: and though that all at once,
You, my good friends,'--this says the belly, mark me,--[2508]

_First Cit._ Ay, sir; well, well.

_Men._ 'Though all at once cannot 135
See what I do deliver out to each,
Yet I can make my audit up, that all
From me do back receive the flour of all,[2509]
And leave me but the bran.' What say you to't?

_First Cit._ It was an answer: how apply you this?[2510] 140

_Men._ The senators of Rome are this good belly,
And you the mutinous members: for examine[2511]
Their counsels and their cares, digest things rightly[2511]
Touching the weal o' the common, you shall find
No public benefit which you receive 145
But it proceeds or comes from them to you
And no way from yourselves. What do you think,
You, the great toe of this assembly?

_First Cit._ I the great toe! why the great toe?

_Men._ For that, being one o' the lowest, basest, poorest, 150
Of this most wise rebellion, thou go'st foremost:[2512]
Thou rascal, that art worst in blood to run,[2513][2514]
Lead'st first to win some vantage.[2513]
But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs:
Rome and her rats are at the point of battle; 155
The one side must have bale.[2515]

_Enter_ CAIUS MARCIUS.

Hail, noble Marcius!

_Mar._ Thanks. What's the matter, you dissentious rogues,
That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion,
Make yourselves scabs?

_First Cit._ We have ever your good word.

_Mar._ He that will give good words to thee will flatter[2516] 160
Beneath abhorring. What would you have, you curs,[2517]
That like nor peace nor war? the one affrights you,[2518]
The other makes you proud. He that trusts to you,[2519]
Where he should find you lions, finds you hares,[2520]
Where foxes, geese: you are no surer, no,[2521] 165
Than is the coal of fire upon the ice,
Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is
To make him worthy whose offence subdues him
And curse that justice did it. Who deserves greatness[2522]
Deserves your hate; and your affections are 170
A sick man's appetite, who desires most that
Which would increase his evil. He that depends
Upon your favours swims with fins of lead
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust ye?[2523]
With every minute you do change a mind,[2524] 175
And call him noble that was now your hate,
Him vile that was your garland. What's the matter,[2525]
That in these several places of the city[2526]
You cry against the noble senate, who,
Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else 180
Would feed on one another? What's their seeking?

_Men._ For corn at their own rates; whereof, they say.[2527]
The city is well stored.

_Mar._ Hang 'em! They say!
They'll sit by the fire, and presume to know
What's done i' the Capitol; who's like to rise, 185
Who thrives and who declines; side factions and give out[2528]
Conjectural marriages; making parties strong,
And feebling such as stand not in their liking
Below their cobbled shoes. They say there's grain enough![2529][2530]
Would the nobility lay aside their ruth,[2529] 190
And let me use my sword, I'ld make a quarry[2529]
With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, as high[2529]
As I could pick my lance.[2529][2531]

_Men._ Nay, these are almost thoroughly persuaded;[2529][2532]
For though abundantly they lack discretion,[2529] 195
Yet are they passing cowardly. But, I beseech you,[2533]
What says the other troop?

_Mar._ They are dissolved: hang 'em![2534]
They said they were an-hungry; sigh'd forth proverbs,
That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
That meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not 200
Corn for the rich men only: with these shreds
They vented their complainings; which being answer'd,
And a petition granted them, a strange one--
To break the heart of generosity
And make bold power look pale--they threw their caps 205
As they would hang them on the horns o' the moon,
Shouting their emulation.[2535]

_Men._ What is granted them?

_Mar._ Five tribunes to defend their vulgar wisdoms,[2536]
Of their own choice: one's Junius Brutus,[2537]
Sicinius Velutus, and I know not--'Sdeath![2538] 210
The rabble should have first unroof'd the city,[2539]
Ere so prevail'd with me: it will in time
Win upon power and throw forth greater themes[2540]
For insurrection's arguing.[2541]

_Men._ This is strange.

_Mar._ Go, get you home, you fragments! 215

_Enter a_ Messenger, _hastily_.[2542]

_Mess._ Where's Caius Marcius?

_Mar._ Here: what's the matter?[2543]

_Mess._ The news is, sir, the Volsces are in arms.[2544]

_Mar._ I am glad on't: then we shall ha' means to vent[2545]
Our musty superfluity. See, our best elders.[2546]

_Enter_ COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, _and other_ Senators; JUNIUS
BRUTUS _and_ SICINIUS VELUTUS.[2547]

_First Sen._ Marcius, 'tis true that you have lately
told us;[2548] 220
The Volsces are in arms.

_Mar._ They have a leader,
Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to't.
I sin in envying his nobility;
And were I any thing but what I am,
I would wish me only he.

_Com._ You have fought together.[2549] 225

_Mar._ Were half to half the world by the ears, and he
Upon my party, I'ld revolt, to make
Only my wars with him: he is a lion[2550]
That I am proud to hunt.

_First Sen._ Then, worthy Marcius,
Attend upon Cominius to these wars. 230

_Com._ It is your former promise.

_Mar._ Sir, it is;
And I am constant. Titus Lartius, thou[2551]
Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus' face.[2552]
What, art thou stiff? stand'st out?

_Tit._ No, Caius Marcius;
I'll lean upon one crutch, and fight with t'other, 235
Ere stay behind this business.

_Men._ O, true-bred!

_First Sen._ Your company to the Capitol; where, I know,[2553]
Our greatest friends attend us.

_Tit._ [_To Com._] Lead you on.[2554][2555]
[_To Mar._] Follow Cominius; we must follow you;[2554][2555]
Right worthy you priority.[2555]

_Com._ Noble Marcius![2555][2556] 240

_First Sen._ [_To the Citizens_] Hence to your homes; be gone![2553]

_Mar._ Nay, let them follow:[2557]
The Volsces have much corn; take these rats thither
To gnaw their garners. Worshipful mutiners,[2558]
Your valour puts well forth: pray, follow.

[_Citizens steal away. Exeunt all but Sicinius and Brutus._[2559]

_Sic._ Was ever man so proud as is this Marcius? 245

_Bru._ He has no equal.

_Sic._ When we were chosen tribunes for the people,--

_Bru._ Mark'd you his lip and eyes?

_Sic._ Nay, but his taunts.

_Bru._ Being moved, he will not spare to gird the gods.[2560]

_Sic._ Bemock the modest moon. 250

_Bru._ The present wars devour him: he is grown[2561]
Too proud to be so valiant.[2562]

_Sic._ Such a nature,[2563]
Tickled with good success, disdains the shadow[2563]
Which he treads on at noon: but I do wonder[2563]
His insolence can brook to be commanded[2563] 255
Under Cominius.[2563]

_Bru._ Fame, at the which he aims,[2564]
In whom already he's well graced, can not[2565]
Better be held, nor more attain'd, than by[2566]
A place below the first: for what miscarries
Shall be the general's fault, though he perform 260
To the utmost of a man; and giddy censure
Will then cry out of Marcius 'O, if he[2567]
Had borne the business!'

_Sic._ Besides, if things go well,
Opinion, that so sticks on Marcius, shall
Of his demerits rob Cominius.[2568]

_Bru._ Come:[2569] 265
Half all Cominius' honours are to Marcius,[2569][2570]
Though Marcius earn'd them not; and all his faults[2571]
To Marcius shall be honours, though indeed
In aught he merit not.

_Sic._ Let's hence, and hear
How the dispatch is made; and in what fashion, 270
More than his singularity, he goes[2572]
Upon this present action.

_Bru._ Let's along. [_Exeunt._

SCENE II. _Corioli. The Senate-House._

_Enter_ TULLUS AUFIDIUS, _with_ Senators _of Corioli_.[2573]

_First Sen._ So, your opinion is, Aufidius,
That they of Rome are enter'd in our counsels,
And know how we proceed.

_Auf._ Is it not yours?
What ever have been thought on in this state,[2574]
That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome 5
Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone
Since I heard thence: these are the words: I think
I have the letter here: yes, here it is:
[_Reads_] 'They have press'd a power, but it is not known[2575]
Whether for east or west: the dearth is great;[2576] 10
The people mutinous: and it is rumour'd,
Cominius, Marcius your old enemy,
Who is of Rome worse hated than of you,
And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman,
These three lead on this preparation 15
Whither 'tis bent: most likely 'tis for you:[2577]
Consider of it.'

_First Sen._ Our army's in the field:
We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready
To answer us.

_Auf._ Nor did you think it folly
To keep your great pretences veil'd till when[2578] 20
They needs must show themselves; which in the hatching,
It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery[2579]
We shall be shorten'd in our aim, which was
To take in many towns ere almost Rome
Should know we were afoot.

_Sec. Sen._ Noble Aufidius, 25
Take your commission; hie you to your bands:
Let us alone to guard Corioli:[2580][2581]
If they set down before 's, for the remove[2581][2582]
Bring up your army; but, I think, you'll find
They've not prepared for us.[2583]

_Auf._ O, doubt not that; 30
I speak from certainties. Nay, more,[2584]
Some parcels of their power are forth already,[2585]
And only hitherward. I leave your honours.
If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet,
'Tis sworn between us, we shall ever strike[2586] 35
Till one can do no more.

_All._ The gods assist you!

_Auf._ And keep your honours safe!

_First Sen._ Farewell.

_Sec. Sen._ Farewell.

_All._ Farewell. [_Exeunt._[2587]

SCENE III. _Rome. A room in Marcius' house._

_Enter_ VOLUMNIA _and_ VIRGILIA: _they set them down on two low
stools, and sew_.[2588]

_Vol._ I pray you, daughter, sing, or express yourself in a
more comfortable sort: if my son were my husband, I should[2589]
freelier rejoice in that absence wherein he won honour than[2590]
in the embracements of his bed where he would show most[2591]
love. When yet he was but tender-bodied, and the only son 5
of my womb; when youth with comeliness plucked all gaze
his way; when, for a day of kings' entreaties, a mother[2592]
should not sell him an hour from her beholding; I, considering[2593]
how honour would become such a person; that it
was no better than picture-like to hang by the wall, if renown 10
made it not stir, was pleased to let him seek danger where
he was like to find fame. To a cruel war I sent him; from
whence he returned, his brows bound with oak. I tell thee,
daughter, I sprang not more in joy at first hearing he was[2594]
a man-child than now in first seeing he had proved himself 15
a man.

_Vir._ But had he died in the business, madam: how then?

_Vol._ Then his good report should have been my son; I
therein would have found issue. Hear me profess sincerely:
had I a dozen sons, each in my love alike, and none less 20
dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had rather had[2595]
eleven die nobly for their country than one voluptuously
surfeit out of action.

_Enter a_ Gentlewoman.

_Gent._ Madam, the Lady Valeria is come to visit you.

_Vir._ Beseech you, give me leave to retire myself. 25

_Vol._ Indeed, you shall not.[2596]
Methinks I hear hither your husband's drum;[2597]
See him pluck Aufidius down by the hair;[2598]
As children from a bear, the Volsces shunning him:[2599]
Methinks I see him stamp thus, and call thus:[2600] 30
'Come on, you cowards! you were got in fear,[2601]
Though you were born in Rome:' his bloody brow
With his mail'd hand then wiping, forth he goes,
Like to a harvest-man that's task'd to mow[2602]
Or all, or lose his hire.[2603] 35

_Vir._ His bloody brow! O Jupiter, no blood!

_Vol._ Away, you fool! it more becomes a man
Than gilt his trophy: the breasts of Hecuba,[2604]
When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier
Than Hector's forehead when it spit forth blood 40
At Grecian sword, contemning. Tell Valeria[2605]
We are fit to bid her welcome. [_Exit Gent._[2606]

_Vir._ Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius!

_Vol._ He'll beat Aufidius' head below his knee,[2607]
And tread upon his neck. 45

_Enter_ VALERIA, _with an_ Usher _and_ Gentlewoman.[2608]

_Val._ My ladies both, good day to you.[2609]

_Vol._ Sweet madam.

_Vir._ I am glad to see your ladyship.

_Val._ How do you both? you are manifest house-keepers.
What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good faith.[2610] 50
How does your little son?

_Vir._ I thank your ladyship; well, good madam.

_Vol._ He had rather see the swords and hear a drum[2611]
than look upon his schoolmaster.

_Val._ O' my word, the father's son: I'll swear, 'tis a very[2612] 55
pretty boy. O' my troth, I looked upon him o' Wednesday[2612][2613]
half an hour together: has such a confirmed countenance.[2614]
I saw him run after a gilded butterfly; and when he caught
it, he let it go again; and after it again; and over and over
he comes, and up again; catched it again: or whether his[2615] 60
fall enraged him, or how 'twas, he did so set his teeth, and
tear it; O, I warrant, how he mammocked it!

_Vol._ One on 's father's moods.[2616]

_Val._ Indeed, la, 'tis a noble child.

_Vir._ A crack, madam. 65

_Val._ Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must have you
play the idle huswife with me this afternoon.

_Vir._ No, good madam; I will not out of doors.[2617]

_Val._ Not out of doors!

_Vol._ She shall, she shall. 70

_Vir._ Indeed, no, by your patience; I'll not over the
threshold till my lord return from the wars.

_Val._ Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably:[2618]
come, you must go visit the good lady that lies in.

_Vir._ I will wish her speedy strength, and visit her with 75
my prayers; but I cannot go thither.

_Vol._ Why, I pray you?

Vir. 'Tis not to save labour, nor that I want love.

_Val._ You would be another Penelope: yet, they say, all
the yarn she spun in Ulysses' absence did but fill Ithaca[2619] 80
full of moths. Come; I would your cambric were sensible
as your finger, that you might leave pricking it for pity.
Come, you shall go with us.

_Vir._ No, good madam, pardon me; indeed, I will not
forth. 85

_Val._ In truth, la, go with me, and I'll tell you excellent
news of your husband.

_Vir._ O, good madam, there can be none yet.

_Val._ Verily, I do not jest with you; there came news
from him last night. 90

_Vir._ Indeed, madam?[2620]

_Val._ 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 Titus Lartius are set down before 95
their city Corioli; they nothing doubt prevailing, and to[2621]
make it brief wars. This is true, on mine honour; and so,[2622]
I pray, go with us.

_Vir._ Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey you
in every thing hereafter. 100

_Vol._ Let her alone, lady; as she is now, she will but[2623][2624]
disease our better mirth.[2623]

_Val._ In troth, I think she would. Fare you well,[2623]
then. Come, good sweet lady. Prithee, Virgilia, turn thy[2623]
solemness out o' door, and go along with us.[2623][2625] 105

_Vir._ No, at a word, madam; indeed, I must not. I[2623]
wish you much mirth.[2623]

_Val._ Well then, farewell. [_Exeunt._[2626]

SCENE IV. _Before Corioli._

_Enter, with drum and colours_, MARCIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, Captains
_and_ Soldiers. _To them a_ Messenger.[2627]

_Mar._ Yonder comes news: a wager they have met.[2628]

_Lart._ My horse to yours, no.[2629]

_Mar._ 'Tis done.

_Lart._ Agreed.

_Mar._ Say, has our general met the enemy?

_Mess._ They lie in view; but have not spoke as yet.

_Lart._ So, the good horse is mine.

_Mar._ I'll buy him of you. 5

_Lart._ No, I'll nor sell nor give him: lend you him I will[2630][2631]
For half a hundred years. Summon the town.[2631]

_Mar._ How far off lie these armies?

_Mess._ Within this mile and half.[2632]

_Mar._ Then shall we hear their 'larum, and they ours.
Now, Mars, I prithee, make us quick in work, 10
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_.[2633]

Tullus Aufidius, is he within your walls?[2634][2635]

_First Sen._ No, nor a man that fears you less than he,[2636]
That's lesser than a little. Hark, our drums[2637] 15

[_Drum afar off._

Are bringing forth our youth! we'll break our walls,
Rather than they shall pound us up: our gates,[2638]
Which yet seem shut, we have but pinn'd with rushes;
They'll open of themselves. Hark you, far off!

[_Alarum far off._

There is Aufidius; list, what work he makes[2634] 20
Amongst your cloven army.

_Mar._ O, they are at it!

_Lart._ Their noise be our instruction. Ladders, ho!

_Enter the army of the_ Volsces.[2639]

_Mar._ They fear us not, but issue forth their city.[2640]
Now put your shields before your hearts, and fight
With hearts more proof than shields. Advance, brave Titus:[2641] 25
They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts,
Which makes me sweat with wrath. Come on, my fellows:[2642]
He that retires, I'll take him for a Volsce,[2643]
And he shall feel mine edge.

_Alarum._ _The_ Romans _are beat back to their trenches. Re-enter_
MARCIUS, _cursing_.[2644]

_Mar._ All the contagion of the south light on you,[2645] 30
You shames of Rome! you herd of--Boils and plagues[2646]
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 35
From slaves that apes would beat! Pluto and hell!
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; 40
If you'll stand fast, we'll beat them to their wives,[2647]
As they us to our trenches followed.[2647][2648]

_Another alarum. The_ Volsces _fly, and_ MARCIUS _follows them to
the gates_.[2649]

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. 45

[_Enters the gates._[2650]

_First Sol._ Fool-hardiness; not I.

_Sec. Sol._ Nor I. [_Marcius is shut in._[2651]

_First Sol._ See, they have shut him in.

_All._ To the pot, I warrant him.

[_Alarum continues._

_Re-enter_ TITUS LARTIUS.[2652]

_Lart._ What is become of Marcius?

_All._ Slain, sir, doubtless.

_First Sol._ Following the fliers at the very heels, 50
With them he enters; who, upon the sudden,
Clapp'd to their gates: he is himself alone,[2653]
To answer all the city.

_Lart._ O noble fellow!
Who sensibly outdares his senseless sword,[2654]
And, when it bows, stands up! Thou art left, Marcius:[2655] 55
A carbuncle entire, as big as thou art,
Were not so rich a jewel. Thou wast a soldier[2656]
Even to Cato's wish, not fierce and terrible[2657]
Only in strokes; but, with thy grim looks and
The thunder-like percussion of thy sounds,[2658] 60
Thou madest thine enemies shake, as if the world
Were feverous and did tremble.

_Re-enter_ MARCIUS, _bleeding, assaulted by the enemy_.[2659]

_First Sol._ Look, sir.

_Lart._ O, 'tis Marcius!
Let's fetch him off, or make remain alike.

[_They fight, and all enter the city._

SCENE V. _Within Corioli. A street._[2660]

_Enter certain_ Romans, _with spoils_.

_First Rom._ This will I carry to Rome.

_Sec. Rom._ And I this.

_Third Rom._ A murrain on't! I took this for silver.

[_Alarum continues still afar off._

_Enter_ MARCIUS _and_ TITUS LARTIUS _with a trumpet_.[2661]

_Mar._ See here these movers that do prize their hours[2662]
At a crack'd drachma! Cushions, leaden spoons,[2663] 5
Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would
Bury with those that wore them, these base slaves,
Ere yet the fight be done, pack up: down with them!
And hark, what noise the general makes! To him![2664]
There is the man of my soul's hate, Aufidius, 10
Piercing our Romans: then, valiant Titus, take
Convenient numbers to make good the city;
Whilst I, with those that have the spirit, will haste[2665]
To help Cominius.

_Lart._ Worthy sir, thou bleed'st;
Thy exercise hath been too violent[2666] 15
For a second course of fight.[2666]

_Mar._ Sir, praise me not;
My work hath yet not warm'd me: fare you well:
The blood I drop is rather physical
Than dangerous to me: to Aufidius thus[2667][2668]
I will appear, and fight.[2667]

_Lart._ Now the fair goddess, Fortune, 20
Fall deep in love with thee; and her great charms
Misguide thy opposers' swords! Bold gentleman,[2669]
Prosperity be thy page!

_Mar._ Thy friend no less
Than those she placeth highest! So farewell.[2670]

_Lart._ Thou worthiest Marcius! [_Exit Marcius._[2671] 25
Go, sound thy trumpet in the market-place;[2672]
Call thither all the officers o' the town,[2673]
Where they shall know our mind. Away! [_Exeunt._

SCENE VI. _Near the camp of Cominius._[2674]

_Enter_ COMINIUS, _as it were in retire, with_ Soldiers.

_Com._ Breathe you, my friends: well fought; we are come off
Like Romans, neither foolish in our stands
Nor cowardly in retire: believe me, sirs,
We shall be charged again. Whiles we have struck,[2675]
By interims and conveying gusts we have heard 5
The charges of our friends. Ye Roman gods,[2676]
Lead their successes as we wish our own,
That both our powers, with smiling fronts encountering,
May give you thankful sacrifice!

_Enter a_ Messenger.[2677]

Thy news?

_Mess._ The citizens of Corioli have issued, 10
And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle:
I saw our party to their trenches driven,[2678]
And then I came away.

_Com._ Though thou speak'st truth,[2679]
Methinks thou speak'st not well. How long is't since?

_Mess._ Above an hour, my lord. 15

_Com._ 'Tis not a mile; briefly we heard their drums:[2680]
How couldst thou in a mile confound an hour,
And bring thy news so late?[2681]

_Mess._ Spies of the Volsces
Held me in chase, that I was forced to wheel
Three or four miles about; else had I, sir, 20
Half an hour since brought my report.

_Enter_ MARCIUS.[2682]

_Com._ Who's yonder,
That does appear as he were flay'd? O gods!
He has the stamp of Marcius; and I have
Before-time seen him thus.

_Mar._ Come I too late?[2683]

_Com._ The shepherd knows not thunder from a tabor 25
More than I know the sound of Marcius' tongue[2684]
From every meaner man.[2685]

_Mar._ Come I too late?

_Com._ Ay, if you come not in the blood of others,
But mantled in your own.

_Mar._ O, let me clip ye[2686]
In arms as sound as when I woo'd; in heart[2687][2688] 30
As merry as when our nuptial day was done,[2688]
And tapers burn'd to bedward!

_Com._ Flower of warriors,[2689]
How is't with Titus Lartius?[2689][2690]

_Mar._ As with a man busied about decrees:
Condemning some to death, and some to exile; 35
Ransoming him or pitying, threatening the other;
Holding Corioli in the name of Rome,
Even like a fawning greyhound in the leash,
To let him slip at will.[2691]

_Com._ Where is that slave
Which told me they had beat you to your trenches? 40
Where is he? call him hither.

_Mar._ Let him alone;
He did inform the truth: but for our gentlemen,[2692]
The common file--a plague! tribunes for them!--[2693]
The mouse ne'er shunn'd the cat as they did budge
From rascals worse than they.

_Com._ But how prevail'd you? 45

_Mar._ Will the time serve to tell? I do not think.[2694]
Where is the enemy? are you lords o' the field?[2695]
If not, why cease you till you are so?

_Com._ Marcius,[2696]
We have at disadvantage fought and did[2696]
Retire to win our purpose.[2696][2697] 50

_Mar._ How lies their battle? know you on which side[2698][2699]
They have placed their men of trust?[2698]

_Com._ As I guess, Marcius,
Their bands i' the vaward are the Antiates,[2700]
Of their best trust; o'er them Aufidius,
Their very heart of hope.

_Mar._ I do beseech you, 55
By all the battles wherein we have fought,
By the blood we have shed together, by the vows[2701][2702]
We have made to endure friends, that you directly[2701][2702]
Set me against Aufidius and his Antiates;[2701]
And that you not delay the present, but, 60
Filling the air with swords advanced and darts,
We prove this very hour.[2703]

_Com._ Though I could wish
You were conducted to a gentle bath,
And balms applied to you, yet dare I never
Deny your asking: take your choice of those 65
That best can aid your action.

_Mar._ Those are they
That most are willing. If any such be here--[2704]
As it were sin to doubt--that love this painting
Wherein you see me smear'd; if any fear
Lesser his person than an ill report;[2705] 70
If any think brave death outweighs bad life,
And that his country's dearer than himself;
Let him alone, or so many so minded,[2706]
Wave thus, to express his disposition,
And follow Marcius. 75

[_They all shout, and wave their swords; take him
up in their arms, and cast up their caps._

O, me alone! make you a sword of me?[2707]
If these shows be not outward, which of you
But is four Volsces? none of you but is
Able to bear against the great Aufidius
A shield as hard as his. A certain number,[2708] 80
Though thanks to all, must I select from all: the rest[2709]
Shall bear the business in some other fight,
As cause will be obey'd. Please you to march;[2710]
And four shall quickly draw out my command,[2710][2711][2712]
Which men are best inclined.[2712]

_Com._ March on, my fellows: 85
Make good this ostentation, and you shall
Divide in all with us. [_Exeunt._

SCENE VII. _The gates of Corioli._[2713]

TITUS LARTIUS, _having set a guard upon Corioli, going with
drum and trumpet toward_ COMINIUS _and_ CAIUS MARCIUS,
_enters with a_ Lieutenant, _other_ Soldiers, _and a_ Scout.

_Lart._ So, let the ports be guarded: keep your duties,
As I have set them down. If I do send, dispatch[2714]
Those centuries to our aid; the rest will serve[2715]
For a short holding: if we lose the field,
We cannot keep the town.[2716]

_Lieu._ Fear not our care, sir.[2716] 5

_Lart._ Hence, and shut your gates upon 's.[2716][2717]
Our guider, come; to the Roman camp conduct us. [_Exeunt._[2716][2718]

SCENE VIII. _A field of battle between the Roman and the Volscian camps._

_Alarum as in battle. Enter, from opposite sides,_ MARCIUS _and_
AUFIDIUS.[2719]

_Mar._ I'll fight with none but thee; for I do hate thee
Worse than a promise-breaker.

_Auf._ We hate alike:
Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor[2720]
More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot.[2721][2722]

_Mar._ Let the first budger die the other's slave,[2722] 5
And the gods doom him after!

_Auf._ If I fly, Marcius,[2723]
Holloa me like a hare.[2723][2724]

_Mar._ Within these three hours, Tullus,
Alone I fought in your Corioli walls,
And made what work I pleased: 'tis not my blood
Wherein thou seest me mask'd; for thy revenge 10
Wrench up thy power to the highest.

_Auf._ Wert thou the Hector[2725]
That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny,
Thou shouldst not 'scape me here.

[_They fight, and certain Volsces come in the aid of Aufidius.
Marcius fights till they be driven in breathless._[2726]

Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me
In your condemned seconds. [_Exeunt._[2727] 15

SCENE IX. _The Roman camp._

_Flourish. Alarum. A retreat is sounded. Enter, from one side_,
COMINIUS _with the_ Romans; _from the other side_, MARCIUS,
_with his arm in a scarf_.[2728]

_Com._ If I should tell thee o'er this thy day's work,
Thou'ldst not believe thy deeds: but I'll report it,[2729]
Where senators shall mingle tears with smiles;
Where great patricians shall attend, and shrug,[2730]
I' the end admire; where ladies shall be frighted, 5
And, gladly quaked, hear more; where the dull tribunes,
That, with the fusty plebeians, hate thine honours,[2731]
Shall say against their hearts 'We thank the gods
Our Rome hath such a soldier.'
Yet camest thou to a morsel of this feast, 10
Having fully dined before.

_Enter_ TITUS LARTIUS, _with his power, from the pursuit_.[2732]

_Lart._ O general,
Here is the steed, we the caparison:[2733]
Hadst thou beheld--[2734]

_Mar._ Pray now, no more: my mother,[2735]
Who has a charter to extol her blood,[2735]
When she does praise me grieves me. I have done[2736] 15
As you have done; that's what I can: induced[2736]
As you have been; that's for my country:[2736]
He that has but effected his good will
Hath overta'en mine act.

_Com._ You shall not be[2737]
The grave of your deserving; Rome must know[2737] 20
The value of her own: 'twere a concealment[2737]
Worse than a theft, no less than a traducement,[2737]
To hide your doings; and to silence that,
Which, to the spire and top of praises vouch'd,
Would seem but modest: therefore, I beseech you-- 25
In sign of what you are, not to reward
What you have done--before our army hear me.

_Mar._ I have some wounds upon me, and they smart
To hear themselves remember'd.

_Com._ Should they not,
Well might they fester 'gainst ingratitude, 30
And tent themselves with death. Of all the horses,
Whereof we have ta'en good, and good store, of all[2738]
The treasure in this field achieved and city,[2739]
We render you the tenth; to be ta'en forth,
Before the common distribution, at[2740][2741] 35
Your only choice.[2741]

_Mar._ I thank you, general;
But cannot make my heart consent to take
A bribe to pay my sword: I do refuse it,
And stand upon my common part with those
That have beheld the doing.[2742] 40

[_A long flourish. They all cry_ 'Marcius! Marcius!' _cast up their caps and lances: Cominius and Lartius stand bare_.

_Mar._ May these same instruments, which you profane,[2743]
Never sound more! when drums and trumpets shall[2743]
I' the field prove flatterers, let courts and cities be[2743][2744][2745]
Made all of false-faced soothing![2743][2745][2746]
When steel grows soft as the parasite's silk,[2743][2747] 45
Let him be made a coverture for the wars![2743][2748][2749]
No more, I say! For that I have not wash'd[2743][2749][2750]
My nose that bled, or foil'd some debile wretch,[2743]
Which without note here's many else have done,[2743]
You shout me forth[2743][2751][2752] 50
In acclamations hyperbolical;[2743][2751]
As if I loved my little should be dieted[2743]
In praises sauced with lies.[2743]

_Com._ Too modest are you;
More cruel to your good report than grateful
To us that give you truly: by your patience,[2753] 55
If 'gainst yourself you be incensed, we'll put you,[2754]
Like one that means his proper harm, in manacles,
Then reason safely with you. Therefore, be it known,
As to us, to all the world, that Caius Marcius
Wears this war's garland: in token of the which, 60
My noble steed, known to the camp, I give him,[2755]
With all his trim belonging; and from this time,
For what he did before Corioli, call him,
With all the applause and clamour of the host,

CAIUS MARCIUS CORIOLANUS. Bear[2756][2757] 65
The addition nobly ever! [_Flourish. Trumpets sound, and drums._[2756]

_All._ Caius Marcius Coriolanus![2757][2758]

_Cor._ I will go wash;[2759]
And when my face is fair, you shall perceive
Whether I blush, or no: howbeit, I thank you: 70
I mean to stride your steed; and at all times
To undercrest your good addition
To the fairness of my power.[2760]

_Com._ So, to our tent;
Where, ere we do repose us, we will write[2761]
To Rome of our success. You, Titus Lartius, 75
Must to Corioli back: send us to Rome
The best, with whom we may articulate
For their own good and ours.

_Lart._ I shall, my lord.

_Cor._ The gods begin to mock me. I, that now[2759][2762][2763]
Refused most princely gifts, am bound to beg[2762] 80
Of my lord general.[2762][2764]

_Com._ Take 't; 'tis yours. What is't?[2764][2765]

_Cor._ I sometime lay here in Corioli[2759][2764]
At a poor man's house; he used me kindly:[2764][2766]
He cried to me; I saw him prisoner;
But then Aufidius was within my view, 85
And wrath o'erwhelm'd my pity: I request you
To give my poor host freedom.

_Com._ O, well begg'd!
Were he the butcher of my son, he should
Be free as is the wind. Deliver him, Titus.

_Lart._ Marcius, his name?

_Cor._ By Jupiter, forgot:[2759] 90
I am weary; yea, my memory is tired.[2767]
Have we no wine here?

_Com._ Go we to our tent:
The blood upon your visage dries; 'tis time
It should be look'd to: come. [_Exeunt._

SCENE X. _The camp of the Volsces._[2768]

_A flourish. Cornets. Enter_ TULLUS AUFIDIUS, _bloody, with two
or three_ Soldiers.

_Auf._ The town is ta'en![2769]

_First Sol._ 'Twill be deliver'd back on good condition.[2770][2769]

_Auf._ Condition!
I would I were a Roman; for I cannot,
Being a Volsce, be that I am. Condition![2771] 5
What good condition can a treaty find
I' the part that is at mercy? Five times, Marcius,
I have fought with thee; so often hast thou beat me;
And wouldst do so, I think, should we encounter
As often as we eat. By the elements,[2772] 10
If e'er again I meet him beard to beard,
He's mine, or I am his: mine emulation
Hath not that honour in 't it had; for where
I thought to crush him in an equal force,
True sword to sword, I'll potch at him some way,[2773] 15
Or wrath or craft may get him.

_First Sol._ He's the devil.[2770]

_Auf._ Bolder, though not so subtle. My valour's poison'd[2774][2775]
With only suffering stain by him; for him[2775][2776]
Shall fly out of itself: nor sleep nor sanctuary,[2777]
Being naked, sick, nor fane nor Capitol,[2778] 20
The prayers of priests nor times of sacrifice,
Embarquements all of fury, shall lift up[2779]
Their rotten privilege and custom 'gainst
My hate to Marcius: where I find him, were it
At home, upon my brother's guard, even there,[2780] 25
Against the hospitable canon, would I
Wash my fierce hand in's heart. Go you to the city;
Learn how 'tis held, and what they are that must
Be hostages for Rome.

_First Sol._ Will not you go?[2770]

_Auf._ I am attended at the cypress grove: I pray you--[2781] 30
'Tis south the city mills--bring me word thither[2782]
How the world goes, that to the pace of it
I may spur on my journey.

_First Sol._ I shall, sir. [_Exeunt._[2770][2783]

FOOTNOTES:

[2455] ACT I. SCENE I.] Actus Primus. Scæna Prima. Ff.

Rome. A street.] A street in Rome. Pope.

[2456] All.] Ff. Cit. [Several speaking at once. Malone.

[2457] _chief_] _the chief_ Pope.

[2458] _We know't, we know't_] F₁. _We know't_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[2459] _let it_] _let't_ Rowe (ed 2).

[2460] _on_] F₃ F₄. _one_ F₁ F₂.

[2461] _humanely_] _humanly_ F₄.

[2462] _object_] _abjectness_ Collier MS.

[2463] _a gain_] _againe_ F₂.

[2464] _pikes_] _pitchforks_ Hanmer.

_rakes_] F₁. _raks_ F₂. _racks_ F₃ F₄.

[2465] _Marcius?_] _Martius?_ F₃ F₄. _Martius._ F₁ F₂.

[2466] All.] 1 Cit. Malone conj.

[2467] Sec. Cit.] Malone. All. Ff.

[2468] _to please...._] _partly to please_ Capell.

[2469] _to be partly_] _partly to be_ Hanmer. _to be_ Capell. _to be portly_ Staunton conj.

[2470] _these_] F₁. _those_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[2471] _o' the_] _o' th'_ F₄. _a'th_ F₁ F₂. _a' th'_ F₃.

[2472] Enter....] Ff. Dyce transfers it to follow line 48.

[2473] SCENE II. Pope.

[2474] _What ... pray you_] Arranged as by Theobald. Three lines, ending _hand?... matter ... you_ in Ff. Prose in Pope.

[2475] _work's_] F₁. _workes_ F₂. _works_ F₃ F₄.

[2476] _With_] F₁. _with your_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[2477] First Cit.] 1 Cit. Capell (and throughout the scene). 2 Cit. Ff.

[2478] _intend_] _intended_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2479] _Why ... yourselves?_] Arranged as by Theobald. In Ff the first line ends at _honest_. As prose in Pope.

[2480] _you. For your wants,_] Johnson. _you: for your wants,_ Rowe. _you for your wants._ F₁ F₂. _you for your wants,_ F₃. _you, for your wants._ F₄.

[2481] _suffering_] _sufferings_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2482] _heaven_] _heavens_ Mason conj.

[2483] _link_] _linke_ F₁. _link'd_ F₂ F₃ F₄. _links_ Pope.

[2484] _True, indeed! They_] _true, indeed!--they_ Theobald. _True indeed, they_ Ff.

[2485] _stale_] Theobald. _scale_ Ff.

[2486] _Well ... deliver_] As prose first by Capell. As four lines, ending _Well ... thinke ... tale: ... deliver_ in Ff.

[2487] _I'll_] _We'll_ Hanmer.

_yet_] _but yet_ Hanmer.

[2488] _disgrace_] _disgraces_ Theobald.

_an't_] Hanmer. _and't_ Theobald.

[2489] _o' the_] _o' th'_ F₄. _a th'_ F₁ F₂. _a' th'_ F₃.

[2490] _And, mutually participate,_] Malone. _And mutually participate,_ Ff. _And mutually participate;_ Knight.

[2491] _Of the ... Well, sir_] As one line, S. Walker conj.

[2492] _body._] Rowe. _body;_ F₃. _body,_ F₁ F₂ F₄.

_answer'd--_] Rowe. _answer'd._ F₁ F₄. _answer._ F₂ _answers._ F₃.

[2493] _you. With_] _you.--With_ Theobald. _you with_ Ff.

[2494] _tauntingly_] F₄. _taintingly_ F₁. _tantingly_ F₂ F₃.

[2495] _such as you._] _such as you--_ Rowe. _as you_ Steevens conj.

_What!_ Theobald. _What_ Ff. om. Seymour conj.

[2496] See note (I).

[2497] _kingly-crowned_] Warburton. _kingly crowned_ Pope. _kingly crown'd_ Ff.

[2498] _What then?... then?_] Arranged as by Capell. The lines end _speakes ... then?_ in Ff.

[2499] _'Fore me, this_] Theobald. _Foreme, this_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _For me, this_ F₄.

[2500] _o' the_] _o' th'_ F₄. _a th'_ F₁ F₂. _a' th'_ F₃ (and passim).

[2501] _agents_] _agent_ F₂.

[2502] _a small_] _a little_ Seymour conj. _us all_ Jackson conj.

[2503] _you'll_] Rowe (ed. 2). _you'st_ Ff.

[2504] _You're_] Capell. _Y'are_ Ff. _You are_ Steevens (1773).

[2505] _heart, to_] Ff. _heart,--to_ Malone.

_the seat o' the_] _the seat, the_ Rann (Tyrwhitt conj.) _the senate_ Collier MS. _the state, the_ Anon. conj.

[2506] _brain; ... man,_] Theobald. _braine, ... man,_ Ff. _brain, ... man;_ Pope.

[2507] _cranks_] _ranks_ Collier MS.

[2508] _You ... belly, mark me,--_] Rowe (substantially). _(You ... belly) mark me._ Ff.

[2509] _flour_] Knight. _flowre_ F₁ F₂. _flowr_ F₃ F₄. _flow'r_ Rowe. _flower_ Capell.

[2510] _answer: how_] _answer;--how_ Theobald. _answer, how_ Ff. _answer--how_ Rowe.

[2511] _examine Their ... cares, digest_] _examine Their ... cares; disgest_ F₁. _examine Their ... care; disgest_ F₂ F₃ F₄. _examine, Their ... care; digest_ Rowe. _examine.--Their ... cares digest_ Ingleby conj.

[2512] _go'st_] Hanmer. _goest_ Ff.

[2513] _Thou ... vantage_] Erased in Collier MS.

_worst ... first_] _worst, in blood, to ruin, Lead'st first,_ Steevens, 1773 (Johnson conj.) _worst in blood, to run Lead'st first_ Steevens (1778).

[2514] _art_] _are_ Rowe (ed. 2).

_worst in blood_] _first from blows_ Hanmer. _first in blood_ Capell. _last in blood_ Staunton conj.

[2515] _bale_] Theobald. _baile_ F₁ F₂. _bail_ F₃ F₄. _bane_ Hanmer.

SCENE III. Pope.

[2516] _thee_] Ff. _ye_ Dyce.

[2517] _you have_] _have_ Steevens (1778). _you_ Seymour conj.

_you curs_] _ye curs_ Rowe.

[2518] _like nor peace_] F₁ F₂. _like not peace_ F₃ F₄. _likes not peace_ Warburton.

[2519] _you proud_] _yon proud_ F₂.

_trusts to you_] _trusts you_ Reed (1803).

[2520] _you ... you_] _your ... your_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2521] _geese: you are no_] Theobald. _geese you are: No_ Ff.

[2522] _did it_] _did_ Badham conj.

[2523] _Hang ye! Trust ye?_] _Hang ye trust ye?_ Ff. _Hang ye! Trust you?_ Seymour conj. _Trust ye? Hang ye!_ Coleridge conj.

[2524] _a mind_] _your mind_ Collier MS.

[2525] _vile_] F₄. _vilde_ F₁ F₂ F₃.

_was_] _wore_ Anon. MS. (in Capell's copy of F₃).

[2526] _these_] _the_ Rowe.

[2527] _I or corn ... they say_] _Corn ... they do say_ Seymour conj.

[2528] _Who thrives_] Omitted by Hanmer.

_and who_] om. Seymour conj.

[2529] _Below ... discretion_] Hanmer ends the lines _grain ... aside ... make ... slaves ... these ... for ... discretion_, reading _Although_ for _though_ in line 195.

[2530] _enough_] om. Seymour conj.

[2531] _pick_] _pitch_ Rowe.

_lance._] _lance. Away, ye knaves!_ Seymour conj.

[2532] _almost_] _all most_ Singer (Collier MS.)

[2533] _cowardly. But, I_] _cowardly. I_ Hanmer. _coward. I_ Seymour conj.

_But, I beseech_] _But, 'beseech_ S. Walker conj.

[2534] _hang 'em!_] om. Hanmer.

[2535] _Shouting_] Pope. _Shooting_ Ff. _Suiting_ Rowe (ed. 2).

_their emulation_] _their exultation_ Collier MS. _the innovation_ Leo conj.

[2536] _tribunes_] _tributes_ F₂.

[2537] _one's_] _one on 'em 's_ Anon. conj.

_Brutus,_] _Brutus, one_ S. Walker conj.

[2538] _and I_] _and--I_ S. Walker conj., putting _'Sdeath_ in a separate line.

_not--'Sdeath_] Rowe (ed. 2). _not. Sdeath_ Ff.

[2539] _unroof'd_] Theobald. _unroo'st_ Ff.

[2540] _upon_] _open_ Grant White conj.

[2541] _insurrection's_] Theobald. _insurrections_ Ff.

[2542] _fragments_] _fragments, hence, begone_ Seymour conj.

_hastily_] Ff. om. Rowe.

[2543] _what's_] _what is_ or _now, what's_ Seymour conj.

[2544] _Volsces_] Collier. _Volcies_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _Volscies_ F₄. _Volscians_ Pope. _Volcians_ Capell. _Volces_ Steevens (1778).

[2545] _ha'_] _ha_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _have_ F₄.

[2546] _See, our_] Rowe. _See our_ Ff.

[2547] Enter ...] Malone and Capell substantially. Enter Sicinius Velutus, Annius Brutus Cominius, Titus Lartius, with other Senatours. Ff (Cominisn F₁). Enter ... Junius Brutus, Cominius, ... Rowe.

[2548] SCENE IV. Pope.

[2549] _I would_] _I could_ F₄. _I'd_ Pope.

_he_] _him_ Hanmer.

_together._] Capell. _together?_ Ff.

[2550] _Only my wars_] _My wars only_ Seymour conj.

[2551] _Lartius_] Rowe. _Lucius_ Ff.

[2552] _Tullus'_] Pope (ed. 2). _Tullus_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _Tullus's_ F₄. _Tulliu'_ Pope (ed. 1), a misprint.

[2553] First Sen.] 1 Sen. Rowe. Sen. Ff.

[2554] [To Com.] ... [To Mar.] _Follow Cominius;_] Edd. (Malone conj.) _Lead you on: Follow Cominius,_ Ff. _Lead you on; Follow, Cominius;_ Theobald.

[2555] _Lead ... priority._ Arranged as in Pope. As prose in Ff.

[2556] _you_] _your_ F₄.

_Marcius_] _Lartius_ Theobald.

[2557] [To the Citizens] Rowe.

_Nay_] om. Rowe.

[2558] _Worshipful_] _Worthy_ Seymour conj.

_mutiners_] _mutineers_ Rowe.

[2559] _pray_] _I pray you_ Seymour conj.]

[Citizens ...] Exeunt. Citizens steale away. Manent Sicin. and Brutus. Ff (Manet F₁).

[2560] _gird the_] _gird at th’_ Badham conj.

[2561] _him:_] _him,_ Ff. _him!_ Hanmer.

[2562] _to be_] _of being_ Hanmer.

[2563] _Such ... Cominius._] As verse first by Pope. As prose in Ff.

[2564] _the which_] _which_ Hanmer.

[2565] _whom_] _which_ Hanmer.

_he's_] F₁. _he is_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[2566] _be_] F₁ F₄. _he_ F₂ F₃.

[2567] _of_] _on_ Capell.

[2568] _demerits_] _merits_ Roderick conj., reading _Shall ... Cominius_ as one line. _due merits_ Leo conj.

[2569] _Come: Half ... Marcius,_] As in Theobald. One line in Ff.

[2570] _Cominius'_] Pope. _Cominius_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _Cominius's_ F₄.

[2571] _earn'd_] _earn_ Hanmer.

[2572] _his_] _this_ Hanmer. _in_ Reed (1803, 1813, 1821).

[2573] SCENE II.] Rowe. SCENE V. Pope. om. Ff.

Corioli.] Pope. Coriolus. Rowe.

The Senate-House.] Capell. Enter ... Corioli.] Pope. Enter ... Coriolus. Ff.

[2574] _have_] F₁. _hath_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

_on_] F₃ F₄. _one_ F₁ F₂.

[2575] [Reads] Reading. Theobald. om. Ff.

_press’d_] Capell. _prest_ Ff.

[2576] _dearth_] _death_ F₂.

[2577] _Whither_] F₃ F₄. _Whether_ F₁ F₂.

[2578] _veil'd_] F₃ F₄. _vayl’d_ F₁ F₂.

[2579] _seem’d_] _seems_ Hanmer.

[2580] _Corioli_] Pope. _Corioles_ F₁. _Coriolus_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[2581] _Corioli: If ... before 's,_] _Coriolus: If ... before 's,_ F₄. _Corioles If ... before 's:_ F₁. _Coriolus If ... before 's._ F₂ F₃.

[2582] _before 's_] _before us_ Capell.

_for the remove_] _'fore they remove_ Warburton. _for their remove_ Johnson conj. _further remove_ Jackson conj.

[2583] _They've_] Rowe. _Th' have_ Ff.

[2584] _certainties_] _very certainties_ Hanmer.

_more,_] _more, I hear,_ Badham conj.

[2585] _power_] _powers_ Steevens (1793).

[2586] _ever_] _never_ Reed (1803, 1813, 1821).

[2587] All. _Farewell._] om. Seymour conj.

[Exeunt.] Exeunt omnes. Ff.

[2588] SCENE III.] Rowe. SCENE VI. Pope. om. Ff.

Rome.] Rowe.

A room....] Capell. Scene changes to Caius Marcius's House in Rome. Theobald.

Enter ... they set them....] Rowe. Enter Volumnia and Virgilia, mother and wife to Martius: They set them.... Ff. Enter ... they sit.... Pope.

[2589] _should_] _would_ F₄.

[2590] _wherein_] _where_ Johnson (1771).

[2591] _would_] F₁ F₂. _should_ F₃ F₄.

[2592] _kings'_] Theobald. _kings_ Ff. _king's_ Johnson.

[2593] _sell_] F₃ F₄. _sel_ F₁ F₂. _let_ Anon. conj.

[2594] _not more_] _no more_ F₄.

[2595] _had rather had_] _had rather_ Rowe. _would rather have_ Seymour conj.

[2596] _you shall_] _thou shalt_ F₄.

[2597] _I hear hither_] _I hither hear_ Pope. _e'en now I hear_ Seymour conj.

[2598] _See_] _I see_ Rowe.

_Aufidius down_] _down Aufidius_ Steevens (1773).

[2599] _from ... shunning_] _fly ... shunning_ or _shun ... flying_ Seymour conj.

[2600] [stamping. Johnson.

_call thus_] _thus call_ Seymour conj.

[2601] _you cowards_] F₁ F₂. _ye cowards_ F₃ F₄.

_you were_] _ye were_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2602] _that's_] _thats_ F₂. _that_ F₁. _what's_ F₃ F₄.

[2603] _Or_] _O'er_ Singer.

[2604] _trophy_] _trophe_ F₁.

_breasts_] _brest_ F₄.

[2605] _At ... sword, contemning._] See note (II).

[2606] _We are fit_] _That we are waiting here_ Seymour conj.

[2607] _Aufidius'_] _Aufidius's_ F₄.

[2608] Gentlewoman.] a Gentlewoman. Ff.

[2609] _My ladies both_] om. Seymour conj.

[2610] _What are_] _What, are_ Capell (corrected in Errata).

_sewing_] F₄. _sowing_ F₁ F₂ F₃.

_spot, in_] _spotte in_ F₁ F₂. _spot in_ F₃ F₄. _sport, in_ Jackson conj. _pattern,_ Leo conj.

[2611] _the swords_] _swords_ Collier MS.

[2612] _O'_] Theobald. _A_ Ff.

[2613] _upon_] _on_ Rowe.

_o'_] Rowe (ed. 2). _a_ Ff.

[2614] _has_] _ha's_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _Has_ F₄. _he has_ Steevens (1773).

[2615] _catched_] _catcht_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _and caught_ F₄.

_or whether_] _and whether_ Hanmer.

[2616] _on 's_] _o' s_ F₄. _of's_ Theobald. _of his_ Steevens (1778).

[2617] _No ... doors._] Prose in Pope. Two lines in Ff.

[2618] _most_] om. Rowe (ed. 2).

[2619] _Ulysses'_] Capell. _Ulysses_ F₁. F₂ F₃. _Ulysses's_ F₄.

_Ithaca_] F₃ F₄. _Athica_ F₁ F₂.

[2620] _madam?_] F₃ F₄. _madam._ F₁ F₂. _madam--_ Rowe.

[2621] _Corioli_] Pope. _Carioles_ F₁. _Cariolus_ F₂. _Coriolus_ F₃ F₄.

[2622] _mine_] _my_ Rowe.

[2623] _Let ... much mirth._] As prose in Pope. Irregular lines in Ff.

[2624] _lady; ... now,_] Pope. _ladie, ... now:_ F₁. _lady, ... now:_ F₂ F₃. _lady, ... now,_ F₄.

[2625] _o'_] Theobald. _a_ Ff.

[2626] [Exeunt.] Exeunt Ladies. Ff.

[2627] SCENE IV.] Rowe. SCENE VII. Pope. om. Ff.

Before Corioli.] Trenches before Corioli. Capell. The walls of Coriolus. Rowe.

Soldiers.] Souldiers, as before the city Coriolus: Ff (Corialus: F₁).

[2628] _Yonder ... met_] One line in Pope. Two in Ff.

[2629] _no_] _not so_ Seymour conj.

[2630] _nor ... nor_] F₁. _not ... nor_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

_you him_] F₁ F₂. _him you_ F₃ F₄.

[2631] _you him ... years_] _him you I will for half an hundred years or so_ Hanmer, ending the lines _you ... so._

[2632] _this mile_] _a mile_ Rowe.

_and half_] om. Steevens conj. _and a half_ Campbell.

[2633] _thy_] _the_ Rowe.

two] some Capell.

walls.] walles of Coriolus. Ff. (Corialus F₁ F₂).

[2634] _Aufidius_] F₄. _Auffidious_ F₁. _Auffidius_ F₂ F₃.

[2635] _walls_] _wall_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2636] _nor_] _but_ Keightley.

_that fears you less_] _but fears you less_ Rann (Johnson conj.) _that fears you more_ Johnson and Capell conj.

[2637] _That's ... drums_] one line in Pope. Two in Ff.

[2638] _up: our_] _up, our_ F₃. _up; our_ F₄. _up our_ F₁ F₂.

[2639] Enter ...] Enter the Volscies. Rowe. The Volscians enter and pass over. Capell.

[2640] _forth_] _for'h_ F₂.

[2641] _With ... Titus_] As in Pope. Two lines in Ff.

[2642] _fellows_] _follows_ F₂.

[2643] _Volsce_] Collier. _Volce_ F₁ F₂. _Volcie_ F₃. _Volscie_ F₄. _Volscian_ Pope.

[2644] Alarum ... Re-enter ...] Alarum ... Enter ... Ff. Exeunt, as to the Fight. Alarums ... Re-enter Marcius. Capell.

cursing.] om. Rowe. enraged. Collier.

[2645] SCENE VIII. Pope.

[2646] _Rome! you herd of--Boils_] Johnson. _Rome: you Heard of Byles_ F₁ F₂. _Rome: you Herd of Biles_ F₃ F₄. _Rome; you herds of biles_ Rowe (ed. 2). _Rome; you herds; of boils_ Pope (ed. 1.) _Rome, you! herds of boils_ Pope, ed 2 (Theobald). _Rome, you herds, you! boils_ Hanmer. _Rome! Unheard of boils_ Collier (Collier MS.) See note (III).

[2647] _If you'll ... As they_] As one line, S. Walker conj., reading _follow'd_ in line 42.

[2648] _trenches followed._] F₂ F₃ F₄. _trenches followes._ F₁. _trenches follow._ Collier (ed. 1). _trenches. Follow!_ Collier (ed. 2). _trenches: follow me._ Lettsom conj. _trenches._ [Follows.] Anon. conj.

[2649] Another ... gates.] Edd. Another Alarum, and Martius ... gates, and is shut in. Ff. Alarums. The Fight renew'd. Enter, in Retire towards their city, the Volcians; Marcius, and the Romans, pressing them. Capell.

[2650] [Enters....] Enter the Gati. F₁. Enter the Gates. F₂ F₃ F₄. Charges the flying enemy: Enters the Gates with them; and is shut in. Capell.

[2651] Marcius ... in.] Dyce. The Gates are closed. Staunton.

[2652] _the pot_] _pot_ Seymour conj. _the port_ Collier (Collier MS.)

Re-enter....] Dyce. Enter.... Ff.

[2653] _Clapp'd_] _Clapt_ Ff. _Clap_ Anon. conj.

[2654] _sensibly outdares_] _sensible, outdoes_ Theobald (Thirlby conj.) _sensible, out-dares_ Johnson.

[2655] _stands_] Rowe. _stand'st_ Ff.

_art left,_] _art lost,_ Singer (Collier). _price-less_ Badham conj. _art reft,_ Nicholson conj.

[2656] _Were_] F₃ F₄. _Weare_ F₁ F₂.

[2657] _Cato's_] Theobald (from Plutarch). _Calues_ (ital.) F₁. _Calves_ (ital.) F₂ F₃ F₄. _Calvus_ Rowe. _Calvus'_ Pope.

[2658] _percussion_] _percussions_ Pope. _thy_] _the_ Rowe (ed. 1).

[2659] Re-enter....] Capell. Enter.... Ff.

[2660] SCENE V.] Capell. Scene continued in Ff, Rowe, Pope, &c.

Within Corioli. A street] Within the Town. A Street. Capell.

[2661] [Exeunt. Ff. Omitted by Theobald.

Titus Lartius] Titus Ff. Titus, officers &c. Capell.

[2662] _hours_] _honours_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2663] _drachma_] Singer. _drachme_ F₁ F₂. _drachm_ F₃ F₄.

[2664] _To him!_] _To him;_ Pope. _To him,_ F₃ F₄. _To him_ F₁ F₂.

[2665] _haste_] _haffe_ F₂.

[2666] _violent For a_] _violent for A_ Capell.

[2667] _Than ... I will appear_] _Than dangerous: to Aufidius thus will I Appear_ Steevens conj. (misquoting Hanmer).

_Than ... fight_] Arranged as by Capell. As one line in Ff. Two lines, the first ending _me,_ in Pope.

[2668] _to me_] om. Hanmer, reading _Than ... I will_ as one line.

[2669] _thy_] _the_ S. Walker conj.

[2670] _those_] _to those_ Hanmer.

[2671] _Marcius!_] Capell. _Martius,_ Ff. _Marius,_ Pope (ed. 2). _Martius,--_ Hanmer. _Martius._ Johnson.

[Exit Marcius] Capell. om. Ff.

[2672] [To the Trumpet. Hanmer.

[2673] _o' the_] _o' th'_ F₄. _a' th'_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _of the_ Capell.

[2674] SCENE VI.] Capell. SCENE IX. Pope. Rowe continues the Scene.

Near the camp....] Capell. The Roman Camp. Pope.

[2675] _struck_] F₄. _strooke_ F₁ F₂. _strook_ F₃.

[2676] _Ye_] Hanmer. _The_ Ff.

[2677] Enter....] Ff, after _news?_

[2678] _trenches_] _trenbhes_ F₂.

[2679] _speak’st_] Rowe (ed. 2). _speakest_ Ff.

_truth_] _true_ Capell.

[2680] _briefly we_] _briefly, we_ Theobald.

[2681] _thy_] _the_ Rowe.

[2682] Enter Marcius.] Ff. Transferred by Dyce to follow _man_, line 27.

[2683] _Before-time_] Hanmer. _Before time_ Ff.

Mar.] Mar. [within.] Dyce.

[2684] _Marcius'_] _Marcius's_ F₄.

[2685] _man_] _man's_ Hanmer.

[2686] _ye_] Ff. _you_ Capell.

[2687] _In arms_] _I armes_ F₂. _I am_ Long MS.

[2688] _woo'd; in heart As_] Theobald (Thirlby conj.) _woo'd in heart; As_ Ff.

[2689] _Flower ... Lartius?_] As in Pope. One line in Ff.

[2690] _is't_] _i't_ F₂.

[2691] _slip_] _ship_ F₂.

[2692] _truth: but for our gentlemen,_] _truth but for our gentlemen._ Anon. conj.

[2693] _plague_] _plague on't_ Hanmer.

[2694] _think._] _thinke:_ Ff. _think--_ Rowe. _think it._ Collier (Collier MS.)

[2695] _o' the_] _o' th'_ F₄. _a' th'_ F₃. _a' th_ F₁. _a th'_ F₂.

[2696] _Marcius ... purpose._] As by Capell. Two lines, the first ending _fought,_ in Ff.

[2697] _purpose_] _propose_ F₂. _purposes_ Collier (Collier MS.), arranging as in Ff.

[2698] _How.... They have_] _How.... they Have_ Rowe (ed. 2). Prose in Rowe (ed. 1).

[2699] _which_] Malone. _w_ F₁. _what_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[2700] _Antiates_] Pope. _Ancients_ Ff.

[2701] _By the blood ... Antiates_] Arranged as by Pope. As four lines in Ff, ending _together, ... made ... set me ... Antiats_.

[2702] _we have ... We have_] _w’ave ... W'ave_ Pope.

[2703] _hour._] _hour.--_ Rowe.

[2704] _most are_] Ff. _are most_ Capell.

[2705] _Lesser_] F₃ F₄. _Lessen_ F₁ F₂. _Less for_ Rowe. _Less in_ Jackson conj.

_than_] _that_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2706] _so many so_] _many if so_ Pope.

[2707] _O, me alone!_] _Oh me alone,_ Ff. _Let me alone_ Heath conj. _Come! along!_ Singer. _O, come along!_ Id. conj. _Of me alone?_ Collier (ed. 2). _O, me aloft!_ Leo conj. _O, me alone?_ Lloyd conj.

_of me?_] Capell. _of me:_ Ff.

[2708] _Shield_] _Shiels_ F₂.

[2709] _Though ... the rest_] Arranged as by Boswell. The line ends at _from all:_ in Ff.

_from all_] om. Hanmer, reading as one line _Though ... rest._

[2710] _to march And four_] _march before; And I_ Collier (Collier MS.)

[2711] _And four shall_] F₃ F₄. _And foure shall_ F₁ F₂. _And I shall_ Capell conj. _And so I shall_ Heath conj. _And foes shall_ Jackson conj. _An hour shall_ Mitford conj. _And some shall_ Singer. _Before, shall_ Leo conj. _And forth shall_ Keightley. _Ardour shall_ Anon. conj.

_And ... quickly_] _And forestal quickly;_ Bullock conj.

[2712] _four ... my ... best_] _fear ... of my ... least_ Johnson conj.

[2713] SCENE VII.] Capell. SCENE X. Pope.

The gates of Corioli.] Capell. Corioli. Pope.

[2714] _I have set them_] _they’re set_ Seymour conj.

[2715] _centuries_] _centries_ Theobald. _sentries_ Johnson.

[2716] _We cannot ... come_] As two lines, the first ending _Hence,_ S. Walker conj.

[2717] _Hence_] _Hence then_ Keightley.

_upon 's_] _upon us_ Capell.

[2718] [Exeunt.] Pope (ed. 2). Exit. Ff.

[2719] SCENE VIII.] Capell. SCENE XI. Pope.

A field....] Capell. The Roman camp. Pope.

Enter....] Capell. Enter Martius and Auffidius at several doores. Ff.

[2720] _owns_] _owes_ Seymour conj.

[2721] _fame and envy_] Ff. _fame, and envy_ Theobald. _fame I envy_ Collier (Collier MS.) _fame I hate and envy_ Staunton conj.

[2722] _Fix thy foot._ Mar. _Let_] Mar. _Fix thy foot. Let_ Nicholson conj.

[2723] _If ... hare_] Arranged as by Theobald. One line in Ff.

[2724] _Holloa_] _hollow_ Ff. _Halloo_ Warburton.

_Tullus_] om. Steevens conj.

[2725] _Wert ... Hector_] _Wilt thou hector?_ Jackson conj.

[2726] [They fight....] Here they fight.... Ff.

... in the aid....] Ff.... to the aid.... Rowe.

[2727] _condemned_] _contemned_ Johnson conj.

_seconds_] _seconding_ Hanmer. _second_ Mason conj.

[Exeunt] om. Ff. Exeunt fighting, driven in by Marcius. Alarum. Retreat. Capell.

[2728] SCENE IX.] Capell. Pope continues the Scene.

Enter, from one side ... from the other side....] Enter at one Doore.... At another Doore.... Ff.

scarf.] scarf, and other Romans. Capell.

[2729] _Thou'ldst_] Grant White (Capell conj.) _Thou't_ F₁ F₂ F₃. _Thou'lt_ F₄.

[2730] _Where_] _Were_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2731] _plebeians_] F₄. _Plebeans_ F₁ F₂ F₃.

[2732] Enter Titus Lartius.] Enter Titus.... Ff.

[2733] _caparison_] _caparisons_ Capell.

[2734] _beheld_] _behold_ F₂.

[2735] _my mother, Who ... blood_] Arranged as by Pope. One line in Ff.

[2736] _When ... country_] Arranged as by Hanmer, who reads _have also been_ for _have been_ in line 17. In Ff the lines end _grieves me: ... I can, ... countrey_.

[2737] _You ... traducement_] Arranged as by Pope. In Ff the lines end _deserving, ... owne: ... theft, ... traducement._

[2738] _we have_] _we've_ Hanmer.

_good, and good store_] _store, and good_ Seymour conj.

_store, of all_] Rowe, _store of all,_ Ff.

[2739] _this field_] Ff. _the field_ Rowe.

[2740] _Before ... at_] As in Theobald. In Ff the line ends at _distribution_.

[2741] _at Your only_] _At your own_ Hanmer.

[2742] _beheld_] _upheld_ Capell.

[2743] See note (IV)

[2744] _let_] om. Seymour conj.

_courts and_] F₁ F₃ F₄. _cours and_ F₂. _camps, as_ Theobald (Warburton).

[2745] _be Made ... soothing_] As in Ff. One line in Pope.

[2746] _all of_] F₁ F₂. _of all_ F₃ F₄.

[2747] _When_] _Where_ Knight.

_as the_] _as is the_ Anon. conj.

_silk_] _silks_ Collier conj.

_for_ Collier conj. _read_ Singer conj.

[2748] _him ... a coverture_ Steevens (1778), partly following Tyrwhitt. _him ... an overture_ Ff. _hymns ... An overture_ Theobald (Warburton). _this ... a coverture_ Tyrwhitt conj. _them ... an overture_ Knight. _it ... a coverture_ Collier, ed. 2 (Collier MS.) _him ... an ovation_ Staunton conj. _pipes ... An overture_ Keightley. _him ... a vesture_ Nicholson conj. _his ... a nurture_ Anon. conj.

[2749] _Let him ... I say_] _let him, I say, Be made a coverture for the wars no more_ Badham conj.

[2750] _more, I_] F₄. _more I_ F₁ F₂ F₃.

[2751] _You ... hyperbolical_] As in Knight. One line in Ff.

[2752] _shout_] F₄. _shoot_ F₁ F₂ F₃.

[2753] _give_] _give't_ Heath conj.

[2754] _'gainst_] F₁. _against_ F₂ F₃ F₄.

[2755] _give him_] Ff. _give to him_ Rowe.

[2756] _Caius ... ever_] As by Steevens (1793). One line in Ff. Johnson reads _Bear ... ever_ as a separate line.

[2757] _Caius Marcius_] _Caius Martius_ Rowe. _Marcus Caius_ F₁ F₂. _Martius Caius_ F₃ F₄.

[2758] All.] Omnes. Ff.

[2759] Cor.] Steevens. Mar. Ff.

[2760] _fairness_] _fulness_ Seymour conj. _farness_ Becket conj. _fairest_ Anon. conj.

[2761] _Where, ere_] _Where, e're_ F₄. _Where ere_ F₁ F₂ F₃.

[2762] _The gods ... general_] Arranged as by Hanmer. In Ff the first two lines end _me: ... gifts_.

[2763] _now_] _but now_ Rowe.

[2764] _Of my ... kindly_] As four lines, ending _What is't? ... lay ... house ... kindly,_ S. Walker conj., or _general ... lay ... house ... kindly,_ Id. conj., reading _Take it_.

[2765] _Take 't_] _Take it_ Johnson.

[2766] _At a poor_] _And at a poor_ Hanmer. _At a most poor_ Capell.

_man's_] _Volce's_ Seymour conj.

_kindly_] _very kindly_ Keightley.

[2767] _I am_] _I'm_ Hanmer.

[2768] SCENE X.] Capell. SCENE XII. Pope.

The camp....] The Camp of the Volsci. Pope.

[2769] _The town ... back_] As one line, S. Walker conj.

[2770] First Sol.] 1. S. Capell. Soul. or Sol. Ff.

[2771] _Volsce_] _Volce_ F₁ F₂. _Volcie_ F₃. _Volscie_ F₄. _Volscian_ Pope.

[2772] _As_] F₁ F₄. _And_ F₂ F₃.

[2773] _sword, ... way,_] _sword, ... way;_ Pope. _sword: ... way,_ Ff.

_potch_] F₃ F₄. _potche_ F₁ F₂. _poach_ Grant White (Heath conj.)

[2774] _valour's_] _valor's_ F₃ F₄. _valors_ F₁ F₂.

[2775] _valour's ... him; for_] _valour (poison'd ... him) for him_ Pope.

[2776] _With ... by him;_] _Which ... by him,_ Mason conj.

[2777] _Shall_] _'T shall_ Collier MS.

_nor_] _not_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[2778] _sick_] _seek_ Long MS.

[2779] _Embarquements_] Ff. _Embarkments_ Rowe. _Embankments_ Hanmer. _Embarrments_ Warburton. _Embargments_ Heath conj.

[2780] _brother's guard_] _household hearth_ Keightley conj.

[2781] _cypress_] Rowe. _cyprus_ Ff.

[2782] _mills_] _mils_ F₁ F₂. _mill_ F₃ F₄. _a mile_ Tyrwhitt conj.

[2783] [Exeunt.] Rowe. om. Ff.