Com. I tell you, he does fit in gold, (1) his eye Red as 'twould burn Rome; and his injury Unless his noble mother, and his wife, For mercy to his country. Therefore, let's hence, SCENE II. The Volfcian Camp. Enter MENENIUS to the Watch or Guard. I Watch. Stay: Whence are you? 2 Watch. Stand, and go back. Men. You guard like men; 'tis well: But, by your leave, I am an officer of state, and come To speak with Coriolanus. I Watch. Whence ? Men. From Rome. 1 Wat. You may not pass, you must return: our general Will no more hear from thence. 2 Wat. You'll fee your Rome embrac'd with fire, before You'll speak with Coriolanus. Men. Good my friends, If you have heard your general talk of Rome, 1 Watch. Be it so; go back: the virtue of your name Is not here passable. Men. I tell thee, fellow, Thy general is my lover: I have been The book of his good acts, whence men have read His fame unparallel'd, haply, amplified; (1) He is inthroned in all the pomp and pride of imperial fplendour. JOH. (2) Here is, I think, a chasm. The speaker's purpose seems to be this: To yield to his conditions is ruin, and better cannot be obtained, fo that all hope is vain. ib. (3) A lot, is here a prize. ib. For I have ever verify'd my friends(4) I have tumbled past the throw; and in his praise 1 Watch. 'Faith, fir, if you had told as many lies in his behalf, as you have utter'd words in your own, you should not pass here: no, though it were as virtuous to lie, as to live chastely. Therefore, go back. Men. Pr'ythee, fellow, remember my name is Menenius, always factionary of the party of your general. 2 Watch. Howsoever you have been his liar, (as you fay you have) I am one that, telling true under him, must fay, you cannot pass. Therefore, go back. Men. Has he din'd, canst thou tell? for. I would not fpeak with him till after dinner. I Watch. You are a Roman, are you? I Watch. Then you should hate Rome, as he does. Can you, when you have push'd out of your gates the very defender of them, and, in a violent popular ignorance, given your enemy your shield, think to front his revenges with the easy groans of old women, the virginal palms of your daughters, or with the palfy'd interceffion of fuch a decay'd dotard as you feem to be? Can you think to blow out the intended fire your city is ready to flame in, with such weak breath as this? No, you are deceiv'd; therefore, back to Rome, and prepare for your execution: You are condemned; our general has fworn you out of reprieve and pardon. Men. Sirrah, if thy captain knew I were here, he would use me with estimation. 2 Watch. Come, my captain knows you not. Men. I mean, thy general. (4) Shakespeare's mighty talent in painting the manners is especially remarkable in this place. Menenius here, and Polonius in Hamlet, have much of the fame natural character. The difference is only accidental. The one was a fenator in a free ftate; and the other a courtier and minifter to a king; which two circumstances afforded, matter for that inimitable ridicule thrown over the character of Polonius. For the reft, there is an equal complaifance for those they follow; the fame difpofition to be a creature; the fame love of prate; the fame affectation of wisdom, and forwardness to be in business. WARB. I Watch. My general cares not for you. Back, I say, go; left I let forth your half pint of blood ;-back, that's the utmost of your having :-back. Men. Nay, but fellow, fellow, Enter CORIOLANUS, with AUFIDIUS. Cor. What's the matter? Men. Now, you companion, I'll say an errand for you: You shall know now, that I am in estimation; you shall perceive that a Jack gardant cannot office me from my fon Coriolanus: guess, by my entertainment with him, if thou stand'st not i'the state of hanging, or of some death more long in spectatorship, and crueller in fuffering: Behold now presently, and swoon for what's to come upon thee. The glorious Gods fit in hourly synod about thy particular profperity, and love thee no worse than thy old father Menenius does! Oh, my fon, my fon ! thou art preparing fire for us; look thee, here's water to quench it. I was hardly mov'd to come to thee: but being affured, none but myself could move thee, I have been blown out of our gates with fighs; and conjure thee to pardon Rome, and thy petitionary countrymen. The good Gods afsuage thy wrath, th, and turn the dregs of it upon this varlet here; this, who, like a block, hath denied my access to theeCor. Away! Men. How! away? Cor. Wife, mother, child, I know not. My affairs Are servanted to others: Though I owe My revenge properly, remiffion lies In Volscian breasts.(8) That we have been familiar, [Gives him a Letter. And would have sent it. Another word, Menenius, I will not hear thee speak. This man, Aufidius, Was my belov'd in Rome: yet thou behold'stAuf. You keep a constant temper. [Exeunt. (8) Though I have a peculiar right in revenge, in the power of-forgive ness the Volfcians are conjoined. JOH. Manent the Guard, and MENENIUS. I Watch. Now, fir, is your name Menenius? know the way home again. I Watch. Do you hear how we are shent for keeping your greatness back ?(9) 2 Watch. What cause, do you think, I have to swoon? Men. I neither care for the world, nor your general: For fuch things as you, I can scarce think there's any, you are so flight. He, that hath a will to die by himself, fears it not from another; let your general do his worst. For you, be what you are, long; and your mifery increase with your age! I say to you, as I was faid to, Away! [Exit. 1 Watch. A noble fellow, I warrant him. 2 Watch. The worthy fellow is our general : He is the rock, the oak not to be wind-shaken. [Exeunt. SCENE III. Re-enter CORIOLANUS and AUFIDIUS. Cor. We will before the walls of Rome to-morrow Auf. Only their ends You have respected; stopt your ears againft Cor. This last old man, Whom with a crack'd heart I have fent to Rome, (9) Shent-is brought to destruction. JOHNS. (1) i. e. How openly, how remotely from artifice or concealment. ibe Nor from the state, nor private friends, hereafter Shall I be tempted to infringe my vow [Shout within. Enter VIRGILIA, VOLUMNIA, VALERIA, young MAR- My wife comes foremost: then the honour'd mould [VOLUMNIA bows. As if Olympus on a mole-hill should Great Nature cries, Deny not.-Let the Volscians Be fuch a gofling to obey instinct; but stand And knew no other kin. Vir. My lord and husband ! Cor. These eyes are not the fame I wore in Rome.. Makes you think so.[2] Cor. Like a dull actor now, [2] Virgilia makes a voluntary mifinterpretation of her husband's words. He says, 'These eyes are not the same,' meaning, that he saw things with other eyes, or other dispositions. She lays hold on the word eyes, to turn his attention on their present appearance. JOHNS. [3] That is, by Juno, the guardian of marriage, and confequently the avenger of connubial perfidy. ib |