Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1608 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi · 499 words
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The service of the foot Being once gangrened, is not then respected For what before it was. we'll hear no more: Pursue him to his house, and pluck him thence, Lest his infection being of catching nature, Spread further. One word more, one word: This Tiger-footed-rage, when it shall find The harm of vnskan'd swiftness, will (too late) Tie Leaden pounds too's heels. Proceed by Process, Lest parties (as he is beloved) break out, And sack great Rome with Romans. If it were so? What do ye talk? Have we not had a taste of his Obedience? Our Aediles smote: ourselves resisted: come. Consider this: He has been bred i' th' Wars Since a could draw a Sword, and is ill schooled In bolted Language: Meal and Bran together He throws without distinction. Give me leave, I'll go to him, and undertake to bring him in peace, Where he shall answer by a lawful Form (In peace) to his utmost peril. Noble Tribunes, It is the humane way: the other course Will prove to bloody: and the end of it, Unknown to the Beginning. Noble Menenius, be you then as the people's officer: Masters, lay down your Weapons. Go not home. Meet on the Market place: we'll attend you there: Where if you bring not Martius, we'll proceed In our first way. I'll bring him to you. Let me desire your company: he must come, Or what is worst will follow. Pray you let's to him. Let them pull all about mine ears, present me Death on the Wheel, or at wild Horses heels, Or pile ten hills on the Tarpeian Rock, That the precipitation might down stretch Below the beam of sight; yet will I still Be thus to them. You do the Nobler. I muse my Mother Does not approve me further, who was wont To call them woollen Vassals, things created To buy and sell with Groats, to show bare heads In Congregations, to yawn, be still, and wonder, When one but of my ordinance stood up To speak of Peace, or War. I talk of you, Why did you wish me milder? Would you have me False to my Nature? Rather say, I play The man I am. Oh sir, sir, sir, I would have had you put your power well on Before you had worn it out. Let go. You might have been enough the man you are, With striving less to be so: Lesser had been The things of your dispositions, if You had not showed them how ye were disposed Ere they lacked power to cross you. Let them hang. I, and burn too. Come, come, you have been too rough, something too rough: you must return, and mend it. There's no remedy, Unless by not so doing, our good City Cleave in the midst, and perish. Pray be counselled; I have a heart as little apt as yours, But yet a brain, that leads my use of Anger To better vantage.
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The ſeruice of the foote Being once gangren'd, is not then reſpected For what before it was. Wee'l heare no more: Purſue him to his houſe, and plucke him thence, Leaſt his infection being of catching nature, Spred further. One word more, one word: This Tiger-footed-rage, when it ſhall find The harme of vnskan'd ſwiftneſſe, will (too late) Tye Leaden pounds too's heeles. Proceed by Proceſſe, Leaſt parties (as he is belou'd) breake out, And ſacke great Rome with Romanes. If it were ſo? What do ye talke? Haue we not had a taſte of his Obedience? Our Ediles ſmot: our ſelues reſiſted: come. Conſider this: He ha's bin bred i' th' Warres Since a could draw a Sword, and is ill ſchool'd In boulted Language: Meale and Bran together He throwes without diſtinction. Giue me leaue, Ile go to him, and vndertake to bring him in peace, Where he ſhall anſwer by a lawfull Forme (In peace) to his vtmoſt perill. Noble Tribunes, It is the humane way: the other courſe Will proue to bloody: and the end of it, Vnknowne to the Beginning. Noble Menenius, be you then as the peoples officer: Maſters, lay downe your Weapons. Go not home. Meet on the Market place: wee'l attend you there: Where if you bring not Martius, wee'l proceede In our firſt way. Ile bring him to you. Let me deſire your company: he muſt come, Or what is worſt will follow. Pray you let's to him. Let them pull all about mine eares, preſent me Death on the Wheele, or at wilde Horſes heeles, Or pile ten hilles on the Tarpeian Rocke, That the precipitation might downe ſtretch Below the beame of ſight; yet will I ſtill Be thus to them. You do the Nobler. I muſe my Mother Do's not approue me further, who was wont To call them Wollen Vaſſailes, things created To buy and ſell with Groats, to ſhew bare heads In Congregations, to yawne, be ſtill, and wonder, When one but of my ordinance ſtood vp To ſpeake of Peace, or Warre. I talke of you, Why did you wiſh me milder? Would you haue me Falſe to my Nature? Rather ſay, I play The man I am. Oh ſir, ſir, ſir, I would haue had you put your power well on Before you had worne it out. Let go. You might haue beene enough the man you are, With ſtriuing leſſe to be ſo: Leſſer had bin The things of your diſpoſitions, if You had not ſhew'd them how ye were diſpos'd Ere they lack'd power to croſſe you. Let them hang. I, and burne too. Come, come, you haue bin too rough, ſomthing too rough: you muſt returne, and mend it. There's no remedy, Vnleſſe by not ſo doing, our good Citie Cleaue in the midd'ſt, and periſh. Pray be counſail'd; I haue a heart as little apt as yours, But yet a braine, that leades my vſe of Anger To better vantage.