Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1608 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.84 · 469 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Stay: whence are you. Stand, and go back. You guard like men, 'tis well. But by your leave, I am an Officer of State, & come to speak with Coriolanus From whence? From Rome. You may not pass, you must return: our General will no more hear from thence. You'll see your Rome embraced with fire, before You'll speak with Coriolanus. Good my Friends, If you have heard your General talk of Rome, And of his Friends there, it is Lots to Blanks, My name hath touched your ears: it is Menenius. Be it so, go back: the virtue of your name, Is not here passable. I tell thee Fellow, Thy General is my Lover: I have been The book of his good Acts, whence men have read His Fame vnparolell'd, happily amplified: For I have ever verified my Friends, (Of whom he's chief) with all the size that verity Would without lapsing suffer: Nay, sometimes, Like to a Bowl upon a subtle ground I have tumbled past the throw: and in his praise Have (almost) stamped the Leasing. Therefore Fellow, I must have leave to pass. Faith Sir, if you had told as many lies in his behalf, as you have uttered words in your own, you should not pass here: no, though it were as virtuous to lie, as to live chastely. Therefore go back. Prithee fellow, remember my name is Menenius, always factionary on the party of your General. Howsoever you have been his Liar, as you say you have, I am one that telling true under him, must say you cannot pass. Therefore go back. Has he dined canst thou tell? For I would not speak with him, till after dinner. You are a Roman, are you? I am as thy General is. Then you should hate Rome, as he does. Can you, when you have pushed out 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 palsied intercession of such a decayed Dotant as you seem 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 deceived, therefore back to Rome, and prepare for your execution: you are condemned, our General has sworn you out of reprieve and pardon. Sirrah, if thy Captain knew I were here, He would use me with estimation. Come, my Captain knows you not. I mean thy General. My General cares not for you. Back I say, go: lest I let forth your half pint of blood. Back, that's the utmost of your having, back. Nay but Fellow, Fellow. What's the matter?
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Stay: whence are you. Stand, and go backe. You guard like men, 'tis well. But by your leaue, I am an Officer of State, & come to ſpeak with Coriolanus From whence? From Rome. You may not paſſe, you muſt returne: our Generall will no more heare from thence. You'l ſee your Rome embrac'd with fire, before You'l ſpeake with Coriolanus. Good my Friends, If you haue heard your Generall talke of Rome, And of his Friends there, it is Lots to Blankes, My name hath touch't your eares: it is Menenius. Be it ſo, go back: the vertue of your name, Is not heere paſſable. I tell thee Fellow, Thy Generall is my Louer: I haue beene The booke of his good Acts, whence men haue read His Fame vnparolell'd, happely amplified: For I haue euer verified my Friends▪ (Of whom hee's cheefe) with all the ſize that verity Would without lapſing ſuffer▪ Nay, ſometimes, Like to a Bowle vpon a ſubtle ground I haue tumbled paſt the throw: and in his praiſe Haue (almoſt) ſtampt the Leaſing. Therefore Fellow, I muſt haue leaue to paſſe. Faith Sir, if you had told as many lies in his behalfe, as you haue vttered words in your owne, you ſhould not paſſe heere: no, though it were as vertuous to lye, as to liue chaſtly. Therefore go backe. Prythee fellow, remember my name is Menenius, alwayes factionary on the party of your Generall. Howſoeuer you haue bin his Lier, as you ſay you haue, I am one that telling true vnder him, muſt ſay you cannot paſſe. Therefore go backe. Ha's he din'd can'ſt thou tell? For I would not ſpeake with him, till after dinner. You are a Roman, are you? I am as thy Generall is. Then you ſhould hate Rome, as he do's. Can you, when you haue puſht out your gates, the very Defender of them, and in a violent popular ignorance, giuen your enemy your ſhield, thinke to front his reuenges with the eaſie groanes of old women, the Virginall Palms of your daughters, or with the palſied interceſſion of ſuch a decay'd Dotant as you ſeeme to be? Can you think to blow out the intended fire, your City is ready to flame in, with ſuch weake breath as this? No, you are deceiu'd, therfore backe to Rome, and prepare for your execution: you are condemn'd, our Generall has ſworne you out of repreeue and pardon. Sirra, if thy Captaine knew I were heere, He would vſe me with eſtimation. Come, my Captaine knowes you not. I meane thy Generall. My Generall cares not for you. Back I ſay, go: leaſt I let forth your halfe pinte of blood. Backe, that's the vtmoſt of your hauing, backe. Nay but Fellow, Fellow. What's the matter?