Act 3 — Scene II. A room in Coriolanus's house.

Cor. 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 5 Be thus to them. A Patrician. You do the nobler.[3276] Cor. I muse my mother[3277] Does not approve me further, who was wont[3278] To call them woollen vassals, things created[3279] To buy and sell with groats, to show bare heads 10 In congregations, to yawn, be still and wonder,[3280] When one but of my ordinance stood up To speak of peace or war.

I talk of you:[3281] Why did you wish me milder? would you have me False to my nature? Rather say, I play[3282] 15 The man I am.[3282] Vol. O, sir, sir, sir,[3283] I would have had you put your power well on, Before you had worn it out. Cor. Let go.[3284] Vol. You might have been enough the man you are, With striving less to be so: lesser had been[3285] 20 The thwartings of your dispositions, if[3286] You had not show'd them how ye were disposed[3287] Ere they lack'd power to cross you. Cor. Let them hang. Vol. Ay, and burn too.

Men. Come, come, you have been too rough, something too rough;[3288][3289]25 You must return and mend it.[3288] First Sen. There's no remedy;[3290] Unless, by not so doing, our good city Cleave in the midst, and perish. Vol. Pray, be counsell'd: I have a heart as little apt as yours,[3291] But yet a brain that leads my use of anger 30 To better vantage. Men. Well said, noble woman! Before he should thus stoop to the herd, but that[3292] The violent fit o' the time craves it as physic[3293] For the whole state, I would put mine armour on,[3294] Which I can scarcely bear. Cor. What must I do?[3295] 35 Men. Return to the tribunes.[3295] Cor. Well, what then? what then?[3295] Men. Repent what you have spoke.[3295] Cor. For them! I cannot do it to the gods;[3296] Must I then do't to them? Vol. You are too absolute; Though therein you can never be too noble, 40 But when extremities speak. I have heard you say,[3297] Honour and policy, like unsever'd friends, I' the war do grow together: grant that, and tell me, In peace what each of them by the other lose,[3298] That they combine not there. Cor. Tush, tush! Men. A good demand. 45 Vol. If it be honour in your wars to seem The same you are not, which, for your best ends, You adopt your policy, how is it less or worse,[3299] That it shall hold companionship in peace With honour, as in war, since that to both[3300] 50 It stands in like request? Cor. Why force you this? Vol. Because that now it lies you on to speak[3301][3302] To the people; not by your own instruction,[3301] Nor by the matter which your heart prompts you,[3301][3303] But with such words that are but roted in[3301][3304] 55 Your tongue, though but bastards and syllables[3301][3305] Of no allowance to your bosom's truth.[3306] Now, this no more dishonours you at all Than to take in a town with gentle words, Which else would put you to your fortune and 60 The hazard of much blood. I would dissemble with my nature, where My fortunes and my friends at stake required I should do so in honour. I am in this,[3307] Your wife, your son, these senators, the nobles;[3308] 65 And you will rather show our general louts How you can frown than spend a fawn upon 'em, For the inheritance of their loves and safeguard Of what that want might ruin. Men. Noble lady![3309] Come, go with us; speak fair: you may salve so, 70 Not what is dangerous present, but the loss[3310] Of what is past. Vol. I prithee now, my son, Go to them, with this bonnet in thy hand;[3311] And thus far having stretch'd it—here be with them—[3312][3313] Thy knee bussing the stones—for in such business[3312] 75 Action is eloquence, and the eyes of the ignorant More learned than the ears—waving thy head,[3314][3315][3316] Which often, thus, correcting thy stout heart,[3314][3316][3317][3318][3319] Now humble as the ripest mulberry[3318][3320] That will not hold the handling: or say to them,[3320][3321] 80 Thou art their soldier, and being bred in broils Hast not the soft way which, thou dost confess, Were fit for thee to use, as they to claim,[3322] In asking their good loves; but thou wilt frame Thyself, forsooth, hereafter theirs, so far 85 As thou hast power and person. Men. This but done, Even as she speaks, why, their hearts were yours;[3323] For they have pardons, being ask'd, as free As words to little purpose. Vol. Prithee now, Go, and be ruled: although I know thou hadst rather[3324] 90 Follow thine enemy in a fiery gulf Than flatter him in a bower.

Here is Cominius. Com. I have been i' the market-place; and, sir, 'tis fit[3325] You make strong party, or defend yourself[3326] By calmness or by absence: all's in anger. 95 Men. Only fair speech. Com. I think 'twill serve, if he[3327] Can thereto frame his spirit.[3327] Vol. He must, and will. Prithee now, say you will, and go about it. Cor. Must I go show them my unbarb'd sconce? must I,[3328][3329] With my base tongue, give to my noble heart[3329] 100 A lie, that it must bear? Well, I will do't:[3330] Yet, were there but this single plot to lose,[3331] This mould of Marcius, they to dust should grind it,[3332] And throw't against the wind. To the market-place! You have put me now to such a part, which never[3333] 105 I shall discharge to the life. Com. Come, come, we'll prompt you. Vol. I prithee now, sweet son, as thou hast said[3334] My praises made thee first a soldier, so, To have my praise for this, perform a part Thou hast not done before. Cor. Well, I must do't: 110 Away, my disposition, and possess me Some harlot's spirit! my throat of war be turn'd, Which quired with my drum, into a pipe[3335] Small as an eunuch, or the virgin voice[3336] That babies lulls asleep! the smiles of knaves[3337] 115 Tent in my cheeks, and schoolboys' tears take up The glasses of my sight! a beggar's tongue[3338] Make motion through my lips, and my arm'd knees, Who bow'd but in my stirrup, bend like his[3339] That hath received an alms! I will not do't; 120 Lest I surcease to honour mine own truth, And by my body's action teach my mind A most inherent baseness. Vol. At thy choice then: To beg of thee, it is my more dishonour Than thou of them. Come all to ruin: let 125 Thy mother rather feel thy pride than fear Thy dangerous stoutness, for I mock at death With as big heart as thou. Do as thou list. Thy valiantness was mine, thou suck'dst it from me,[3340] But owe thy pride thyself.[3341] Cor. Pray, be content: 130 Mother, I am going to the market-place;[3342] Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their loves, Cog their hearts from them and come home beloved Of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going: Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul; 135 Or never trust to what my tongue can do I' the way of flattery further. Vol. Do your will. [Exit.[3343] Com. Away! the tribunes do attend you: arm yourself To answer mildly; for they are prepared[3344] With accusations, as I hear, more strong 140 Than are upon you yet. Cor. The word is 'mildly.' Pray you, let us go: Let them accuse me by invention, I Will answer in mine honour. Men. Ay, but mildly. Cor. Well, mildly be it then. Mildly! [Exeunt.[3345] 145