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Tyrannical power: if he evade us there,
Enforce him with his envy to the people,
And that the spoil got on the Antiates
Was ne'er distributed.
What, will he come?
AEdile:
He's coming.
BRUTUS:
How accompanied?
AEdile:
With old Menenius, and those senators
That always favour'd him.
SICINIUS:
Have you a catalogue
Of all the voices that we have procured
Set down by the poll?
AEdile:
I have; 'tis ready.
SICINIUS:
Have you collected them by tribes?
AEdile:
I have.
SICINIUS:
Assemble presently the people hither;
And when they bear me say 'It shall be so
I' the right and strength o' the commons,' be it either
For death, for fine, or banishment, then let them
If I say fine, cry 'Fine;' if death, cry 'Death.'
Insisting on the old prerogative
And power i' the truth o' the cause.
AEdile:
I shall inform them.
BRUTUS:
And when such time they have begun to cry,
Let them not cease, but with a din confused
Enforce the present execution
Of what we chance to sentence.
AEdile:
Very well.
SICINIUS:
Make them be strong and ready for this hint,
When we shall hap to give 't them.
BRUTUS:
Go about it.
Put him to choler straight: he hath been used
Ever to conquer, and to have his worth
Of contradiction: being once chafed, he cannot
Be rein'd again to temperance; then he speaks
What's in his heart; and that is there which looks
With us to break his neck.
SICINIUS:
Well, here he comes.
MENENIUS:
Calmly, I do beseech you.
CORIOLANUS:
Ay, as an ostler, that for the poorest piece
Will bear the knave by the volume. The honour'd gods
Keep Rome in safety, and the chairs of justice
Supplied with worthy men! plant love among 's!
Throng our large temples with the shows of peace,
And not our streets with war!
First Senator:
Amen, amen.
MENENIUS:
A noble wish.
SICINIUS:
Draw near, ye people.
AEdile:
List to your tribunes. Audience: peace, I say!
CORIOLANUS:
First, hear me speak.
Both Tribunes:
Well, say. Peace, ho!
CORIOLANUS:
Shall I be charged no further than this present?
Must all determine here?