Enter VOLUMNIA and VIRGILIA they
set them down
|VOLUMNIA||I pray you, daughter, sing; or express yourself in a
more comfortable sort: if my son were my husband, I
should freelier rejoice in that absence wherein he
won honour than in the embracements of his bed where
he would show most love. When yet he was but
tender-bodied and the only son of my womb, when
youth with comeliness plucked all gaze his way, when
for a day of kings' entreaties a mother should not
sell him an hour from her beholding, I, considering
how honour would become such a person. that it was
no better than picture-like to hang by the wall, if
renown made it not stir, was pleased to let him seek
danger where he was like to find fame. To a cruel
war I sent him; from whence he returned, his brows
bound with oak. I tell thee, daughter, I sprang not
more in joy at first hearing he was a man-child
than now in first seeing he had proved himself a
|VIRGILIA||But had he died in the business, madam; how then?|
|VOLUMNIA||Then his good report should have been my son; I
therein would have found issue. Hear me profess
sincerely: had I a dozen sons, each in my love
alike and none less dear than thine and my good
Marcius, I had rather had eleven die nobly for their
country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action.
|[Enter a Gentlewoman]|
|Gentlewoman||Madam, the Lady Valeria is come to visit you.|
|VIRGILIA||Beseech you, give me leave to retire myself.|
|VOLUMNIA||Indeed, you shall not.
Methinks I hear hither your husband's drum,
See him pluck Aufidius down by the hair,
As children from a bear, the Volsces shunning him:
Methinks I see him stamp thus, and call thus:
'Come on, you cowards! you were got in fear,
Though you were born in Rome:' his bloody brow
With his mail'd hand then wiping, forth he goes,
Like to a harvest-man that's task'd to mow
Or all or lose his hire.
|VIRGILIA||His bloody brow! O Jupiter, no blood!|
|VOLUMNIA||Away, you fool! it more becomes a man
Than gilt his trophy: the breasts of Hecuba,
When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier
Than Hector's forehead when it spit forth blood
At Grecian sword, contemning. Tell Valeria,
We are fit to bid her welcome.
|VIRGILIA||Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius!|
|VOLUMNIA||He'll beat Aufidius 'head below his knee
And tread upon his neck.
|[Enter VALERIA, with an Usher and Gentlewoman]|
|VALERIA||My ladies both, good day to you.|
|VIRGILIA||I am glad to see your ladyship.|
|VALERIA||How do you both? you are manifest house-keepers.
What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good
faith. How does your little son?
|VIRGILIA||I thank your ladyship; well, good madam.|
|VOLUMNIA||He had rather see the swords, and hear a drum, than
look upon his school-master.
|VALERIA||O' my word, the father's son: I'll swear,'tis a
very pretty boy. O' my troth, I looked upon him o'
Wednesday half an hour together: has such a
confirmed countenance. I saw him run after a gilded
butterfly: and when he caught it, he let it go
again; and after it again; and over and over he
comes, and again; catched it again; or whether his
fall enraged him, or how 'twas, he did so set his
teeth and tear it; O, I warrant it, how he mammocked
|VOLUMNIA||One on 's father's moods.|
|VALERIA||Indeed, la, 'tis a noble child.|
|VIRGILIA||A crack, madam.|
|VALERIA||Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must have you play
the idle husewife with me this afternoon.
|VIRGILIA||No, good madam; I will not out of doors.|
|VALERIA||Not out of doors!|
|VOLUMNIA||She shall, she shall.|
|VIRGILIA||Indeed, no, by your patience; I'll not over the
threshold till my lord return from the wars.
|VALERIA||Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably: come,
you must go visit the good lady that lies in.
|VIRGILIA||I will wish her speedy strength, and visit her with
my prayers; but I cannot go thither.
|VOLUMNIA||Why, I pray you?|
|VIRGILIA||'Tis not to save labour, nor that I want love.|
|VALERIA||You would be another Penelope: yet, they say, all
the yarn she spun in Ulysses' absence did but fill
Ithaca full of moths. Come; I would your cambric
were sensible as your finger, that you might leave
pricking it for pity. Come, you shall go with us.
|VIRGILIA||No, good madam, pardon me; indeed, I will not forth.|
|VALERIA||In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you
excellent news of your husband.
|VIRGILIA||O, good madam, there can be none yet.|
|VALERIA||Verily, I do not jest with you; there came news from
him last night.
|VALERIA||In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator speak it.
Thus it is: the Volsces have an army forth; against
whom Cominius the general is gone, with one part of
our Roman power: your lord and Titus Lartius are set
down before their city Corioli; they nothing doubt
prevailing and to make it brief wars. This is true,
on mine honour; and so, I pray, go with us.
|VIRGILIA||Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey you in every
|VOLUMNIA||Let her alone, lady: as she is now, she will but
disease our better mirth.
|VALERIA||In troth, I think she would. Fare you well, then.
Come, good sweet lady. Prithee, Virgilia, turn thy
solemness out o' door. and go along with us.
|VIRGILIA||No, at a word, madam; indeed, I must not. I wish
you much mirth.
|VALERIA||Well, then, farewell.|
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|Full Text||Act III, Scene 3 The same. The Forum|
|Act I, Scene 1 Rome. A street.||Act IV, Scene 1 Rome. Before a gate of the city.|
|Act I, Scene 2 Corioli. The Senate house.||Act IV, Scene 2 The same. A street near the gate.|
|Act I, Scene 3 A room in Marcius' house.||Act IV, Scene 3 A highway between Rome and Antium/Act IV, Scene 4 Antium. Before Aufidius' house.|
|Act I, Scene 4 Before Corioli.||Act IV, Scene 5 The same. A hall in Aufidius's house.|
|Act I, Scene 5 Corioli. A street./Act I, Scene 6 Near the camp of Cominius.||Act IV, Scene 6 Rome. A public place.|
|Act I, Scene 7The gates of Corioli/Act I, Scene 8 A field of battle.||Act IV, Scene 7 A camp, at a small distance from Rome.|
|Act I, Scene 9 The Roman camp. /Act I, Scene 10 The camp of the Volsces.||Act V, Scene 1 Rome. A public place.|
|Act II, Scene 1 Rome. A public place.||Act V, Scene 2 Entrance of the Volscian camp before Rome. Two Sentinels on guard.|
|Act II, Scene 2 The same. The Capitol.||Act V, Scene 3 The tent of Coriolanus.|
|Act II, Scene 3 The same. The Forum.||Act V, Scene 4 Rome. A public place, /Act V, Scene 5 The Same. A street near the gate.|
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