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Coriolanus

Act I, Scene 3

Rome. A room in Martius' house.
 
[Enter VOLUMNIA and VIRGILIA they set them down on two low stools, and sew]
 
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 honor 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 honor 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 man.
 
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 Martius, 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 hus|band's drum:
       ,          ,       ,  2      ,             ,
      See him | pluck Au|fidius | down by | the hair,
            ,    ,      2      ,          ,         ,     2
      (As chil|dren from a | bear) the | Volces | shunning him:
           ,     ,    2        T     T    .    T     __
      Methinks | I see him | stamp thus, and call | thus:   ??
            ,        ,         ,          ,         ,
      Come^on | you cow|ards, you | were got | in fear
         ,                ,         ,          ,       ,
      Though you | were born | in Rome;| his bloo|dy brow
                    ,     ,          ,         ,          ,
      With his / mailed hand | then wi|ping, forth | he goes
        ,          ,        ,              ,         ,
      Like to | a har|vest-man,| that's tasked | to mow
          ,         ,          ,
      Or all,| or lose | his hire.  \\
 
VIRGILIA
            ,       ,       ,          ,   ,
      His bloo|dy brow?| O Ju|piter,/ no blood.
 
VOLUMNIA
        ,          ,         ,        ,        ,
      Away | you fool;| it more | becomes | a man
             ,         ,   ,            ,          ,  2
      Than gilt | his tro|phy: the | breasts of | Hecuba*,
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      When she | did suckle | Hector,| looked not^|lovelier
            ,          ,    ,      2       T    T     T
      Than Hec|tor's fore|head when it | spit forth blood
          ,         ,         ,          ,       ,   2 ->
      At Gre|cian sword.| Contem|ning, tell | Vale||ria,
       ,        ,        ,         ,        o
      We | are fit | to bid | her wel|come.
 
[Exit Gentlewoman]
 
VIRGILIA
       ,          ,          ,           ,      ,  2
      Heavens | bless my | lord from | fell Au|fidius.
 
VOLUMNIA
              ,       ,         ,       ,          ,
      He'll beat | Aufi|dius' head | below | his knee
            ,       ,          ,
      And tread | upon | his neck.  \\
 
[Enter VALERIA, with an Usher and Gentlewoman]
 
VALERIA
My ladies both good day to you.
 
VOLUMNIA
Sweet madam.
 
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
On my word, the father's son: I'll swear,'tis a very pretty boy. On my troth, I looked upon him on 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 it!
 
VOLUMNIA
One on his 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 housewife 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 labor, 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.
 
VIRGILIA
Indeed, madam?
 
VALERIA
In earnest it's true; I heard a senator speak it. Thus it is: the Volces 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 honor; and so, I pray, go with us.
 
VIRGILIA
Give me excuse, good madam; I will obey you in every thing hereafter.
 
VOLUMNIA
       ,           ,     ,         ,        ,
      Let her | alone | lady,| as she | is now,
       ,          ,       ,          ,        ___
      She will | but di|sease our | better | mirth.
 
VALERIA
           ,         ,           ,
      In troth,| I think | she would.
        ,          ,            T    T    T      ,
      Fare you | well then*.| Come good sweet | lady.
       ,     2     , 2      ,         ,          ,          ,
      Prithee Vir|gilia,| turn thy | solem|ness out || of door.
           ,      ,        2
      And go | along | with us.
 
VIRGILIA
                                 ,
                                No   (match tri from above?)
        2    ,     ,          ,        ,    ___
      At a word | madam,| indeed | I must | not,
          ,          ,      T
      I wish | you much | mirth.
 
VALERIA
                                   T     T          ,
                                 Well, then | farewell.
 
[Exeunt]

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