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Coriolanus

Act IV, Scene 2

The same. A street near the gate.
 
[Enter SICINIUS, BRUTUS, and an Aedile]
 
SICINIUS
       ,               ,           ,          ,         ,       o
      Bid them | all home,| he's gone:| and we'll | no furth|er.
         2   ,    ,         ,       ,        ,          ,
      The nobil|ity | are vexed,| whom we | see have | sided   (hex with prev)
          ,        ,
      In his | behalf.
 
BRUTUS
                        ,              ,           x
                       Now we | have shown | our power,
       ,             ,        ,      ,        ,
      Let us | seem hum|bler aft|er it | is done,
             ,        ,       ,
      Than when | it was | a-do|ing.  \\
 
SICINIUS
       ,           ,                 ,      , 2         ,
      Bid them | home: say*| their great | enemy*| is gone,
            ,      ,               ,           ,      oo
      And they,| stand in | their an|cient strength.|
 
BRUTUS
          ,            ,           ,          ,       o
      Dismiss | them home.| Here comes | his moth|er.
 
SICINIUS
        T    T    T
      Let's not meet | her.
 
BRUTUS
                             ,
                            Why?
 
SICINIUS
                                        ,           ,
                                  They say | she's mad.
 
BRUTUS
        ,           ,    ,                  ,         ,
      They have | tane note / of us:| keep^on | your way.
 
[Enter VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, and MENENIUS]
 
VOLUMNIA
      __      T     T   T
      Oh | you're well met:  \\
            ,         ,       2      ,        ,            ,
      The hoard|ed plague | of the gods | requite | your love.
 
MENENIUS
        T      T     T    T   T   T    oo
      Peace, peace, be | not so loud.|
 
VOLUMNIA
       ,            ,           ,        ,             ,
      If that | I could | for weep|ing, you | should hear,
       ,          ,            ,           ,             ,
      Nay, and | you shall | hear some.| Will you | be gone?
 
VIRGILIA
                    ,   ,        ,        ,          x
      You shall / stay too:| I would | I had | the power
          ,     ,   2      ,
      To say | so to my | husband.
 
SICINIUS
                                        ,         ,
                                   Are you | mankind?
 
VOLUMNIA
       T    T    .   T        ,       ,               ,
      Aye fool, is that | a shame.| Note but | this fool,
       ,     2     ,        ,         ,            ,
      Was not a | man my | father?| Hadst thou | foxship*
          ,       ,            ,             ,           ,
      To ban|ish him | that struck | more* blows | for Rome
             ,          ,        ,
      Than thou | hast spok|en words.
 
SICINIUS
                                           ,         x
                                      Oh bles|sed heavens!
 
VOLUMNIA
            ,       ,          ,              ,    ,
      More nob|le blows,| than ev|er thou / wise words.
                   ,     ,           ,           ,         ,
      And for / Rome's good,| I'll tell | thee what:| yet go:
       ,     2         T     T   T        ,         ,
      Nay but thou | shalt stay too:| I would | my son
            ,     ,  2          ,    ,           x
      Were in | Arab|ia, and / thy tribe | before him,
            ,      ,              ,
      His good | sword in | his hand.
 
SICINIUS
                                             ,
                                      What then?
 
VIRGILIA
      <-       ,            ,        ,        ,        ,    ,
        What then?|| He'd make | an end | of thy | poster|ity.
 
VOLUMNIA
       ,              ,
      Bastards,| and all. \\
        T   T    .     T           ,          ,          ,
      Good man, the wounds | that he | does bear | for Rome!
 
MENENIUS
        T     T     T     oo
      Come, come, peace.|
 
SICINIUS
          ,         ,        ,       ,         ,      ->
      I would | he had | contin|ued to | his coun||try
       ,     2   ,         ,        ,         ,
      As | he began,| and not | unknit | himself
           ,       ,         ,
      The nob|le knot | he made.
 
BRUTUS
                                     ,         ,
                                 I would | he had.
 
VOLUMNIA
          ,         ,           ,         ,            x
      I would | he had?| 'Twas you | incensed | the rabble.
        ,                ,         ,      ,         ,
      Cats, that | can judge | as fit|ly of | his worth,
         ,    ,              ,             ,      x
      As I | can of | those mys|teries / which heaven
            ,           ,          ,
      Will not | have earth | to know.
 
BRUTUS
                                         ,           ,
                                       Pray | let's^go.
 
VOLUMNIA
            ,         ,          ,
      Now pray | sir get | you gone:
         2       ,    .   T     T    T         ,     ,
      You have done | a brave deed: Ere | you go,| hear this:
          ,         ,         ,    ,        ,
      As far | as doth | the cap|itol | exceed
            ,        ,          ,        ,        ,
      The mean|est house | in Rome;| so far | my son
            ,       ,         ,      ,             ,
      This la|dy's hus|band here;| this (do | you see)
        ,              ,           ,        ,         ,
      Whom you | have ban|ished, does | exceed | you all.
 
BRUTUS
              ,            ,        2
      Well* well,| we'll leave | you.
 
SICINIUS
                                            ,     ,   2      ,
                                      Why stay | we to be | baited
            ,           ,           ,
      With one | that wants | her wits.
 
VOLUMNIA
                                         ,          ,        2
                                       Take my | prayers with you.  ??
          ,           ,          ,        ,        ,
      I would | the gods | had noth|ing else | to do,
       ,    2      ,        ,         ,         ,
      But to con|firm my | curses.| Could I | meet 'em
            ,       ,     ,             ,         ,
      But once | a day,| it would | unclog | my heart
       .   T    T   T       x
      Of what lies hea|vy to it.
 
MENENIUS
                                    2       ,           ,
                                 You have told | them home,
           ,        ,        2       ,             ,          ,
      And by | my troth | you have cause:| you'll sup | with me?
 
VOLUMNIA
       ,             ,       ,      ,        ,
      Anger's | my meat:| I sup | upon | myself,
           ,            ,            ,         ,           ,
      And so | shall starve | with feed|ing: come,| let's^go:
        ,            ,    ,          2     ,       ,
      Leave this | faint pul/ing, and la|ment as | I do,
          ,       ,      ,      T     T     T
      In ang|er, Jun|o-like:| Come, come, come.
 
MENENIUS
       T    T    T
      Fie, fie, fie.  \\
 
[Exeunt]

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