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Act 3 Scene 3 Coriolanus’s Banishment
SIC.
For that he has 1
(As much as in him lies) from time to time
Envied against the people, seeking means
To pluck away their power, as now at last
Given hostile strokes, and that not in the presence
Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers 5
That doth distribute it—in the name a’ th’ people,
And in the power of us the tribunes, we,
Even from this instant, banish him our city,
In peril of precipitation
From off the rock Tarpeian, never more 10
To enter our Rome gates. I’ th’ people’s name,
I say it shall be so.
ALL PLEBEIANS.
It shall be so, it shall be so. Let him away!
He’s banish’d, and it shall be so.
COM.
Hear me, my masters, and my common friends— 15
SIC.
He’s sentenc’d; no more hearing.
COM.
Let me speak.
I have been consul, and can show for Rome
Her enemies’ marks upon me. I do love
My country’s good with a respect more tender, 20
More holy and profound, than mine own life,
My dear wive’s estimate, her womb’s increase
And treasure of my loins; then if I would
Speak that—
SIC.
We know your drift. Speak what? 25
BRU.
There’s no more to be said, but he is banish’d
As enemy to the people and his country.
It shall be so.
ALL PLEBEIANS.
It shall be so, it shall be so.
COR.
You common cry of curs, whose breath I hate 30
As reek a’ th’ rotten fens, whose loves I prize
As the dead carcasses of unburied men
That do corrupt my air—I banish you!
And here remain with your uncertainty!
Let every feeble rumor shake your hearts! 35
Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes,
Fan you into despair! Have the power still
To banish your defenders, till at length
Your ignorance (which finds not till it feels,
Making but reservation of yourselves, 40
Still your own foes) deliver you as most
Abated captives to some nation
That won you without blows! Despising,
For you, the city, thus I turn my back;
There is a world elsewhere. 45
