Coriolanus

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 3 Scene 1

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MENENIUS

Pray you, be gone:
315I’ll try whether my old wit be in request
With those that have but little: this must be patch’d
With cloth of any colour.

MENENIUS

(to Coriolanus) Please, go now. I’ll try to reason with them, even though they’re unreasonable. We must try every possible solution to fix this problem.

COMINIUS

Nay, come away.

COMINIUS

Let’s go.
Exeunt CORIOLANUS, COMINIUS, and others
CORIOLANUS, COMINIUS, and others exit.

A PATRICIAN

This man has marr’d his fortune.

A NOBLEMAN

He has ruined himself.

MENENIUS

320His nature is too noble for the world:
He would not flatter Neptune for his trident,
Or Jove for’s power to thunder. His heart’s his mouth:
What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent;
And, being angry, does forget that ever
325He heard the name of death.

MENENIUS

His nature is too noble for the world. He wouldn’t flatter Neptune for his trident or Jove for his power to make thunder. He speaks his mind, and whatever he feels, he must express. And when he gets angry, he forgets that he can also be killed.
A noise within
A noise comes from offstage.
Here’s goodly work!
SECOND PATRICIAN
I would they were abed!
That was fast!
SECOND NOBLEMAN 
I wish they’d gotten away!

MENENIUS

I would they were in Tiber! What the vengeance!
330Could he not speak ’em fair?

MENENIUS

I wish they were in Tiber! What the hell! Couldn’t he talk them out of it?
Re-enter BRUTUS and SICINIUS, with the rabble
BRUTUS and SICINIUS reenter, with the rabble.

SICINIUS

Where is this viper
That would depopulate the city and
Be every man himself?

SICINIUS

Where is this traitor that would drive the people from the city and considers himself to be every man?