No Fear Act 5 Scene 3
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Shout within
A shout comes from offstage
Shall I be tempted to infringe my vow
In the same time ’tis made? I will not.
Shall I be tempted to break my vow in the same moment that I made it? I will not.
Enter in mourning habits, VIRGILIA, VOLUMNIA, leading young MARTIUS, VALERIA, and Attendants
VIRGILIA, VOLUMNIA, leading young MARTIUS, VALERIA, and attendants, enter, in mourning clothes.
My wife comes foremost; then the honour’d mould
25Wherein this trunk was framed, and in her hand
The grandchild to her blood. But, out, affection!
All bond and privilege of nature, break!
Let it be virtuous to be obstinate.
What is that curt’sy worth? or those doves’ eyes,
30Which can make gods forsworn? I melt, and am not
Of stronger earth than others. My mother bows;
As if Olympus to a molehill should
In supplication nod: and my young boy
Hath an aspect of intercession, which
35Great nature cries ‘Deny not.’ let the Volsces
Plough Rome and harrow Italy: I’ll never
Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand,
As if a man were author of himself
And knew no other kin.
Here comes my wife. Then my mother, the honorable mold from which I was cast. And in her hand, the grandchild of her blood. But affection be gone! And break all natural ties and obligations! Let it be virtuous to be unmovable.What is that curtsy worth? Or those doe eyes, which can make the gods break their vows? I melt, and I’m no stronger than anyone else. For my mother to bow to me is as if Mt. Olympus would plead before a molehill. And my young boy has an imploring look, which by nature I don’t want to deny. But let the Volsces destroy Rome and lay siege on Italy—I’ll never be so weak as to obey instinct. Instead I will stand firm, as if a man were his own creator and had no family.

VIRGILIA

40My lord and husband!

VIRGILIA

My lord and husband!

CORIOLANUS

These eyes are not the same I wore in Rome.

CORIOLANUS

Everything looks different to me since I left Rome.

VIRGILIA

The sorrow that delivers us thus changed
Makes you think so.

VIRGILIA

If we look different to you, it’s because our suffering has changed us.