CORIOLANUS.
Give me thy hand.
Come.
[Exeunt.]
SCENE II. Rome. A street near the gate
Enter two Tribunes, Sicinius, Brutus with the Aedile.
SICINIUS.
Bid them all home. He’s gone, and we’ll no further.
The nobility are vexed, whom we see have sided
In his behalf.
BRUTUS.
Now we have shown our power,
Let us seem humbler after it is done
Than when it was a-doing.
SICINIUS.
Bid them home.
Say their great enemy is gone, and they
Stand in their ancient strength.
BRUTUS.
Dismiss them home.
[Exit Aedile.]
Here comes his mother.