ACT V.
Scene I. Rome. A public place.
Enter Menenius, Cominius, Sicinius and Brutus, the two Tribunes, and others.[3679]
Men. No, I'll not go: you hear what he hath said
Which was sometime his general, who loved him[3680]
In a most dear particular. He call'd me father:
But what o' that? Go, you that banish'd him;[3681]
A mile before his tent fall down, and knee[3681][3682] 5
The way into his mercy: nay, if he coy'd
To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home.
Com. He would not seem to know me.
Men. Do you hear?
Com. Yet one time he did call me by my name:
I urged our old acquaintance, and the drops 10
That we have bled together. Coriolanus
He would not answer to: forbad all names;
He was a kind of nothing, titleless,
Till he had forged himself a name o' the fire[3683]
Of burning Rome.
Men. Why, so: you have made good work![3684] 15
A pair of tribunes that have rack'd for Rome,[3685]
To make coals cheap: a noble memory![3686]
Com. I minded him how royal 'twas to pardon
When it was less expected: he replied,[3687]
It was a bare petition of a state[3688] 20
To one whom they had punish'd.