Cor. Hail, lords! I am return'd your soldier;[3896]
No more infected with my country's love
Than when I parted hence, but still subsisting
Under your great command. You are to know,
That prosperously I have attempted and 75
With bloody passage led your wars even to
The gates of Rome. Our spoils we have brought home[3897]
Do more than counterpoise a full third part[3897]
The charges of the action. We have made peace,[3898]
With no less honour to the Antiates 80
Than shame to the Romans: and we here deliver,[3899]
Subscribed by the consuls and patricians,[3900]
Together with the seal o' the senate, what[3901]
We have compounded on.
Auf. Read it not, noble lords;
But tell the traitor, in the highest degree 85
He hath abused your powers.
Cor. Traitor! how now!
Auf. Ay, traitor, Marcius!
Cor. Marcius!
Auf. Ay, Marcius, Caius Marcius: dost thou think
I'll grace thee with that robbery, thy stol'n name
Coriolanus, in Corioli? 90
You lords and heads o' the state, perfidiously[3901][3902]
He has betray'd your business, and given up,
For certain drops of salt, your city Rome,
I say 'your city,' to his wife and mother;
Breaking his oath and resolution, like 95
A twist of rotten silk; never admitting
Counsel o' the war; but at his nurse's tears[3901]
He whined and roar'd away your victory;
That pages blush'd at him and men of heart
Look'd wondering each at other.[3903]
Cor. Hear'st thou, Mars? 100
Auf. Name not the god, thou boy of tears!
Cor. Ha!
Auf. No more.[3904]