Rom. I am ioyfull to heare of their readinesse, and am the man I thinke, that shall set them in present Action. So sir, heartily well met, and most glad of your Company Volce. You take my part from me sir, I haue the most cause to be glad of yours Rom. Well, let vs go together. Exeunt. Enter Coriolanus in meane Apparrell, disguisd, and muffled. Corio. A goodly City is this Antium. Citty, 'Tis I that made thy Widdowes: Many an heyre Of these faire Edifices fore my Warres Haue I heard groane, and drop: Then know me not, Least that thy Wiues with Spits, and Boyes with stones In puny Battell slay me. Saue you sir. Enter a Citizen. Cit. And you Corio. Direct me, if it be your will, where great Auffidius lies: Is he in Antium? Cit. He is, and Feasts the Nobles of the State, at his house this night Corio. Which is his house, beseech you? Cit. This heere before you Corio. Thanke you sir, farewell. Exit Citizen Oh World, thy slippery turnes! Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosomes seemes to weare one heart, Whose Houres, whose Bed, whose Meale and Exercise Are still together: who Twin (as 'twere) in Loue, Vnseparable, shall within this houre, On a dissention of a Doit, breake out To bitterest Enmity: So fellest Foes, Whose Passions, and whose Plots haue broke their sleep To take the one the other, by some chance, Some tricke not worth an Egge, shall grow deere friends And inter-ioyne their yssues. So with me, My Birth-place haue I, and my loues vpon This Enemie Towne: Ile enter, if he slay me He does faire Iustice: if he giue me way, Ile do his Country Seruice. Enter. Musicke playes. Enter a Seruingman. 1 Ser. Wine, Wine, Wine: What seruice is heere? I thinke our Fellowes are asleepe. Enter another Seruingman. 2 Ser. Where's Cotus: my M[aster]. cals for him: Cotus. Exit Enter Coriolanus. Corio. A goodly House: The Feast smels well: but I appeare not like a Guest. Enter the first Seruingman. 1 Ser. What would you haue Friend? whence are you? Here's no place for you: pray go to the doore? Exit Corio. I haue deseru'd no better entertainment, in being Coriolanus. Enter second Seruant. 2 Ser. Whence are you sir? Ha's the Porter his eyes in his head, that he giues entrance to such Companions? Pray get you out Corio. Away 2 Ser. Away? Get you away Corio. Now th'art troublesome 2 Ser. Are you so braue: Ile haue you talkt with anon Enter 3 Seruingman, the 1 meets him. 3 What Fellowes this? 1 A strange one as euer I look'd on: I cannot get him out o'thhouse: Prythee call my Master to him 3 What haue you to do here fellow? Pray you auoid the house Corio. Let me but stand, I will not hurt your Harth 3 What are you? Corio. A Gentleman 3 A maru'llous poore one Corio. True, so I am 3 Pray you poore Gentleman, take vp some other station: Heere's no place for you, pray you auoid: Come Corio. Follow your Function, go, and batten on colde bits.