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first citizen:
we cannot, sir, we are undone already.
menenius:
i tell you, friends, most charitable care
have the patricians of you. for your wants,
your suffering in this dearth, you may as well
strike at the heaven with your staves as lift them
against the roman state, whose course will on
the way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs
of more strong link asunder than can ever
appear in your impediment. for the dearth,
the gods, not the patricians, make it, and
your knees to them, not arms, must help. alack,
you are transported by calamity
thither where more attends you, and you slander
the helms o' the state, who care for you like fathers,
when you curse them as enemies.
first citizen:
care for us! true, indeed! they ne'er cared for us
yet: suffer us to famish, and their store-houses
crammed with grain: make edicts for usury, to
support usurers: repeal daily any wholesome act
established against the rich, and provide more
piercing statutes daily, to chain up and restrain
the poor. if the wars eat us not up, they will: and
there's all the love they bear us.
menenius:
either you must
confess yourselves wondrous malicious,
or be accused of folly. i shall tell you
a pretty tale: it may be you have heard it:
but, since it serves my purpose, i will venture
to stale 't a little more.
first citizen:
well, i'll hear it, sir: yet you must not think to
fob off our disgrace with a tale: but, an 't please
you, deliver.
menenius:
there was a time when all the body's members
rebell'd against the belly, thus accused it:
that only like a gulf it did remain
i' the midst o' the body, idle and unactive,
still cupboarding the viand, never bearing
like labour with the rest, where the other instruments
did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel,
and, mutually participate, did minister
unto the appetite and affection common
of the whole body. the belly answer'd--
first citizen:
well, sir, what answer made the belly?
menenius:
sir, i shall tell you. with a kind of smile,
which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus--
for, look you, i may make the belly smile
as well as speak--it tauntingly replied
to the discontented members, the mutinous parts
that envied his receipt: even so most fitly
as you malign our senators for that
they are not such as you.
first citizen:
your belly's answer? what!
the kingly-crowned head, the vigilant eye,
the counsellor heart, the arm our soldier,
our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter.
with other muniments and petty helps
in this our fabric, if that they--
menenius:
what then?
'fore me, this fellow speaks! what then? what then?
first citizen:
should by the cormorant belly be restrain'd,
who is the sink o' the body,--
menenius:
well, what then?
first citizen:
the former agents, if they did complain,
what could the belly answer?
menenius:
i will tell you
if you'll bestow a small--of what you have little--
patience awhile, you'll hear the belly's answer.
first citizen:
ye're long about it.
menenius: