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    Scorn is in the aspect of Volumnia while she replies , * Away ^ ou fool ! It more becomes a man Than gilt his trophy . The breasts of Hecuba , When she did suckle Hector , looked not lovelier Than Hector ' s forehead , when it spit forth blood At Grecian swords contending . '

    Verily I could be well content never to be linked to woman rather than she should be such an one . The same spirit inhabited Tullia when she bade the charioteer drive over the corse of her parent . And yet the basis of that spirit was energy , and it might have been trained to work good as readily as evil . A steamengine ,, while bursting , is a fearful thing , yet steam power is a

    most glorious servant when properly guided and applied to human uses . But how thoroughly illogical and absurd is the exclamation of Virgilia about the blood . The idea of her husband killing hundreds of his fellows like harvest work , she can contemplate calmly enough , but the thought of blood flowing from scratches on her husband ' s brow is perfectly terrific to her . It is a nervous

    weakness , like that of being frightened at a rat or a mouse , which is the case with many fine ladies , who at the same time can run in debt and starve their creditors , or encourage election bribery , or smile upon red-coated men , whose trade it is to slaughter their fellows , and all this without a thought of the many ramifications of misery which are the result . *

    In the midst of their discourse Valeria enters , who is the very sample of an inveterate gossip , without either feeling or energy , save when her business is to flatter in order to keep well with her acquaintances . Coriolanus was surely disposed to be ironical when in another place he calls her ,

    The noble sister of Publicola ; The moon of Rome ; chaste as the icicle That's curded by the frost from purest snow , And hangs on Dian ' s temple / I have seen such women , and so doubtless have you , reader , who take credit to themselves for virtue , in this sense , because they have little else for which to take credit . The lady gossip asks Virgilia ,

    * How does your little son 7 Whereat Volumnia takes occasion to remark , that * He had rather see the swords and hear a drum , than look upon his schoolmaster . ' Doubtless he would : she had trained him to it , and done what in her lay to confirm him a savage . Valeria will give proof :

    • I saw him run after a gilded butterfly ; and when he caught it , he let it go again ; and after it again ; arid over and over he comes , and up again ; catched it again ; or whether his fall enraged him , or how ' twas , he did bo set his teeth and tear it ; oh ! I warrant him he mammocked it , '

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    Coriolanus no Aristocrat . 53

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1834, page 53, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2629/page/55/