3 CITIZEN

We have power in our selves to do it, but it is a power that we have no power to do: For, if he show us his wounds, and tell us his deeds, we are to put our tun gues into those wounds, and speak for them: So if he tell us his Noble deeds, we must also tell him our Noble ac ceptance of them. Ingratitude is monstrous, and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a Monster of the multitude; of the which, we being members, should bring our selves to be monstrous members. We have been called so of many, not that our heads are some brown, some black, some Abram, some bald; but that our wits are so diversely Coulord; and true lie I think, if all our wits were to issue out of one Scull, they would fly East, West, North, South, and their con sent of one direct way, should be at once to all the points of that Compass. Nay your wit will not so soon out as another men will, it's strongly wadg'd up in a blockhead: but if it were at liberty, 'twould sure Southward. Certainly, he flouted us downright. He said he had Wounds, Which he could show in private: And with his Hat, thus waving it in scorn, I would be Consul, says he: aged Custom, But by your Voices, will not so permit me. Your Voices therefore: when we granted that, Here was, I thank you for your Voices, thank you Your most sweet Voices: now you have left your Voices I have no further with you. Was not this mockery? He's not confirmed, we may deny him yet. To lose it self in a Fog, where being three parts melted away with rotten Dews, the fourth would return for Conscience sake, to help to get thee a Wife. Are you all resolved to give your voices? But that's no matter, the greater partly carries it, I say. If he would incline to the people, there was never a worthier man. Here he comes, and in the Gown of humility, mark his behaviour: we are not to stay altogether, but to come by him where he stands, by ones, by twoes, & by threes. He's to make his requests by particulars, wherein every one of us ha a single Honour, in giving him our own voiȝ ces with our own tongues, therefore follow me, and I'll direct you how you shall go by him. We do Sir, tell us what hath brought you too't. How not your own desire? You must think if we give you any thing, we hope to gain by you. But this is something odd. What Fellows this? What have you to do here fellow? Pray you avoid the house. What are you? A marvellous poor one. Pray you poor Gentleman, take up some other sta cion: Here's no place for you, pray you avoid: Come. What you will not? Prithee tell my Master what a strange Guest he ha here. Where dwellest thou? Under the Canopy? Where's that? In that City of Kites and Crows? What and Ass it is, then thou dwellest with Daws too? How sir? Do you meddle with my Master? O Slaves, I can tell you News, News you Rascals I would not be a Roman of all Nations; I had as live be a condemned man. Why here's he that was wont to thwack our Ge nerall, Caius Martius. I do not say thwack our General, but he was all ways good enough for him Why he is so made on here within, as if he were Son and Heir to Mars, set at upper end of the Table: No question asked him by any of the Senators, but they stand bald before him. Our General himself makes a Mistress of him, Sanctifies himself with's hand, and turns up the white of the eye to his Discourse. But the bottom of the News is, our General is cut in the middle, & but one half of what he was yesterday. For the other ha half, by the entreaty and grant of the whole Table. He'll go he says, and sole the Porter of Room Gates by the ears. He will mow all down before him, and leave his passage poul'd. Doo't? he will doo't: for look you sir, he has as ma nigh Friends as Enemies: which Friends sir as it were, durst not (look you sir) show themselves (as we term it) his Friends, whilst he's in Directitude. But when they shall see sir, his Crest up again, and the man in blood, they will out of their Burroughs (Like Conies after Rain) and revel all with him. To morrow, to day, presently, you shall have the Drum struck up this afternoon: It's as it were a parcel of their Feast, and to be executed ere they wipe their lips. Reason, because they then less need one another: The Wars for my money. I hope to see Romans as cheap as Volcians. They are rising, they are rising. And so did I: and to say the truth, so did very ma nigh of us, that we did we did for the best, and though we willingly consented to his Banishment, yet it was against our will.