Coriolanus
(, that) the gods sent not
Corn for the rich men only.
--- I, i, 213
眾神並不會只送給有錢人五穀。
Nature teaches beasts to know their friends.
--- Coriolanus II, i, 6
獸類很自然地知道誰是他們的朋友。beasts: i. e. even beasts. In nature, animals learn who their friends are.
A cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tiber in ‘t.
--- Coriolanus II, i, 52
What is the city but the people?
--- Coriolanus III, i, 198
如果除去人 城市算甚麼？but: except. What is the city if not the people?
Action is eloquence,
--- Coriolanus III, ii, 76
行動就是雄辯，Actions speak louder than words.
There is a world elsewhere.
--- Coriolanus III, iii, 135
在別的地方另有世界。I will seek a new life elsewhere.
O! a kiss
Long as my exile, sweet as my revenge!
--- Coriolanus V, iii, 44
啊！這個吻
像我流亡那樣久，像我復仇那樣甜！
Thou hast done a deed whereat valour weep.
--- Coriolanus V, v, 135
你做了一件令勇士哭泣（不光彩）的事。You’ve done a dishonorable deed.
My rage is gone,
And I am struck with sorrow.
--- Coriolanus V, vi, 147
我怒氣已消，
而且深感悲傷。My rage is gone and I’m full of sorrow.
(Yet) he shall have a noble memory.
--- Coriolanus V, vi, 153
他應該受到崇高的悼念。We’ll give him a noble memorial.
Had I a dozen sons, each in my love alike, and none less dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had rather had eleven die nobly for their country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action.
(Volumnia, Act 1 Scene 3)
If any think brave death outweighs bad life,
And that his country's dearer than himself,
Let him alone, or so many so minded,
Wave thus to express his disposition,
(Martius, Act 1 Scene 6)
More of your conversation would infect my brain, being the herdsmen of the beastly plebeians.
(Menenius, Act 2 Scene 1)
But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic,
And manhood is called foolery when it stands
Against a falling fabric.
(Cominius, Act 3 Scene 1)
His nature is too noble for the world:
He would not flatter Neptune for his trident,
Or Jove for’s power to thunder.
(Menenius, Act 3 Scene 1)
Anger's my meat: I sup upon myself,
And so shall starve with feeding.
(Volumnia, Act 4 Scene 2)
Let me have war, say I: it exceeds peace as far as day does night: it's sprightly waking, audible, and full of vent. Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy; mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible: a getter of more bastard children than war's a destroyer of men.
(First Servingman, Act 4 Scene 5)
If you have writ your annals true, ’t is there,
That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I
Fluttered your Volscians in Corioles.
Alone I did it. Boy!
(Coriolanus, Act 5 scene 6)
