Coriolanus Act Scene 1.1.7

Scene 1.1.7

Sinister of the Consuls

 “Was ever a man as proud as this Marcius?” Sicinius whispered out in a spiteful manner. He was a tall man but lanky in frame with his thin mustache that met up with his side burns but sadly the top piece was thinning due to inherited defaults. He was dressed in the dark blue frock with the vertical yellow stripes that sailed across his waist. He called it the fashion of strangulation by the Noble on the Commoner. His close associate and conspirator, Brutus was in the red shaded frock that displayed his emotions of the day.

“He has no equal.” Brutus replied.

“When we were chosen Consuls for the Commoners...” Sicinius ignored the man’s reply, and tried to raise his own limelight but Brutus was past listening.

“Behold his lips and eyes.” Brutus continued on.

“Nay,” Sicinius retorted back when he took it that Brutus meant Marcius and not themselves. “His taunts...”

“He will not spare even the Gods.” Brutus who was highly emotional invoked on the Godly personalities. “The present wars devour his soul. He has grown too proud to be so …valiant.”

“Such a nature, tickled with the victories, disdains the shadow which he treads on at noon. I do wonder his insolence can be commanded under Cominius.” Sicinius picked his words to tackle on the issue of insubordination in the military command.

“Neither Fame, at which he aims, in whom already he’s well graced cannot be held nor more attained than by a place below the first.” Brutus gave his view on the ego standing of the man. “If he miscarries, it shall be the General’s fault, but if he does perform; then the giddy censure will then cry out of Marcius if he had done the honor.”

“If things go well, opinion that sticks on, Marcius shall of his demerits rob Cominius of any merits. To Marcius shall be honors, though indeed in them he merits none.” Brutus lament on about Marcius. It was Sicinius who broke his thoughts to rejoin the other Consuls at the Senate.