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[H]->TITUS ANDRONICUS.



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Introductory matter




DRAMATIS PERSONÆ1 [Footnote 1: 1Kb] .

         Saturninus, son to the late Emperor of Rome, afterwards emperor.
         Bassianus, brother to Saturninus.
         <-[H]->Titus Andronicus, a noble Roman.
         Marcus Andronicus, tribune of the people, and brother to <-[H]->Titus.
         Lucius, son to <-[H]->Titus Andronicus.
         Quintus, son to <-[H]->Titus Andronicus.
         Martius, son to <-[H]->Titus Andronicus.
         Mutius, son to <-[H]->Titus Andronicus.
         Young Lucius, a boy, son to Lucius.
         Publius, son to Marcus Andronicus.
         Æmilius [Aemilius], a noble Roman.
         Alarbus, son to Tamora.
         Demetrius, son to Tamora.
         Chiron, son to Tamora.
         Aaron, a Moor, beloved by Tamora.
         A Captain [Captain], Tribune, Messenger, and Clown; Romans and Goths.
         Tamora, Queen of the Goths.
         Lavinia, daughter to <-[H]->Titus Andronicus.
         A Nurse, and a black Child.
         Kinsmen of <-[H]->Titus, Senators, Tribunes, Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants.
         [Messenger], [Boy], [Goth 1], [Goth 2], [Goth 3], [Roman]

Scene: Rome, and the country near it.



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THE TRAGEDY OF <-[H]->TITUS ANDRONICUS.




ACT I.




Scene I. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Rome. [Footnote: 1Kb] Before the Capitol. [Footnote: 1Kb] The Tomb of the Andronici appearing. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Flourish. [Footnote: 1Kb] Enter the Tribunes and Senators aloft. [Footnote: 1Kb] And then enter, below, Saturninus and his Followers from one side, and Bassianus and his Followers from the other side [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] , with drum and colours [Footnote: 1Kb] .



Sat.
1 Noble patricians, patrons of my right,
2 Defend the justice of my cause with arms;
3 And, countrymen, my [Footnote: 1Kb] loving followers,
4 Plead my successive title with your swords:
5 I am his first-born son, that was the last
6 That ware [Footnote: 1Kb] the imperial diadem of Rome;
7 Then let my father's honours live in me,
8 Nor wrong mine age with this indignity.

Bas.
9 Romans, friends [Footnote: 1Kb] , followers, favourers of my right [Footnote: 1Kb] ,

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10 If ever Bassianus, Cæsar's son,
11 Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome,
12 Keep then this passage to the Capitol;
13 And suffer not dishonour to approach
14 The imperial seat, to virtue consecrate, [Footnote: 1Kb]
15 To justice, continence [Footnote: 1Kb] and nobility:
16 But let desert in pure election shine;
17 And, Romans, fight for freedom in your choice.

Enter Marcus Andronicus, aloft [Footnote: 1Kb] , with the crown.



Marc.
18 Princes, that strive by factions and by friends [Footnote: 1Kb]
19 Ambitiously for rule and empery,
20 Know that the people of Rome, for whom we stand
21 A special party, have by common voice,
22 In election [Footnote: 1Kb] for the Roman [Footnote: 1Kb] empery,
23 Chosen Andronicus, surnamed Pius [Footnote: 1Kb]
24 For many good and great deserts to Rome:
25 A nobler man, a braver warrior,
26 Lives not this day within the city [Footnote: 1Kb] walls:
27 He by the senate is accited home
28 From weary wars against the barbarous Goths;
29 That, with his sons, a terror to our foes,
30 Hath yoked a nation strong, train'd up in arms.
31 Ten years are spent since first he undertook
32 This cause of Rome, and chastised with arms
33 Our enemies' pride: five times he hath return'd
34 Bleeding to Rome, bearing his valiant sons [Footnote: 1Kb]
35 In coffins from the field.
36 And now at last, laden with honour's spoils,
37 Returns the good Andronicus to Rome,
38 Renowned <-[H]->Titus, flourishing in arms.

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39 Let us entreat, by honour of his name,
40 Whom worthily [Footnote: 1Kb] you would have now succeed [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
41 And in the Capitol and senate's right,
42 Whom you pretend to honour and adore,
43 That you withdraw you and abate your strength,
44 Dismiss your followers and, as suitors should,
45 Plead your deserts in peace and humbleness.

Sat.
46 How fair the tribune speaks to calm my thoughts [Footnote: 1Kb] !

Bas.
47 Marcus Andronicus, so I do affy
48 In thy uprightness and integrity,
49 And so I love and honour thee and thine,
50 Thy noble brother <-[H]->Titus and his sons,
51 And her to whom my [Footnote: 1Kb] thoughts are humbled all,
52 Gracious Lavinia, Rome's rich ornament,
53 That I will here dismiss my loving friends,
54 And to my fortunes [Footnote: 1Kb] and the people's favour
55 Commit my cause in balance to be weigh'd.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb] the Followers of Bassianus.


Sat.
56 Friends [Footnote: 1Kb] , that have been thus forward in my right [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
57 I thank you all, and here dismiss you all,
58 And to the love and favour of my country
59 Commit myself, my person and the cause [Footnote: 1Kb] .
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb] the Followers of Saturninus.

60 Rome, be as just and gracious unto me
61 As I am confident and kind to thee.
62 Open the gates, [Footnote: 1Kb] and let me in.

Bas.
63 Tribunes, and me, a poor competitor.
                                        [Flourish. [Footnote: 1Kb] Saturninus [Footnote: 1Kb] and Bassianus go up into the Capitol.


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[Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter a Captain.



Cap.
64 Romans, make way: the good Andronicus,
65 Patron of virtue, Rome's best champion,
66 Successful in the battles that he fights,
67 With honour and with fortune is return'd
68 From where [Footnote: 1Kb] he circumscribed with his sword,
69 And brought to yoke, the enemies of Rome.

Drums [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> and trumpets sounded. Enter Martius and Mutius; after them, two Men bearing a coffin covered with black; then Lucius and Quintus. After them, <-[H]->Titus Andronicus; and then Tamora Queen of Goths, with Alarbus [Footnote: 1Kb] , Demetrius, Chiron, Aaron, and other Goths, prisoners; Soldiers and People following. The Bearers set down the coffin, and <-[H]->Titus speaks.



Tit.
70 Hail, Rome, victorious in thy [Footnote: 1Kb] mourning [Footnote: 1Kb] weeds [Footnote: 1Kb] !
71 Lo, as the bark that hath discharged her [Footnote: 1Kb] fraught [Footnote: 1Kb]
72 Returns with precious lading to the bay
73 From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage,
74 Cometh Andronicus, bound [Footnote: 1Kb] with laurel boughs,
75 To re-salute his country with his tears,
76 Tears of true joy for his return to Rome.
77 Thou great defender of this Capitol,
78 Stand gracious to the rites [Footnote: 1Kb] that we intend!
79 Romans, of five and twenty valiant sons,
80 Half of the number that King Priam had,
81 Behold the poor remains, alive and dead!
82 These that survive let Rome reward with love;

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83 These that I bring unto their latest home,
84 With burial amongst [Footnote: 1Kb] their ancestors:
85 Here Goths have given me leave to sheathe my sword.
86 <-[H]->Titus, unkind, and careless of thine own,
87 Why suffer'st thou thy sons, unburied yet,
88 To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx?
89 Make way to lay them by their brethren [Footnote: 1Kb] .
                                        [They open the tomb.

90 There greet in silence, as the dead [Footnote: 1Kb] are wont,
91 And sleep in peace, slain in your country's wars!
92 O sacred [Footnote: 1Kb] receptacle of my joys,
93 Sweet cell of virtue and nobility,
94 How many sons hast thou of mine [Footnote: 1Kb] in store,
95 That thou wilt never render to me more!

Luc.
96 Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths,
97 That we may hew his limbs and on a pile
98 'Ad manes [Footnote: 1Kb] fratrum' sacrifice his flesh,
99 Before this earthy [Footnote: 1Kb] prison of their bones,
100 That so the [Footnote: 1Kb] shadows be not unappeased [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
101 Nor we disturb'd with prodigies on earth.

Tit.
102 I give him you, the noblest that survives, [Footnote: 1Kb]
103 The eldest son of this [Footnote: 1Kb] distressed queen.

Tam.
104 Stay, Roman brethren [Footnote: 1Kb] ! Gracious conqueror,
105 Victorious <-[H]->Titus, rue [Footnote: 1Kb] the tears I shed,
106 A mother's tears in passion for her son:
107 And if thy sons were ever dear to thee,
108 O, think my son [Footnote: 1Kb] to be as dear to me!
109 Sufficeth not, that we are brought to Rome,
110 To beautify thy triumphs and return, [Footnote: 1Kb]
111 Captive to thee and to thy Roman yoke;

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112 But must my sons be slaughter'd [Footnote: 1Kb] in the streets,
113 For valiant doings in their country's cause?
114 O, if to fight for king and commonweal
115 Were piety in thine, it is in these.
116 Andronicus, stain not thy tomb with blood.
117 Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods?
118 Draw near them then in being merciful:
119 Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge:
120 Thrice-noble <-[H]->Titus, spare my first-born son.

Tit.
121 Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me.
122 These are their [Footnote: 1Kb] brethren, whom you Goths beheld [Footnote: 1Kb]
123 Alive and dead; and for their brethren [Footnote: 1Kb] slain
124 Religiously they ask a sacrifice:
125 To this your son is mark'd, and die he must,
126 To appease their groaning shadows that are gone [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Luc.
127 Away with him! and make a fire straight;
128 And with our swords, upon a pile of wood,
129 Let's hew his limbs till they be clean consumed.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> the sons of Andronicus with Alarbus.


Tam.
130 O cruel, irreligious piety!

Chi.
131 Was ever Scythia half so barbarous?

Dem.
132 Oppose not [Footnote: 1Kb] Scythia to ambitious Rome.
133 Alarbus goes [Footnote: 1Kb] to rest, and we survive
134 To tremble under <-[H]->Titus' [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> threatening look [Footnote: 1Kb] .
135 Then, madam, stand resolved; but hope withal,
136 The self-same gods that arm'd the Queen of Troy
137 With opportunity of sharp revenge
138 Upon the Thracian tyrant in his [Footnote: 1Kb] tent,
139 May favour Tamora, the queen of Goths,
140 When Goths were Goths and Tamora was queen,
141 To quit the [Footnote: 1Kb] bloody wrongs [Footnote: 1Kb] upon her foes.

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Re-enter the sons of Andronicus, [Footnote: 1Kb] with their swords bloody [Footnote: 1Kb] .



Luc.
142 See, lord and father, how we have perform'd
143 Our Roman rites [Footnote: 1Kb] : Alarbus' [Footnote: 1Kb] limbs are lopp'd,
144 And [Footnote: 1Kb] entrails [Footnote: 1Kb] feed the sacrificing fire,
145 Whose smoke, like incense, doth perfume the sky.
146 Remaineth nought but to inter our brethren
147 And with loud 'larums welcome them to Rome.

Tit.
148 Let it be so; and let Andronicus
149 Make this his latest farewell to their souls.
                                        [Trumpets [Footnote: 1Kb] sounded, and the coffin laid in the tomb.
[Footnote: 1Kb]
150 In peace and honour rest you here, my sons;
151 Rome's readiest champions, repose you here in rest [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
152 Secure from worldly chances and mishaps!
153 Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells,
154 Here grow no damned drugs [Footnote: 1Kb] ; here are [Footnote: 1Kb] no storms,
155 No noise, but silence and eternal sleep: [Footnote: 1Kb]
156 In peace and honour rest you here, my sons! [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter Lavinia [Footnote: 1Kb] .

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Lav. [Footnote: 1Kb]
157 In peace and honour live Lord <-[H]->Titus long;
158 My noble lord and father, live in fame!
159 Lo, at this tomb my tributary tears
160 I render, for my brethren [Footnote: 1Kb] 's obsequies;
161 And at thy feet I kneel, with tears of joy
162 Shed on the earth, for thy return to Rome:
163 O, bless me here with thy victorious hand,

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164 Whose fortunes [Footnote: 1Kb] Rome's best citizens applaud!

Tit.
165 Kind Rome, that hast thus lovingly reserved [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb]
166 The cordial of mine age to glad my [Footnote: 1Kb] heart!
167 Lavinia, live; outlive thy father's days,
168 And [Footnote: 1Kb] fame's eternal date, for virtue's praise!

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] , below, Marcus Andronicus and Tribunes; re-enter Saturninus and Bassianus, attended.



Marc.
169 Long live Lord <-[H]->Titus, my beloved brother,
170 Gracious triumpher in the eyes of Rome!

Tit.
171 Thanks, gentle tribune, noble brother Marcus [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Marc.
172 And welcome, nephews, from successful wars,
173 You that survive, and you that sleep in fame!
174 Fair lords, your fortunes are alike in all,
175 That in your country's service drew your swords:
176 But safer triumph is this funeral pomp,
177 That hath aspired to Solon's happiness,
178 And triumphs over chance in honour's bed.
179 <-[H]->Titus Andronicus, the people of Rome,
180 Whose friend in justice thou hast ever been,
181 Send thee by me, their tribune and their [Footnote: 1Kb] trust,
182 This palliament of white and spotless hue;
183 And name thee in election for the empire,
184 With these our late-deceased [Footnote: 1Kb] emperor's sons:
185 Be candidatus then, and put it on,
186 And help to set a head on headless Rome.

Tit.
187 A better head her glorious body fits
188 Than his that shakes for age and feebleness:
189 What should [Footnote: 1Kb] I don this robe, and trouble you?
190 Be chosen [Footnote: 1Kb] with proclamations [Footnote: 1Kb] to-day,

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191 To-morrow yield up rule, resign my life,
192 And set abroad [Footnote: 1Kb] new business for you all?
193 Rome, I have been thy soldier forty years,
194 And led my country's strength successfully,
195 And buried one and twenty valiant sons,
196 Knighted in field, slain manfully in arms,
197 In right and service of their noble country:
198 Give me a staff of honour for mine age,
199 But not a sceptre to control the world:
200 Upright he held it, lords, that held it last.

Marc.
201 <-[H]->Titus [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> , thou shalt obtain and ask [Footnote: 1Kb] the empery [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> .

Sat.
202 Proud and ambitious tribune, canst thou tell?

Tit.
203 Patience, Prince Saturninus [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Sat.
                                    204 Romans, do me right;
205 Patricians, draw your swords, and sheathe them not
206 Till Saturninus be Rome's emperor.
207 Andronicus, would thou wert shipp'd to hell,
208 Rather than rob me of the people's hearts!

Luc.
209 Proud Saturnine, interrupter of the good
210 That noble-minded <-[H]->Titus means to thee!

Tit.
211 Content thee, prince; I will restore to thee
212 The people's hearts, and wean them from themselves.

Bas.
213 Andronicus, I do not flatter thee,
214 But honour thee, and will do till I die:
215 My faction if thou strengthen with thy friends, [Footnote: 1Kb]
216 I will most thankful be; and thanks to men
217 Of noble minds is honourable meed.

Tit.
218 People of Rome, and people's [Footnote: 1Kb] tribunes here,
219 I ask your voices and your suffrages:
220 Will you bestow them friendly on Andronicus?

Tribunes. [Footnote: 1Kb]
221 To gratify the good Andronicus,
222 And gratulate his safe return to Rome,

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223 The people will accept whom he admits.

Tit.
224 Tribunes, I thank you: and this suit [Footnote: 1Kb] I make,
225 That you create your emperor's eldest son,
226 Lord Saturnine; whose virtues will, I hope,
227 Reflect on Rome as Titan's rays on earth,
228 And ripen justice in this commonweal:
229 Then, if you will elect by my advice [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
230 Crown him, and say 'Long live our emperor!'

Marc. [Footnote: 1Kb]
231 With voices and applause of every sort,
232 Patricians and plebeians [Footnote: 1Kb] , we create
233 Lord Saturninus Rome's great emperor,
234 And say 'Long live our Emperor Saturnine!'
                                        [A long [Footnote: 1Kb] flourish till they come down.


Sat.
235 <-[H]->Titus Andronicus, for thy favours done
236 To us in our election this day,
237 I give thee thanks in part of thy deserts,
238 And will with deeds requite thy gentleness:
239 And, for an onset, <-[H]->Titus, to advance
240 Thy name and honourable family,
241 Lavinia will I make my empress [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
242 Rome's royal mistress, mistress of my heart,
243 And in the sacred Pantheon [Footnote: 1Kb] her espouse:
244 Tell me, Andronicus, doth this motion please thee?

Tit.
245 It doth, my worthy lord; and in this match
246 I hold me highly honour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] of your grace:
247 And here, in sight of Rome, to Saturnine [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
248 King and commander of our commonweal,
249 The wide world's emperor, do I consecrate
250 My sword, my chariot and my prisoners;
251 Presents well worthy Rome's imperious [Footnote: 1Kb] lord:
252 Receive them then, the tribute that I owe,
253 Mine honour's ensigns humbled at thy [Footnote: 1Kb] feet.

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Sat.
254 Thanks, noble <-[H]->Titus, father of my life!
255 How proud I am of thee and of thy gifts,
256 Rome shall record; and when I do forget
257 The least of these unspeakable deserts,
258 Romans, forget your fealty to me.

Tit. [To Tamora [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

259 Now, madam, are you [Footnote: 1Kb] prisoner to an emperor;
260 To him that, for your honour [Footnote: 1Kb] and your state,
261 Will use you nobly and your followers. [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat.
262 A goodly lady, trust me; of the hue
263 That I would choose, were I to choose anew [Footnote: 1Kb] .
264 Clear up, fair queen, that cloudy countenance:
265 Though chance of war hath wrought this change of cheer [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
266 Thou comest not to be made a scorn in Rome:
267 Princely shall be thy usage every way.
268 Rest on my word, and let not discontent
269 Daunt all your hopes: madam, he [Footnote: 1Kb] comforts you
270 Can make you [Footnote: 1Kb] greater than the Queen of Goths.
271 Lavinia, you are not displeased with this? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Lav.
272 Not I, my lord; sith true nobility
273 Warrants [Footnote: 1Kb] these words in princely courtesy.

Sat.
274 Thanks, sweet Lavinia. Romans, let us go:
275 Ransomless here we set our prisoners free:
276 Proclaim our honours, lords, with trump [Footnote: 1Kb] and drum.
                                        [Flourish. [Footnote: 1Kb] Saturninus [Footnote: 1Kb] courts Tamora in dumb show.


Bas. [Seizing Lavinia [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

277 Lord <-[H]->Titus, by your leave, this maid is mine.

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Tit.
278 How, sir! are you in earnest then my lord?

Bas.
279 Ay, noble <-[H]->Titus, and resolved withal
280 To do myself this reason and this right.

Marc.
281 'Suum cuique [Footnote: 1Kb] ' is our Roman justice:
282 This prince in justice seizeth but his own.

Luc.
283 And that he will, and shall, if Lucius live.

Tit.
284 Traitors, avaunt! Where is the emperor's guard?
285 Treason, my lord! Lavinia is surprised!

Sat.
286 Surprised! by whom?

Bas.
                                    287 By him that justly may
288 Bear his betroth'd from all the world away.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> Bassianus and Marcus with Lavinia.
[Footnote: 1Kb]

Mut.
289 Brothers, help [Footnote: 1Kb] to convey her hence away,
290 And with my sword I'll keep this door safe [Footnote: 1Kb] .
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb] Lucius, Quintus, and Martius.


Tit.
291 Follow, my lord, and I'll soon bring her back. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Mut.
292 My lord, you pass not here.

Tit.
                                    293 What, villain boy!
294 Barr'st me my way in Rome? [Footnote: 1Kb]
                                        [Stabbing Mutius.


Mut.
                                    295 Help, Lucius, help!
                                        [Dies. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->

                                        [During the fray, Saturninus, Tamora, Demetrius, Chiron and Aaron go out, and re-enter above. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Re-enter Lucius. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Luc.
296 My lord, you are unjust; and, more than so,
297 In wrongful quarrel you have slain your son.

Tit.
298 Nor thou, nor he, are any sons of mine;

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299 My sons would never so dishonour me:
300 Traitor, restore Lavinia to the emperor.

Luc.
301 Dead, if you will; but not to be his wife,
302 That is another's lawful promised [Footnote: 1Kb] love.
                                        [Exit. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Sat.
303 No, <-[H]->Titus, no; the emperor needs her not,
304 Nor her [Footnote: 1Kb] , nor thee, nor any of thy stock:
305 I'll trust by leisure him that mocks me once;
306 Thee never, nor thy traitorous haughty sons,
307 Confederates all thus to dishonour me. [Footnote: 1Kb]
308 Was none in Rome to make a stale [Footnote: 1Kb]
309 But Saturnine? Full well, Andronicus,
310 Agree these deeds with that proud brag of thine,
311 That saidst, I begg'd the empire at thy hands.

Tit.
312 O monstrous! what reproachful words are these?

Sat.
313 But go thy ways; go, give that changing piece
314 To him that flourish'd for her with his sword:
315 A valiant son-in-law thou shalt enjoy;
316 One fit to bandy with thy lawless sons,
317 To ruffle in the commonwealth of Rome.

Tit.
318 These words are razors to my wounded heart.

Sat.
319 And therefore, lovely Tamora, queen of Goths,
320 That, like the stately Phoebe [Footnote: 1Kb] 'mongst [Footnote: 1Kb] her nymphs,
321 Dost overshine the gallant'st dames of Rome,
322 If thou be pleased with this my sudden choice,
323 Behold, I choose thee, Tamora, for my bride,
324 And will create thee empress [Footnote: 1Kb] of Rome.
325 Speak, Queen of Goths, dost thou applaud my choice?
326 And here I swear by all the Roman gods,
327 Sith priest and holy water are so near
328 And tapers burn so bright and every thing

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329 In readiness for Hymenæus stand [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
330 I will not re-salute the streets of Rome,
331 Or climb my palace, till from forth this place
332 I lead espoused my bride along with me.

Tam.
333 And here, in sight of heaven, to Rome I swear,
334 If Saturnine advance the Queen of Goths,
335 She will a handmaid be to his desires,
336 A loving nurse, a mother to his youth.

Sat.
337 Ascend, fair queen, Pantheon [Footnote: 1Kb] . Lords, [Footnote: 1Kb] accompany [Footnote: 1Kb]
338 Your noble emperor and his lovely bride,
339 Sent by the heavens for Prince Saturnine,
340 Whose wisdom hath her fortune conquered:
341 There shall we consummate our spousal rites.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> all but <-[H]->Titus.
[Footnote: 1Kb]

Tit.
342 I am not bid to wait upon this bride.
343 <-[H]->Titus, when wert thou wont to walk alone,
344 Dishonour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] thus and challenged of wrongs?

Re-enter [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> Marcus, Lucius, Quintus, and Martius.



Marc.
345 O <-[H]->Titus, see, O, see what thou hast done!
346 In a bad quarrel slain a virtuous son.

Tit.
347 No, foolish tribune, no; no son of mine,
348 Nor thou, nor these, confederates in the deed
349 That hath dishonour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] all our family;
350 Unworthy brother, and unworthy sons!

Luc.
351 But let us give him burial, as becomes;
352 Give Mutius burial with our brethren.

Tit.
353 Traitors, away! he rests not in this tomb:

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354 This monument five hundred [Footnote: 1Kb] years hath stood,
355 Which I have sumptuously re-edified:
356 Here none but soldiers and Rome's servitors
357 Repose in fame; none basely slain in brawls:
358 Bury him where you can, he comes not here.

Marc.
359 My lord, this is impiety in you:
360 My nephew Mutius' [Footnote: 1Kb] deeds do plead for him;
361 He must be buried with his brethren.

Quin. Mart. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->
362 And shall, or him we will accompany.

Tit.
363 And shall! what villain was it spake that word?

Quin. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->
364 He that would vouch it [Footnote: 1Kb] in any place but here.

Tit.
365 What, would you bury him in my despite?

Marc.
366 No, noble <-[H]->Titus; but entreat of thee
367 To pardon Mutius and to bury him.

Tit.
368 Marcus, even thou hast struck [Footnote: 1Kb] upon my crest
369 And with these boys mine honour thou hast wounded:
370 My foes I do repute you every one;
371 So trouble me no more, but get you gone.

Mart. [Footnote: 1Kb]
372 He is not with [Footnote: 1Kb] himself; let us withdraw [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Quin. [Footnote: 1Kb]
373 Not I, till Mutius' bones be buried.
                                        [Marcus [Footnote: 1Kb] and the sons of <-[H]->Titus kneel.


Marc.
374 Brother, for in that name doth nature plead,---

Quin. [Footnote: 1Kb]
375 Father, and in that name doth nature speak,---

Tit.
376 Speak thou no more, if all the rest will speed [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Marc.
377 Renowned [Footnote: 1Kb] <-[H]->Titus, more than half my soul,---

Luc.
378 Dear father, soul and substance of us all,---

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Marc.
379 Suffer thy brother Marcus to inter
380 His noble nephew here in virtue's nest,
381 That died in honour and Lavinia's cause.
382 Thou art a Roman; be not barbarous:
383 The Greeks upon advice [Footnote: 1Kb] did bury Ajax
384 That slew himself; and wise [Footnote: 1Kb] Laertes' son
385 Did graciously plead for his funerals:
386 Let not young Mutius then, that was thy joy,
387 Be barr'd his entrance here.

Tit.
                                    388 Rise, Marcus, rise:
389 The dismall'st day is this that e'er I saw,
390 To be dishonour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] by my sons in Rome!
391 Well, bury him, and bury me the next.
                                        [Mutius [Footnote: 1Kb] is put into the tomb.


Luc.
392 There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, with thy friends,
393 Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb.

All. [Kneeling [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

394 No man shed tears for noble Mutius; [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->
395 He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Marc.
396 My lord, to step out of these dreary [Footnote: 1Kb] dumps,
397 How comes it that the subtle Queen of Goths
398 Is of a sudden thus advanced in Rome?

Tit.
399 I know not, Marcus; but I know it is,
400 Whether [Footnote: 1Kb] by device [Footnote: 1Kb] or no, the heavens can tell:
401 Is she not then beholding [Footnote: 1Kb] to the man
402 That brought her for this high good turn so far?
403 Yes, and will nobly him remunerate. [Footnote: 1Kb]

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Flourish. [Footnote: 1Kb] Re-enter [Footnote: 1Kb] , from one side, Saturninus attended, Tamora, Demetrius, Chiron, and Aaron; from the other, Bassianus, Lavinia, with others.

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat.
404 So, Bassianus, you have play'd your prize [Footnote: 1Kb] :
405 God give you joy, sir, of your gallant bride!

Bas.
406 And you of yours, my lord! I say no more,
407 Nor wish no less; and so I take my leave.

Sat.
408 Traitor, if Rome have law, or we have power,
409 Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape.

Bas.
410 Rape, call you it, my lord, to seize my own,
411 My true-betrothed [Footnote: 1Kb] love, and now my wife?
412 But let the laws of Rome determine all;
413 Meanwhile I am possess'd of that is mine.

Sat.
414 'Tis good, sir: you are very short with us;
415 But, if we live, we'll be as sharp with you.

Bas.
416 My lord, what I have done, as best I may,
417 Answer I must, and shall do with my life.
418 Only thus much I give your grace to know:
419 By all the duties that [Footnote: 1Kb] I owe to Rome,
420 This noble gentleman, Lord <-[H]->Titus here,
421 Is in opinion and in honour wrong'd;
422 That, in the rescue of Lavinia,
423 With his own hand did slay his youngest son,
424 In zeal to you and highly moved to wrath
425 To be controll'd in that he frankly gave:
426 Receive him then to favour, Saturnine,
427 That hath express'd himself in all his deeds
428 A father and a friend to thee and Rome.

Tit.
429 Prince Bassianus, leave to plead my deeds:
430 'Tis thou and those that have dishonour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] me.
431 Rome and the righteous heavens be my judge,
432 How I have [Footnote: 1Kb] loved and honour'd Saturnine!

Tam.
433 My worthy lord, if ever Tamora

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434 Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine,
435 Then hear me speak indifferently for all;
436 And at my suit, sweet, pardon what is past.

Sat.
437 What, madam! be dishonour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] openly,
438 And basely put it up without revenge? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tam.
439 Not so, my lord; the gods of Rome forfend [Footnote: 1Kb]
440 I should be author to dishonour you!
441 But on mine honour dare I [Footnote: 1Kb] undertake
442 For good Lord <-[H]->Titus' [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> innocence in all;
443 Whose fury not dissembled speaks his griefs:
444 Then, at my suit, look graciously on him;
445 Lose not so noble a friend on vain suppose,
446 Nor with sour looks afflict his gentle heart.
[Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] to Sat.]

447 My lord, be ruled by me, be won at last;
448 Dissemble all your griefs and discontents:
449 You are but newly planted in your throne;
450 Lest then the people, and patricians too,
451 Upon a just survey, take <-[H]->Titus' part,
452 And so supplant you [Footnote: 1Kb] for ingratitude [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
453 Which Rome reputes to be a heinous sin, [Footnote: 1Kb]
454 Yield at entreats, and then let me alone:
455 I'll find a day to massacre them all,
456 And raze [Footnote: 1Kb] their faction and their family,
457 The cruel father and his traitorous sons,
458 To whom I sued for my dear son's life;
459 And make them know what 'tis to let a queen
460 Kneel in the streets and beg for grace in vain.--- [Footnote: 1Kb]
461 Come, come, sweet emperor; come, Andronicus;
462 Take up this good old man, and cheer the heart
463 That dies in tempest of thy angry frown.

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
464 Rise, <-[H]->Titus, rise; my empress hath prevail'd.

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Tit.
465 I thank your majesty, and her, my lord:
466 These words, these looks, infuse new life in me. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tam.
467 <-[H]->Titus, I am incorporate in Rome,
468 A Roman now adopted happily,
469 And must advise the emperor for his good.
470 This day all quarrels die, Andronicus.
471 And let it be mine [Footnote: 1Kb] honour, good my lord,
472 That I have reconciled your friends and you.
473 For you, Prince Bassianus, I have pass'd
474 My word and promise to the emperor,
475 That you will be more mild and tractable.
476 And fear not, lords, and you, Lavinia [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
477 By my advice [Footnote: 1Kb] , all humbled [Footnote: 1Kb] on your knees,
478 You shall ask pardon of his majesty. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Luc. [Footnote: 1Kb]
479 We do; [Footnote: 1Kb] and vow to heaven, and to his highness,
480 That what we did was mildly as we might,
481 Tendering our sister's honour and our own.

Marc.
482 That, on mine honour, here I do protest.

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
483 Away, and talk not; trouble us no more.

Tam.
484 Nay, nay, [Footnote: 1Kb] sweet emperor, we must all be friends:
485 The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace;
486 I will not be denied: sweet heart, look back.

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
487 Marcus, [Footnote: 1Kb] for thy sake and thy brother's here,
488 And at my lovely Tamora's entreats,
489 I do remit these young men's heinous faults:
490 Stand up. [Footnote: 1Kb]
491 Lavinia, though you left me like a churl,
492 I found a friend; and sure as death I swore [Footnote: 1Kb]

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493 I would not part a bachelor from the priest.
494 Come, if the emperor's court can feast two brides,
495 You are my guest, Lavinia, and your friends.
496 This day shall be a love-day, Tamora.

Tit.
497 To-morrow, an [Footnote: 1Kb] it please your majesty
498 To hunt the panther and the hart [Footnote: 1Kb] with me,
499 With horn and hound we'll give your grace bonjour. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat.
500 Be it so, <-[H]->Titus, and gramercy too.
                                        [Flourish. Exeunt. [Footnote: 1Kb]



ACT II.




Scene I. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Rome. [Footnote: 1Kb] Before the palace [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Enter Aaron. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Aar.
1 Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top,
2 Safe out of fortune's shot, and sits aloft,
3 Secure of thunder's crack or lightning flash,
4 Advanced above [Footnote: 1Kb] pale envy's threatening reach.
5 As when the golden sun salutes the morn,
6 And, having gilt the ocean with his beams,
7 Gallops the zodiac in his glistering coach,
8 And overlooks the highest-peering [Footnote: 1Kb] hills;
9 So Tamora [Footnote: 1Kb] :
10 Upon her wit [Footnote: 1Kb] doth earthly [Footnote: 1Kb] honour wait,
11 And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown.
12 Then, Aaron, arm thy heart [Footnote: 1Kb] , and fit thy thoughts,

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13 To mount aloft [Footnote: 1Kb] with thy imperial mistress,
14 And mount her pitch, whom thou in triumph long
15 Hast prisoner held, fetter'd in amorous chains,
16 And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes
17 Than is [Footnote: 1Kb] Prometheus tied to Caucasus.
18 Away with slavish weeds and servile [Footnote: 1Kb] thoughts!
19 I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold,
20 To wait upon this new-made empress [Footnote: 1Kb] .
21 To wait [Footnote: 1Kb] , said I? to wanton with this queen,
22 This goddess, this Semiramis [Footnote: 1Kb] , this nymph [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
23 This siren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine,
24 And see his shipwreck and his commonweal's.
25 Holloa [Footnote: 1Kb] ! what storm is this?

Enter Demetrius and Chiron, braving [Footnote: 1Kb] .

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Dem.
26 Chiron, thy years want [Footnote: 1Kb] wit, thy wit wants edge,
27 And manners, to intrude where I am graced,
28 And may, for aught thou know'st [Footnote: 1Kb] , affected be.

Chi.
29 Demetrius, thou dost over-ween in all,
30 And so in this, to bear me down with braves.
31 'Tis not the difference of a year or two
32 Makes me less gracious, or [Footnote: 1Kb] thee more fortunate:
33 I am as able and as fit as thou
34 To serve, and to deserve my mistress' grace;
35 And that my sword upon thee shall approve,
36 And plead my passions [Footnote: 1Kb] for Lavinia's love.

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb] [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

37 Clubs, clubs! these lovers will not keep the peace.

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Dem.
38 Why, boy, although our mother, unadvised,
39 Gave you a dancing-rapier [Footnote: 1Kb] by your side,
40 Are you so desperate grown, to threat your friends? [Footnote: 1Kb]
41 Go to; have your lath glued within your sheath
42 Till you know better how to handle it.

Chi.
43 Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I have,
44 Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare.

Dem.
45 Ay, boy, grow ye so brave?
                                        [They draw.


Aar.
                                        [Coming forward [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

                                    46 Why, how now [Footnote: 1Kb] , lords!
47 So near the emperor's palace dare you draw,
48 And maintain such a quarrel openly?
49 Full well I wot the ground of all this grudge: [Footnote: 1Kb]
50 I would not for a million of gold
51 The cause were known to them it most concerns;
52 Nor would your noble mother for much more
53 Be so dishonour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] in the court of Rome.
54 For shame, put up.

Dem. [Footnote: 1Kb]
                                    55 Not I, till I have sheathed
56 My rapier in his bosom, and withal
57 Thrust those [Footnote: 1Kb] reproachful speeches down his throat
58 That he hath breathed in my dishonour here.

Chi. [Footnote: 1Kb]
59 For that I am prepared and full resolved.
60 Foul-spoken coward! that [Footnote: 1Kb] thunder'st with thy tongue [Footnote: 1Kb]
61 And with thy weapon nothing darest [Footnote: 1Kb] perform.

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
62 Away, I say! [Footnote: 1Kb]
63 Now, by the gods that warlike Goths adore,
64 This petty [Footnote: 1Kb] brabble will undo us all.
65 Why, lords, [Footnote: 1Kb] and think you not how dangerous

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66 It is to jet [Footnote: 1Kb] upon a prince's right?
67 What, is Lavinia then become so loose,
68 Or Bassianus so degenerate,
69 That for her love such quarrels may be broach'd
70 Without controlment, justice, or revenge? [Footnote: 1Kb]
71 Young lords, beware! an [Footnote: 1Kb] should the empress know
72 This discord's [Footnote: 1Kb] ground, the music would not please.

Chi.
73 I care not, I, knew she and all the world:
74 I love Lavinia more than all the world.

Dem.
75 Youngling, learn thou to make some meaner [Footnote: 1Kb] choice [Footnote: 1Kb] :
76 Lavinia is thine elder brother's hope.

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
77 Why, are [Footnote: 1Kb] ye mad? or know ye not, in Rome [Footnote: 1Kb]
78 How furious and impatient they be,
79 And cannot brook competitors in love?
80 I tell you, lords, you do but plot your deaths
81 By this device [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Chi.
                                    82 Aaron, a thousand deaths
83 Would I propose [Footnote: 1Kb] to achieve her whom I love [Footnote: 1Kb] . [Footnote: 1Kb]

Aar.
84 To achieve her! how?

Dem.
                                    85 Why makest [Footnote: 1Kb] thou it so strange?
86 She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd;
87 She is a woman, therefore may be won;
88 She is Lavinia, therefore must be loved.
89 What, man! more water glideth by the mill
90 Than wots the miller of; and easy it is
91 Of a cut loaf to steal a shive, we know:
92 Though Bassianus be the emperor's brother,
93 Better than he have [Footnote: 1Kb] worn Vulcan's [Footnote: 1Kb] badge.

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Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb] [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

94 Ay, and as good as Saturninus [Footnote: 1Kb] may.

Dem.
95 Then why should he despair that knows to court it
96 With words, fair looks, and liberality?
97 What, hast not thou [Footnote: 1Kb] full often struck [Footnote: 1Kb] a doe,
98 And borne her cleanly by the keeper's nose?

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
99 Why, then, it seems, some certain snatch or so
100 Would serve your turns.

Chi.
                                    101 Ay, so the turn were served.

Dem.
102 Aaron, thou hast hit it.

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
                                    103 Would you had hit it too!
104 Then should not we be tired with this ado.
105 Why, hark ye, hark ye! and are you such fools
106 To square for this? [Footnote: 1Kb] would it offend you, then [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
107 That both should speed [Footnote: 1Kb] ? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Chi.
108 Faith [Footnote: 1Kb] , not me.

Dem.
                                    109 Nor me, so I were one [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Aar.
110 For shame, be friends, and join for that you jar:
111 'Tis policy and stratagem must do
112 That you affect; and so must you resolve,
113 That what you cannot as you would achieve,
114 You must perforce accomplish as you may.
115 Take this of me: Lucrece was not more chaste
116 Than this Lavinia, Bassianus' [Footnote: 1Kb] love.
117 A speedier course than [Footnote: 1Kb] lingering languishment
118 Must we [Footnote: 1Kb] pursue, and I have found the path.
119 My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand;
120 There will the lovely Roman ladies troop:
121 The forest walks are wide and spacious;
122 And many unfrequented plots there are
123 Fitted by kind for rape and villany:

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124 Single you thither then this dainty doe,
125 And strike her home by force, if not by words:
126 This way, or not at all, stand you in hope.
127 Come, come, our empress, with her sacred [Footnote: 1Kb] wit
128 To villany and vengeance consecrate,
129 Will we [Footnote: 1Kb] acquaint with all that we intend;
130 And she shall file our engines with advice [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
131 That will not suffer you to square yourselves,
132 But to your wishes' height advance you both.
133 The emperor's court is like the house of Fame,
134 The palace full of tongues, of eyes and [Footnote: 1Kb] ears:
135 The woods are ruthless, dreadful [Footnote: 1Kb] , deaf and dull [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
136 There speak, and strike, brave boys, and take your turns;
137 There serve your lust [Footnote: 1Kb] , shadow'd [Footnote: 1Kb] from heaven's eye,
138 And revel in Lavinia's treasury.

Chi.
139 Thy counsel, lad, smells of no cowardice.

Dem.
140 Sit [Footnote: 1Kb] fas aut nefas, till I find the stream [Footnote: 1Kb]
141 To cool this heat, a charm to calm these [Footnote: 1Kb] fits,
142 Per Styga [Footnote: 1Kb] , per manes vehor.
                                        [Exeunt.


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Scene II. [Footnote: 1Kb]

A forest near Rome. [Footnote: 1Kb] Horns and cry of hounds heard. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> <-[H]->Titus Andronicus, with Hunters, &c., Marcus, Lucius, Quintus, and Martius.



Tit.
1 The hunt is up, the morn [Footnote: 1Kb] is bright and grey [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
2 The fields are fragrant, and the woods are green [Footnote: 1Kb] :
3 Uncouple here, and let us make a bay,
4 And wake the emperor and his lovely bride,
5 And rouse the prince, and ring a hunter's peal [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
6 That all the court may echo with the noise [Footnote: 1Kb] .
7 Sons, let it be your charge, as it is ours [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
8 To attend [Footnote: 1Kb] the emperor's person carefully.
9 I have been troubled in my sleep this night,
10 But dawning day new comfort hath inspired [Footnote: 1Kb] .

A cry of hounds, and horns winded in a peal. Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Saturninus, Tamora, Bassianus, Lavinia, Demetrius, Chiron, and their Attendants.


11 Many good morrows to your majesty;
12 Madam, to you as many and as good:
13 I promised your grace a hunter's peal.

Sat.
14 And you have rung it lustily, my lords [Footnote: 1Kb] ;

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15 Somewhat too early for new-married ladies.

Bas.
16 Lavinia, how say you?

Lav.
                                    17 I say [Footnote: 1Kb] , no;
18 I have been broad [Footnote: 1Kb] awake two hours and more [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Sat.
19 Come on then; horse and chariots let us have,
20 And to our sport. [To Tamora [Footnote: 1Kb] ] Madam, now shall ye see
21 Our Roman hunting.

Marc.
                                    22 I have dogs, my lord,
23 Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase,
24 And climb the highest promontory [Footnote: 1Kb] top.

Tit.
25 And I have horse will follow where the game
26 Makes way [Footnote: 1Kb] , and run [Footnote: 1Kb] like swallows o'er the plain. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Dem.
27 Chiron, we hunt not, we, with horse nor hound,
28 But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground.
                                        [Exeunt.



Scene III. [Footnote: 1Kb]

A lonely part of the forest. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter Aaron [Footnote: 1Kb] , with a bag of gold.



Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
1 He that had wit would think that I had none,
2 To bury so much gold under a tree,
3 And never after to inherit it.
4 Let him that thinks of me so abjectly
5 Know that this gold must coin a stratagem,
6 Which, cunningly effected [Footnote: 1Kb] , will beget
7 A very excellent piece of villany:
8 And so repose, sweet gold, for their unrest
                                        [Hides the gold. [Footnote: 1Kb]

9 That have their alms out of the empress' chest.

[Page 458]

Enter Tamora. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Tam.
10 My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st thou sad [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
11 When every thing doth make a gleeful boast?
12 The birds chant melody on every bush;
13 The snake lies rolled [Footnote: 1Kb] in the cheerful sun;
14 The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind,
15 And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground:
16 Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us sit,
17 And, whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds,
18 Replying shrilly to the well-tuned horns,
19 As if [Footnote: 1Kb] a double hunt were heard at once,
20 Let us sit down and mark their yellowing [Footnote: 1Kb] noise;
21 And, after conflict such as was supposed
22 The wandering prince and Dido [Footnote: 1Kb] once enjoy'd,
23 When with a happy storm they were surprised,
24 And curtain'd with a counsel-keeping cave,
25 We may, each wreathed in the other's arms,
26 Our pastimes done, possess a golden slumber;
27 Whiles [Footnote: 1Kb] hounds and horns and sweet melodious birds
28 Be unto us as is a nurse's song
29 Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep.

Aar.
30 Madam, though Venus govern your desires [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
31 Saturn is dominator over mine:
32 What signifies my deadly-standing [Footnote: 1Kb] eye,
33 My silence and my cloudy melancholy,
34 My fleece of woolly hair that now uncurls
35 Even as an adder when she doth unroll
36 To do some fatal execution? [Footnote: 1Kb]
37 No, madam, these are no venereal signs:
38 Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,

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39 Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.
40 Hark, Tamora, the empress of my soul,
41 Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee,
42 This is the day of doom for Bassianus:
43 His Philomel must lose [Footnote: 1Kb] her tongue to-day,
44 Thy sons make pillage of her chastity,
45 And wash their hands in Bassianus' blood.
46 Seest thou this letter? [Footnote: 1Kb] take it up, I pray thee,
47 And give the king this fatal-plotted [Footnote: 1Kb] scroll.
48 Now question me no more; we are espied;
49 Here comes a parcel of our hopeful booty,
50 Which dreads [Footnote: 1Kb] not yet their lives' destruction.

Tam.
51 Ah, my sweet Moor, sweeter to me than life [Footnote: 1Kb] !

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
52 No more, great empress; Bassianus comes:
53 Be cross with him, and I'll go fetch thy sons
54 To back thy quarrels [Footnote: 1Kb] , whatsoe'er they be.
                                        [Exit. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Bassianus and Lavinia.

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Bas.
55 Who [Footnote: 1Kb] have we here? Rome's royal empress [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
56 Unfurnish'd of her [Footnote: 1Kb] well-beseeming troop [Footnote: 1Kb] ?
57 Or is it Dian, habited like her,
58 Who hath abandoned her holy groves
59 To see the general hunting in this forest?

Tam.
60 Saucy controller of my [Footnote: 1Kb] private steps!
61 Had I the power that some say Dian had,
62 Thy temples should be planted presently [Footnote: 1Kb]
63 With horns, as was [Footnote: 1Kb] Actæon's, and the hounds

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64 Should drive [Footnote: 1Kb] upon thy [Footnote: 1Kb] new-transformed limbs,
65 Unmannerly intruder as thou art!

Lav.
66 Under your patience, gentle empress [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
67 'Tis thought you have a goodly gift in horning;
68 And to be doubted that your Moor and you
69 Are singled forth to try experiments:
70 Jove shield your husband from his hounds to-day!
71 'Tis pity they should take him for a stag.

Bas.
72 Believe me, queen, your swarth [Footnote: 1Kb] Cimmerian [Footnote: 1Kb]
73 Doth make your honour of his body's hue,
74 Spotted, detested, and abominable.
75 Why are you sequester'd from all your train,
76 Dismounted from your snow-white goodly steed,
77 And wander'd hither to an obscure plot,
78 Accompanied but with a [Footnote: 1Kb] barbarous Moor,
79 If foul desire had not conducted you?

Lav.
80 And, being intercepted [Footnote: 1Kb] in your sport,
81 Great reason that my noble lord be rated
82 For sauciness. I pray you, let us hence,
83 And let her joy her raven-colour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] love;
84 This valley fits the purpose passing well.

Bas.
85 The king my brother shall have note [Footnote: 1Kb] of this.

Lav.
86 Ay, for these slips have made him [Footnote: 1Kb] noted long:
87 Good king, to be so mightily abused!

Tam.
88 Why have I [Footnote: 1Kb] patience to endure all this? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter Demetrius and Chiron.



Dem.
89 How now, dear sovereign, and our gracious mother [Footnote: 1Kb] !
90 Why doth [Footnote: 1Kb] your highness look so pale and wan?

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Tam.
91 Have I not reason, think you, to look pale?
92 These two have ticed me hither to this place:
93 A barren detested [Footnote: 1Kb] vale, you see it is;
94 The trees, though summer, yet forlorn and lean,
95 O'ercome with moss and baleful [Footnote: 1Kb] mistletoe:
96 Here never shines the sun; here nothing breeds,
97 Unless the nightly owl or fatal raven:
98 And when they show'd me this abhorred pit,
99 They told me, here, at dead time of the night,
100 A thousand fiends, a thousand hissing snakes,
101 Ten thousand swelling toads, as many urchins,
102 Would make such fearful and confused cries,
103 As any mortal body [Footnote: 1Kb] hearing it
104 Should straight fall mad, or else die suddenly.
105 No sooner had they told this hellish tale,
106 But straight they told me they would bind me here
107 Unto the body of a dismal yew [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
108 And leave me to this miserable death:
109 And then they call'd me foul adulteress,
110 Lascivious Goth, and all the bitterest terms
111 That ever ear [Footnote: 1Kb] did hear to such effect:
112 And, had you not by wondrous fortune come,
113 This vengeance on me had they executed.
114 Revenge it, as you love your mother's life,
115 Or be ye not henceforth [Footnote: 1Kb] call'd my children.

Dem.
116 This is a witness that I am thy son.
                                        [Stabs Bassianus. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Chi.
117 And this for me, struck [Footnote: 1Kb] home to show my strength [Footnote: 1Kb] .
                                        [Also stabs [Footnote: 1Kb] Bassianus, who dies.


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Lav.
118 Ay, come [Footnote: 1Kb] , Semiramis [Footnote: 1Kb] , nay, barbarous Tamora,
119 For no name fits thy nature but thy own!

Tam.
120 Give me the [Footnote: 1Kb] poniard; you shall know, my boys,
121 Your mother's hand shall right your mother's wrong.

Dem.
122 Stay, madam; here is more belongs to her;
123 First thrash the corn, then after burn the straw:
124 This minion stood upon her chastity,
125 Upon her nuptial vow, her loyalty,
126 And with that painted hope [Footnote: 1Kb] braves your mightiness [Footnote: 1Kb] :
127 And shall she carry this [Footnote: 1Kb] unto her grave? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Chi.
128 An [Footnote: 1Kb] if she do, I would I were an eunuch [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] .
129 Drag hence her husband to some secret hole,
130 And make his dead trunk pillow [Footnote: 1Kb] to our lust.

Tam.
131 But when ye have the honey ye [Footnote: 1Kb] desire,
132 Let not this wasp outlive, us [Footnote: 1Kb] both to sting.

Chi.
133 I warrant you [Footnote: 1Kb] , madam, we will make that sure.
134 Come, mistress, now perforce we will enjoy
135 That nice-preserved [Footnote: 1Kb] honesty of yours.

Lav.
136 O Tamora! thou bear'st [Footnote: 1Kb] a woman's [Footnote: 1Kb] face--- [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tam.
137 I will not hear her speak; away with her!

Lav.
138 Sweet lords, entreat her hear me but a word.

Dem.
139 Listen, fair madam: let it be your glory
140 To see her tears, but be your heart to them

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141 As unrelenting flint [Footnote: 1Kb] to drops of rain.

Lav.
142 When did the tiger's young ones teach the dam? [Footnote: 1Kb]
143 O, do not learn [Footnote: 1Kb] her wrath; she taught it thee;
144 The milk thou suck'dst [Footnote: 1Kb] from her did turn to marble;
145 Even at thy teat [Footnote: 1Kb] thou hadst thy tyranny.
146 Yet every mother breeds not sons alike:
[To Chiron [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

147 Do thou entreat her show a woman pity. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Chi.
148 What, wouldst thou have me prove myself a bastard? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Lav.
149 'Tis true; the raven doth not hatch a lark:
150 Yet have I heard,---O, could I find it now!---
151 The lion, moved with pity, did endure
152 To have his princely paws [Footnote: 1Kb] pared all away:
153 Some say that ravens foster forlorn children,
154 The whilst their own birds famish in their nests:
155 O, be to me, though thy hard heart say no,
156 Nothing so kind, but something pitiful!

Tam.
157 I know not what it means: away with her!

Lav.
158 O, let me teach thee! for my father's sake,
159 That gave thee life, when well he might have slain thee,
160 Be not obdurate, open thy deaf ears [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Tam.
161 Hadst thou in person ne'er offended me,
162 Even for his sake am I [Footnote: 1Kb] pitiless.
163 Remember, boys, I pour'd forth tears in vain,
164 To save your brother from the sacrifice;
165 But fierce Andronicus would not relent:
166 Therefore, away with her [Footnote: 1Kb] , and [Footnote: 1Kb] use her as you will;
167 The worse to her, the better loved of me. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Lav.
168 O Tamora, be call'd a gentle queen [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
169 And with thine own hands kill me in this place!

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170 For 'tis not life that I have begg'd so long;
171 Poor I was slain when Bassianus [Footnote: 1Kb] died.

Tam. [Footnote: 1Kb]
172 What begg'st thou then? fond woman, let me go [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Lav.
173 'Tis present death I beg; and one thing more
174 That womanhood denies my tongue to tell:
175 O, keep me from their worse than killing lust,
176 And tumble me into some loathsome pit,
177 Where never man's eye may behold my body:
178 Do this, and be a charitable murderer.

Tam.
179 So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee:
180 No, let them satisfy their lust on thee. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Dem.
181 Away! for thou hast stay'd us here too long. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Lav.
182 No grace? no womanhood? Ah, beastly creature!
183 The blot and enemy to [Footnote: 1Kb] our general name!
184 Confusion fall--- [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb]

Chi.
185 Nay, then I'll stop your mouth. Bring thou her husband: [Footnote: 1Kb]
186 This is the hole where Aaron bid us hide him.
                                        [Demetrius [Footnote: 1Kb] throws the body of Bassianus into the pit; then exeunt Demetrius and Chiron, dragging off Lavinia.


Tam.
187 Farewell, my sons: see that you make her sure.
188 Ne'er let my heart know merry cheer indeed,
189 Till all the Andronici [Footnote: 1Kb] be made away.
190 Now will I hence to seek my lovely Moor,
191 And let my spleenful sons this trull deflower.
                                        [Exit.

Re-enter [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> Aaron, with Quintus and Martius. [Footnote: 1Kb]

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
192 Come on, my lords, the better foot before:

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193 Straight will I bring you to the loathsome [Footnote: 1Kb] pit
194 Where I espied the panther fast asleep.

Quin.
195 My sight is very dull, whate'er it bodes.

Mart.
196 And mine, I promise you; were it [Footnote: 1Kb] not for shame,
197 Well could I leave our sport to sleep awhile.
                                        [Falls [Footnote: 1Kb] into the pit.


Quin.
198 What, art thou fall'n? What subtle hole is this, [Footnote: 1Kb]
199 Whose mouth is cover'd [Footnote: 1Kb] with rude-growing [Footnote: 1Kb] briers,
200 Upon whose leaves are drops of new-shed blood
201 As fresh as morning [Footnote: 1Kb] dew distill'd on flowers?
202 A very fatal place it seems to me.
203 Speak, brother, hast thou hurt thee with the fall?

Mart. [Footnote: 1Kb]
204 O brother, with the dismal'st [Footnote: 1Kb] object [Footnote: 1Kb] hurt [Footnote: 1Kb]
205 That ever eye with sight made heart lament!

Aar. [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

206 Now will I fetch the king to find them here,
207 That he thereby may have [Footnote: 1Kb] a likely guess
208 How these were they that made away his brother.
                                        [Exit. [Footnote: 1Kb]
[Footnote: 1Kb]

Mart.
209 Why dost not comfort me, and help me out
210 From this unhallow'd [Footnote: 1Kb] and blood-stained hole?

Quin.
211 I am surprised with an uncouth [Footnote: 1Kb] fear;
212 A chilling [Footnote: 1Kb] sweat o'er-runs my trembling joints;
213 My heart suspects more than mine eye can see.

Mart.
214 To prove thou hast a true-divining [Footnote: 1Kb] heart,
215 Aaron and thou look down into this den [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
216 And see a fearful sight of blood and death.

Quin.
217 Aaron is gone; and my compassionate heart [Footnote: 1Kb]
218 Will not permit mine eyes once to behold

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219 The thing whereat it trembles by surmise:
220 O, tell me how [Footnote: 1Kb] it is; for ne'er till now
221 Was I a child to fear I know not what.

Mart.
222 Lord Bassianus lies embrewed here,
223 All on a heap, like to a [Footnote: 1Kb] slaughter'd lamb,
224 In this detested, dark, blood-drinking pit.

Quin.
225 If it be dark, how dost thou know 'tis he? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Mart.
226 Upon his bloody finger he doth wear
227 A precious ring, that lightens all the [Footnote: 1Kb] hole,
228 Which, like a taper in some monument,
229 Doth shine upon the dead man's earthy [Footnote: 1Kb] cheeks,
230 And shows the ragged entrails of the [Footnote: 1Kb] pit:
231 So pale did shine the moon on Pyramus
232 When he by night lay bathed in maiden blood.
233 O brother, help me with thy fainting hand---
234 If fear hath made thee [Footnote: 1Kb] faint, as me it hath---
235 Out of this fell devouring [Footnote: 1Kb] receptacle,
236 As hateful as Cocytus' [Footnote: 1Kb] misty mouth.

Quin.
237 Reach me thy hand, that I may help thee out;
238 Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good,
239 I may be pluck'd into the swallowing womb
240 Of this deep pit, poor Bassianus' grave.
241 I have no strength to pluck thee to the brink.

Mart.
242 Nor [Footnote: 1Kb] I no strength to climb without thy help.

Quin.
243 Thy hand once more; I [Footnote: 1Kb] will not loose [Footnote: 1Kb] again,
244 Till thou art here aloft, or I below:
245 Thou canst not come to me: I come to thee.
                                        [Falls in. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Saturninus with Aaron.

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat.
246 Along with me: I'll see what hole is here,

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247 And what he is that now is leap'd into it [Footnote: 1Kb] .
248 Say, who art thou that lately didst descend
249 Into this gaping hollow of the earth? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Mart.
250 The unhappy son of old Andronicus;
251 Brought hither in a most unlucky hour,
252 To find thy brother Bassianus dead.

Sat.
253 My brother dead! I know thou dost but jest:
254 He and his lady both are at the lodge
255 Upon the north side of this pleasant chase;
256 'Tis not an hour since I left them [Footnote: 1Kb] there.

Mart.
257 We know not where you left them [Footnote: 1Kb] all alive;
258 But, out, alas! here have we found him dead.

Re-enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Tamora, with Attendants; [Footnote: 1Kb] <-[H]->Titus Andronicus, [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> and Lucius.



Tam.
259 Where is my lord the king?

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
260 Here, Tamora; though grieved [Footnote: 1Kb] with killing grief.

Tam.
261 Where is thy brother Bassianus?

Sat.
262 Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound:
263 Poor Bassianus here lies murdered.

Tam. [Giving a letter [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

264 Then all too late I bring this fatal writ,
265 The complot of this timeless tragedy;
266 And wonder greatly that man's face can fold
267 In pleasing smiles such murderous tyranny.

Sat. [Reads [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

268 'An [Footnote: 1Kb] if we miss to meet him handsomely---
269 Sweet huntsman, Bassianus 'tis we mean---
270 Do thou so much as dig the grave for him:
271 Thou know'st our meaning. Look for thy reward [Footnote: 1Kb]

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272 Among the nettles at the elder-tree
273 Which overshades the mouth of that same pit
274 Where we decreed to bury Bassianus.
275 Do this and purchase us thy lasting friends.'
276 O [Footnote: 1Kb] Tamora! was ever heard the like?
277 This is the pit, and this the elder-tree.
278 Look, sirs, if you can find the huntsman out
279 That should have murder'd [Footnote: 1Kb] Bassianus here. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Aar.
280 My gracious lord, here is the bag of gold.

Sat. [To <-[H]->Titus [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> ]

281 Two of thy whelps, fell curs of bloody kind,
282 Have here bereft my brother of his life.
283 Sirs, drag them from the pit unto the prison:
284 There let them bide until we have devised
285 Some never-heard-of torturing [Footnote: 1Kb] pain for them.

Tam.
286 What, are they in this pit? O wondrous thing! [Footnote: 1Kb]
287 How easily murder is discovered!

Tit.
288 High emperor, upon my feeble knee
289 I beg this boon, with tears not lightly shed,
290 That this fell fault of my accursed sons,
291 Accursed, if the fault [Footnote: 1Kb] be proved in them--- [Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat.
292 If it be proved! you see it is apparent.
293 Who found this letter? Tamora, was it you?

Tam.
294 Andronicus himself did take it up.

Tit.
295 I did, my lord: yet let me be their bail; [Footnote: 1Kb]
296 For, by my fathers' [Footnote: 1Kb] reverend [Footnote: 1Kb] tomb, I vow
297 They shall be ready at your highness' will
298 To answer their suspicion [Footnote: 1Kb] with their lives.

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Sat.
299 Thou shalt not bail them: see thou follow me.
300 Some bring the murder'd [Footnote: 1Kb] body, some the murderers:
301 Let them not speak a word; the [Footnote: 1Kb] guilt is plain;
302 For, by my soul, were there worse end than death, [Footnote: 1Kb]
303 That end upon them should be executed.

Tam.
304 Andronicus, I will entreat the king: [Footnote: 1Kb]
305 Fear not thy sons; they shall do well enough.

Tit.
306 Come, Lucius, come; stay not to talk with them. [Footnote: 1Kb]
                                        [Exeunt. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->



Scene IV. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Another [Footnote: 1Kb] part of the forest.

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Demetrius and Chiron, with Lavinia, ravished; her hands cut off, and her tongue cut out.



Dem.
1 So, now go tell, an [Footnote: 1Kb] if thy tongue can speak,
2 Who 'twas that cut [Footnote: 1Kb] thy tongue and ravish'd thee.

Chi.
3 Write down thy mind, bewray thy meaning so,
4 An if thy stumps will let thee play [Footnote: 1Kb] the scribe.

Dem.
5 See, how with signs and tokens she can scrowl [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Chi.
6 Go home, call for sweet water, wash thy hands. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Dem.
7 She hath no tongue to call, nor hands to wash;
8 And so let's leave her to her silent walks.

Chi.
9 An [Footnote: 1Kb] 'twere my case [Footnote: 1Kb] , I should go hang myself.

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Dem.
10 If thou hadst hands to help thee knit the cord.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb] Demetrius and Chiron.

Horns winded within. [Footnote: 1Kb] Enter Marcus, from hunting. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Mar.
11 Who is [Footnote: 1Kb] this? my niece, that flies away so fast! [Footnote: 1Kb]
12 Cousin, a word [Footnote: 1Kb] ; where is your husband? [Footnote: 1Kb]
13 If I do dream, would all my wealth would wake me!
14 If I do wake, some planet strike me down,
15 That I may slumber in eternal sleep!
16 Speak, gentle niece, what stern ungentle hands
17 Have [Footnote: 1Kb] lopp'd and hew'd and made thy body bare
18 Of her two branches, those sweet ornaments,
19 Whose circling shadows kings have sought to sleep in,
20 And might not gain so great a happiness
21 As have [Footnote: 1Kb] thy love? Why dost not speak to me?
22 Alas, a crimson river of warm blood,
23 Like to a bubbling fountain stirr'd with wind,
24 Doth rise and fall between thy rosed [Footnote: 1Kb] lips,
25 Coming and going with thy honey breath.
26 But, sure, some Tereus hath deflowered thee,
27 And, lest thou shouldst detect him [Footnote: 1Kb] , cut thy tongue.
28 Ah, now thou turn'st away thy face for shame!
29 And, notwithstanding all this loss of blood,
30 As from a conduit with three [Footnote: 1Kb] issuing spouts,
31 Yet do thy cheeks look red as Titan's face
32 Blushing to be encounter'd with a cloud.
33 Shall I speak for thee? shall I say 'tis so? [Footnote: 1Kb]

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34 O, that I knew thy heart [Footnote: 1Kb] ; and knew the beast,
35 That I might rail at him, to ease my mind!
36 Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
37 Doth burn the heart to cinders where it is.
38 Fair Philomel, why she [Footnote: 1Kb] but lost her tongue,
39 And in a tedious sampler sew'd [Footnote: 1Kb] her mind:
40 But, lovely niece, that mean is cut from thee;
41 A craftier Tereus, cousin, hast thou met, [Footnote: 1Kb]
42 And he hath cut those pretty fingers off,
43 That could have better sew'd [Footnote: 1Kb] than Philomel.
44 O, had the monster seen those lily hands
45 Tremble, like aspen-leaves, upon a lute,
46 And make the silken strings delight to kiss them,
47 He would not then have touch'd them for his life!
48 Or, had he heard the heavenly harmony
49 Which that sweet tongue hath made [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
50 He would have dropp'd his knife, and fell [Footnote: 1Kb] asleep
51 As Cerberus at the Thracian poet's feet.
52 Come, let us go and make thy father blind;
53 For such a sight will blind a father's eye:
54 One hour's storm will drown the fragrant meads;
55 What will whole months of tears thy father's eyes?
56 Do not draw back, for we will mourn with thee:
57 O, could our mourning [Footnote: 1Kb] ease thy misery!
                                        [Exeunt.


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ACT III.




Scene I. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Rome. A street. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> Judges, Senators, and Tribunes, with Martius and Quintus, bound, passing on to the place of execution; <-[H]->Titus going before, pleading.



Tit.
1 Hear me, grave fathers! noble tribunes, stay!
2 For pity of mine age, whose youth was spent
3 In dangerous wars, whilst you securely slept;
4 For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel shed;
5 For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd;
6 And for these bitter tears, which now you [Footnote: 1Kb] see
7 Filling the aged wrinkles in my cheeks;
8 Be pitiful to my condemned sons,
9 Whose souls are [Footnote: 1Kb] not corrupted as 'tis thought.
10 For two and twenty sons I never wept,
11 Because they died in honour's lofty bed.
                                        [Lieth down; [Footnote: 1Kb] the Judges, &c. pass by him, and Exeunt.

12 For these, tribunes [Footnote: 1Kb] , in the dust I write
13 My heart's deep languor and [Footnote: 1Kb] my soul's sad tears:
14 Let my tears stanch [Footnote: 1Kb] the earth's dry appetite;
15 My sons' sweet blood will make it shame and blush.

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[Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->
16 O earth, I will befriend [Footnote: 1Kb] thee more with [Footnote: 1Kb] rain,
17 That shall distil from these two ancient urns [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
18 Than youthful April shall with all his [Footnote: 1Kb] showers:
19 In summer's drought [Footnote: 1Kb] I'll drop upon thee still;
20 In winter with warm tears I'll melt the snow,
21 And keep eternal spring-time on thy face,
22 So thou refuse to drink my dear sons' blood.

Enter Lucius, with his weapon [Footnote: 1Kb] drawn.


23 O reverend [Footnote: 1Kb] tribunes! O gentle [Footnote: 1Kb] , aged men [Footnote: 1Kb] !
24 Unbind my sons, reverse the doom of death;
25 And let me say, that never wept before,
26 My tears are now prevailing orators.

Luc.
27 O noble father, you lament in vain:
28 The tribunes hear you not [Footnote: 1Kb] ; no man is by;
29 And you recount your sorrows to a stone.

Tit.
30 Ah, Lucius, for thy brothers let me plead.
31 Grave tribunes, once more I entreat of you,--- [Footnote: 1Kb]

Luc.
32 My gracious lord, no tribune hears you speak.

Tit.
33 Why, 'tis no matter, man: [Footnote: 1Kb] if they did hear,
34 They would not mark me; or if they did mark,
35 They would not pity me; yet plead I must,
36 And bootless unto them......... [Footnote: 1Kb]

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37 Therefore I tell my sorrows to [Footnote: 1Kb] the stones;
38 Who, though they cannot answer my distress,
39 Yet in some sort they are [Footnote: 1Kb] better than the tribunes, [Footnote: 1Kb]
40 For that they will not intercept my tale:
41 When I do weep, they humbly at my feet
42 Receive my tears, and seem to weep with me;
43 And, were they but attired in grave weeds,
44 Rome could afford no tribune like to these.
45 A stone is [Footnote: 1Kb] soft as [Footnote: 1Kb] wax, tribunes more hard than stones [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
46 A stone is silent and offendeth not,
47 And tribunes with their tongues doom men to death.
                                        [Rises. [Footnote: 1Kb]

48 But wherefore stand'st [Footnote: 1Kb] thou with thy weapon drawn?

Luc.
49 To rescue my two brothers from their death:
50 For which attempt the judges have pronounced [Footnote: 1Kb]
51 My everlasting doom of banishment.

Tit.
52 O happy man! they have befriended thee.
53 Why, foolish Lucius, dost thou not perceive
54 That Rome is but a wilderness of tigers?
55 Tigers must prey [Footnote: 1Kb] , and Rome affords no prey [Footnote: 1Kb]
56 But me and mine: how happy art thou then,
57 From these devourers to be banished!
58 But who comes with our brother Marcus here? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter Marcus and Lavinia.



Marc.
59 <-[H]->Titus, prepare thy aged [Footnote: 1Kb] eyes to weep;
60 Or, if not so, thy noble heart to break:
61 I bring consuming sorrow to thine age.

Tit.
62 Will it consume me? let me see it then.

Marc.
63 This was thy daughter.

Tit.
                                    64 Why, Marcus, so she is.

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Luc.
65 Ay [Footnote: 1Kb] me, this object kills me!

Tit.
66 Faint-hearted boy, arise, and look upon her.
67 Speak, Lavinia [Footnote: 1Kb] , what accursed hand
68 Hath made thee handless in thy father's sight [Footnote: 1Kb] ?
69 What fool hath added water to the sea,
70 Or brought a faggot to bright-burning Troy?
71 My grief was at the height [Footnote: 1Kb] before thou camest;
72 And now, like Nilus, it disdaineth bounds.
73 Give me a sword, I'll [Footnote: 1Kb] chop off my hands too;
74 For they have fought for Rome, and all in vain;
75 And they have nursed this woe, in feeding life [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
76 In bootless prayer have they been held up,
77 And they have served me to effectless use:
78 Now all the service I require of them
79 Is, that the one will help to cut the other.
80 'Tis well, Lavinia, that thou hast no hands;
81 For hands to do Rome service is [Footnote: 1Kb] but vain.

Luc.
82 Speak, gentle sister, who hath martyr'd thee?

Marc.
83 O, that delightful engine of her thoughts,
84 That blabb'd them with such pleasing eloquence,
85 Is torn from forth that pretty hollow cage,
86 Where, like a sweet melodious bird, it sung
87 Sweet varied [Footnote: 1Kb] notes, enchanting every ear [Footnote: 1Kb] !

Luc.
88 O, say thou for her, who hath done this deed? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Marc.
89 O, thus I found her, straying in the park,
90 Seeking to hide herself, as doth the deer
91 That hath received some unrecuring wound.

Tit.
92 It was my dear [Footnote: 1Kb] ; and he that wounded her [Footnote: 1Kb]
93 Hath hurt me more than had he kill'd me dead:
94 For now I stand as one upon a rock,

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95 Environ'd with a wilderness of sea;
96 Who marks [Footnote: 1Kb] the waxing tide grow wave by wave [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
97 Expecting ever when some envious surge
98 Will in his brinish bowels swallow him.
99 This way to death my wretched sons are gone;
100 Here stands my other son, a banish'd man;
101 And here my brother, weeping at my woes:
102 But that which gives my soul the greatest spurn,
103 Is dear Lavinia, dearer than my soul.
104 Had I but seen thy picture in this plight,
105 It would have madded me: what shall I do
106 Now I behold thy lively [Footnote: 1Kb] body so?
107 Thou hast no hands, to wipe away thy tears;
108 Nor tongue, to tell me who hath martyr'd thee:
109 Thy husband he is dead; and for his death
110 Thy brothers are condemn'd, and dead by this.
111 Look, Marcus! ah, son Lucius, look on her!
112 When I did name her brothers, then fresh tears
113 Stood on her cheeks, as doth the honey-dew
114 Upon a gather'd [Footnote: 1Kb] lily almost wither'd [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Marc.
115 Perchance she weeps because they kill'd her husband;
116 Perchance because she knows them [Footnote: 1Kb] innocent.

Tit.
117 If they did kill thy husband, then be joyful,
118 Because the law hath ta'en revenge on them.
119 No, no, they would not do so foul a deed;
120 Witness the sorrow that their sister makes.
121 Gentle Lavinia, let me kiss thy lips;
122 Or make some sign [Footnote: 1Kb] how I may do thee ease:
123 Shall thy good uncle, and thy brother Lucius,
124 And thou, and I, sit round about some fountain,
125 Looking all downwards, to behold our cheeks

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126 How they are stain'd, as [Footnote: 1Kb] meadows yet not dry
127 With miry slime left on them by a flood?
128 And in the fountain shall we gaze so long
129 Till the fresh taste be taken from that clearness,
130 And made a brine-pit with our bitter tears?
131 Or shall we cut away our hands, like thine?
132 Or shall we bite our tongues, and in dumb shows
133 Pass the remainder of our hateful days?
134 What shall we do? let us, that have our tongues,
135 Plot some device [Footnote: 1Kb] of further misery [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
136 To make us wonder'd at in time to come.

Luc.
137 Sweet father, cease your tears; for, at your grief,
138 See how my wretched sister sobs and weeps.

Marc.
139 Patience, dear niece. Good <-[H]->Titus, dry thine eyes.

Tit.
140 Ah, Marcus, Marcus! brother, well I wot
141 Thy napkin cannot drink a tear of mine,
142 For thou, poor man, hast drown'd it with thine own.

Luc.
143 Ah, my Lavinia, I will wipe thy cheeks.

Tit.
144 Mark, Marcus, mark! I understand her signs:
145 Had she a tongue to speak, now would she say
146 That to her brother which I said to thee:
147 His napkin, with his [Footnote: 1Kb] true tears all bewet,
148 Can do no service on her sorrowful cheeks.
149 O, what a sympathy of woe is this,
150 As far from help as Limbo is from bliss!

Enter Aaron [Footnote: 1Kb] .

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
151 <-[H]->Titus Andronicus, my lord the emperor
152 Sends thee this word, that, if thou love thy sons,
153 Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old <-[H]->Titus,
154 Or any one of you, chop off your hand,
155 And send it to the king: he for the same

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156 Will send thee hither both thy sons alive;
157 And that shall be the ransom for their fault.

Tit.
158 O gracious emperor! O gentle Aaron!
159 Did ever raven sing so like a lark,
160 That gives sweet tidings of the sun's uprise?
161 With all my heart, I'll send the emperor
162 My hand [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] :
163 Good Aaron, wilt thou help to chop it off?

Luc.
164 Stay, father! for that noble hand of thine,
165 That hath thrown down so many enemies,
166 Shall not be sent: my hand will serve the turn:
167 My youth can better spare my blood than you;
168 And therefore mine shall save my brothers' lives.

Marc.
169 Which of your hands hath not defended Rome,
170 And rear'd aloft the bloody battle-axe,
171 Writing destruction on the enemy's [Footnote: 1Kb] castle [Footnote: 1Kb] ?
172 O, none of both but are of high desert:
173 My hand hath been but idle; let it serve
174 To ransom my two nephews from their death;
175 Then have I kept it to a worthy end.

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
176 Nay, come, agree whose hand shall go along,
177 For fear they die before their pardon come.

Marc.
178 My hand shall go.

Luc.
                                    179 By heaven, it shall not go!

Tit.
180 Sirs, strive no more: such wither'd [Footnote: 1Kb] herbs as these
181 Are meet for plucking up, and therefore mine.

Luc.
182 Sweet father, if I shall be thought thy son,
183 Let me redeem my brothers both from death.

Marc.
184 And, for our father's sake and mother's care,
185 Now let me show a brother's love to thee.

Tit.
186 Agree between you; I will spare my hand.

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Luc.
187 Then I'll go fetch an axe.

Marc.
188 But I will use the axe [Footnote: 1Kb] .
                                        [Exeunt Lucius and Marcus. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Tit.
189 Come hither, Aaron; I'll deceive them both:
190 Lend me thy hand, and I will give thee mine.

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb] [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

191 If that be call'd deceit, I will be honest,
192 And never, whilst I live, deceive men so:
193 But I'll deceive you in another sort,
194 And that you'll say, ere half an hour pass [Footnote: 1Kb] .
                                        [Cuts off [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> <-[H]->Titus's hand.

Re-enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Lucius and Marcus.



Tit.
195 Now stay your [Footnote: 1Kb] strife: what shall be is dispatch'd.
196 Good Aaron, give his majesty my [Footnote: 1Kb] hand:
197 Tell him it was a hand that warded him
198 From thousand dangers; bid him bury it;
199 More hath it merited; [Footnote: 1Kb] that let it have.
200 As for [Footnote: 1Kb] my sons, say I account of them
201 As jewels purchased at an easy price;
202 And yet dear too, because I bought mine own.

Aar.
203 I go, Andronicus: and for thy hand
204 Look by and by to have thy sons with thee.
[Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

205 Their heads, I mean. O, how this villany
206 Doth fat [Footnote: 1Kb] me with the very thoughts [Footnote: 1Kb] of it!
207 Let fools do good, and fair men call for grace,
208 Aaron will have his soul black like his face.
                                        [Exit.
[Footnote: 1Kb]

Tit.
209 O, here [Footnote: 1Kb] I lift this one hand up to heaven,

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210 And bow this feeble ruin to the earth:
211 If any power pities wretched [Footnote: 1Kb] tears,
212 To that I call! [To Lav [Footnote: 1Kb] .] What, would [Footnote: 1Kb] thou kneel with me?
213 Do, then, dear heart; for heaven shall hear our prayers;
214 Or with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin dim,
215 And stain the sun with fog, as sometime clouds,
216 When they do hug him in their melting bosoms.

Marc.
217 O brother, speak with possibilities [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
218 And do not break into these deep extremes [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Tit.
219 Is not my sorrow [Footnote: 1Kb] deep, having no bottom?
220 Then be my passions bottomless with them.

Marc.
221 But yet let reason govern thy lament.

Tit.
222 If there were reason for these miseries,
223 Then into limits could I bind my woes:
224 When heaven doth weep, doth not the earth o'erflow?
225 If the winds rage, doth not the sea wax mad,
226 Threatening the welkin with his big-swoln face?
227 And wilt thou have a reason for this coil?
228 I am the sea; hark, how her sighs do blow [Footnote: 1Kb] !
229 She is the weeping welkin, I the earth:
230 Then must my sea be moved with her sighs;
231 Then must my earth with her continual tears
232 Become a deluge, overflow'd and drown'd [Footnote: 1Kb] :
233 For why [Footnote: 1Kb] my bowels cannot hide her woes,
234 But like a drunkard must I vomit them.
235 Then give me leave; for losers will have leave
236 To ease their stomachs with their bitter tongues.

Enter a Messenger, with two heads and a hand.



Mess.
237 Worthy Andronicus, ill art thou repaid

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238 For that good hand thou sent'st the emperor.
239 Here are the heads of thy two noble sons;
240 And here's thy hand, in scorn to thee sent back,
241 Thy griefs their sports [Footnote: 1Kb] , thy resolution mock'd:
242 That woe is me to think upon thy woes,
243 More than remembrance of my father's death.
                                        [Exit.


Marc.
244 Now let hot Ætna cool in Sicily [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
245 And be my heart an ever-burning hell!
246 These miseries are more than may be borne.
247 To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal,
248 But sorrow flouted at is double death.

Luc.
249 Ah, that this sight should make so deep a wound,
250 And yet detested life not shrink thereat!
251 That ever death should let life bear his name,
252 Where life hath no more interest but to breathe [Footnote: 1Kb] !
                                        [Lavinia [Footnote: 1Kb] kisses <-[H]->Titus.


Marc.
253 Alas, poor heart, that kiss is comfortless
254 As frozen water to a starved snake.

Tit.
255 When will this fearful slumber have an end?

Marc.
256 Now, farewell, flattery [Footnote: 1Kb] : die, Andronicus;
257 Thou dost not slumber: see, thy two sons' heads,
258 Thy warlike hand [Footnote: 1Kb] , thy mangled daughter here,
259 Thy other banish'd son [Footnote: 1Kb] with this dear [Footnote: 1Kb] sight
260 Struck pale and bloodless, and thy brother, I,
261 Even like a stony image, cold and numb.
262 Ah, now no more will I control thy [Footnote: 1Kb] griefs:
263 Rend off [Footnote: 1Kb] thy silver hair, thy other hand
264 Gnawing [Footnote: 1Kb] with thy teeth; and be this dismal sight
265 The closing up of our [Footnote: 1Kb] most wretched eyes:
266 Now is a time to storm; why art thou still?

Tit.
267 Ha, ha, ha!

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Marc.
268 Why dost thou laugh? it fits not with this hour.

Tit.
269 Why, I have not another tear to shed:
270 Besides, this sorrow is an enemy,
271 And would usurp upon my watery eyes
272 And make them blind with tributary tears:
273 Then which way shall I find Revenge's cave? [Footnote: 1Kb]
274 For these two heads do seem to speak to me,
275 And threat me I shall never come to bliss
276 Till all these mischiefs be return'd again
277 Even in their throats that have committed them.
278 Come, let me see what task I have to do.
279 You heavy people, circle me about,
280 That I may turn me to each one of you,
281 And swear unto my soul to right your wrongs.
282 The vow is made. Come, brother, take a head;
283 And in this hand the other will I bear.
284 Lavinia [Footnote: 1Kb] , thou shalt be employ'd [Footnote: 1Kb] in these things [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
285 Bear thou my hand, [Footnote: 1Kb] sweet wench, between thy teeth [Footnote: 1Kb] .
286 As for thee, boy, go get thee from my sight;
287 Thou art an exile, and thou must not stay:
288 Hie to the Goths, and raise an army there:
289 And, if you love me, as I think you do [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
290 Let's kiss and part, for we have much to do.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb] all but Lucius.
[Footnote: 1Kb]

Luc.
291 Farewell, Andronicus, my noble father,
292 The wofull'st man that ever lived in Rome:
293 Farewell, proud Rome; till [Footnote: 1Kb] Lucius come again,
294 He leaves [Footnote: 1Kb] his pledges dearer than his life:
295 Farewell, Lavinia, my noble sister;

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296 O, would thou wert as thou tofore hast been!
297 But now nor Lucius nor Lavinia lives
298 But in oblivion and hateful griefs.
299 If Lucius live, he will requite [Footnote: 1Kb] your wrongs;
300 And make proud Saturnine [Footnote: 1Kb] and his empress
301 Beg at the gates, like [Footnote: 1Kb] Tarquin and his queen.
302 Now will I to the Goths and raise a power,
303 To be revenged on Rome and Saturnine.
                                        [Exit. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Scene II. [Footnote: 1Kb]

A room [Footnote: 1Kb] in <-[H]->Titus's house. A banquet [Footnote: 1Kb] set out.

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] <-[H]->Titus, Marcus, Lavinia, and young Lucius, a Boy.



Tit.
1 So, so; now sit: and look you eat no more
2 Than will preserve just so much strength in us
3 As will revenge these bitter woes of ours.
4 Marcus, unknit that sorrow-wreathen knot:
5 Thy niece and [Footnote: 1Kb] I, poor creatures, want our hands,
6 And cannot passionate our tenfold grief
7 With folded arms. This poor right hand of mine
8 Is left to tyrannize upon my breast;
9 Who [Footnote: 1Kb] , when my heart, all mad with misery,
10 Beats in this hollow prison of my flesh,
11 Then thus I thump it down.
[To Lavinia [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

12 Thou map of woe, that thus dost talk in signs!
13 When thy poor heart beats with outrageous [Footnote: 1Kb] beating,
14 Thou canst not strike it thus to make it still. [Footnote: 1Kb]

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15 Wound it with sighing [Footnote: 1Kb] , girl, kill it with groans;
16 Or get some little knife between thy teeth,
17 And just against thy heart make thou a hole;
18 That all the tears that thy poor eyes let fall
19 May run into that sink, and soaking in
20 Drown the lamenting fool [Footnote: 1Kb] in sea-salt [Footnote: 1Kb] tears.

Marc.
21 Fie, brother, fie! teach her not thus to lay
22 Such violent hands upon her tender life.

Tit.
23 How now! has sorrow made thee dote already?
24 Why, Marcus, no man should be mad but I.
25 What violent hands can she lay on her life?
26 Ah, wherefore dost thou urge the name of hands;
27 To bid Æneas tell the tale twice o'er,
28 How Troy was burnt and he made miserable?
29 O, handle not the theme, to talk [Footnote: 1Kb] of hands,
30 Lest we remember still that we have none.
31 Fie, fie, how franticly I square my talk,
32 As if we should forget we had no hands,
33 If Marcus did not name the word of hands! [Footnote: 1Kb]
34 Come, let's fall to; and, gentle girl, eat this:
35 Here is no drink. Hark, Marcus, what she says;
36 I can interpret all her martyr'd signs;
37 She says she drinks no other drink but tears,
38 Brew'd [Footnote: 1Kb] with her sorrow [Footnote: 1Kb] , mesh'd upon her cheeks:
39 Speechless complainer, I [Footnote: 1Kb] will learn thy thought;
40 In thy dumb action will I be as perfect
41 As begging hermits [Footnote: 1Kb] in their holy prayers:
42 Thou shalt not sigh, nor hold thy stumps to heaven,
43 Nor wink, nor nod, nor kneel, nor make a sign,
44 But I of these will wrest [Footnote: 1Kb] an alphabet,
45 And by still practice learn to know thy meaning.

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Boy.
46 Good grandsire, leave these bitter deep laments:
47 Make my aunt merry with some pleasing tale.

Marc.
48 Alas, the tender boy, in passion moved,
49 Doth weep to see his grandsire's heaviness.

Tit.
50 Peace, tender sapling; thou art made of tears,
51 And tears will quickly melt thy life away.
                                        [Marcus strikes the dish with a knife.

52 What dost thou strike at, Marcus, with thy [Footnote: 1Kb] knife?

Marc.
53 At that that I have kill'd, my lord,---a fly [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Tit.
54 Out on thee, [Footnote: 1Kb] murderer! thou kill'st my heart;
55 Mine eyes are [Footnote: 1Kb] cloy'd with view of tyranny:
56 A deed of death done on the innocent
57 Becomes not <-[H]->Titus' brother: get thee gone;
58 I see thou art not for my company.

Marc.
59 Alas, my lord, I have but kill'd a fly.

Tit.
60 'But!' How, if [Footnote: 1Kb] that fly had a father and mother? [Footnote: 1Kb]
61 How would he hang his slender gilded wings,
62 And buzz lamenting doings [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] in the air!
63 Poor harmless fly,
64 That, with his pretty buzzing melody,
65 Came here to make us merry! and thou hast kill'd him. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Marc.
66 Pardon me, sir; it was [Footnote: 1Kb] a black ill-favour'd fly, [Footnote: 1Kb]
67 Like to the empress' Moor; therefore I kill'd him.

Tit.
68 O, O, O, [Footnote: 1Kb]
69 Then pardon me for reprehending thee,
70 For thou hast done a charitable deed.
71 Give me thy knife, I will insult on him;
72 Flattering myself [Footnote: 1Kb] , as if it were the Moor

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73 Come hither purposely to poison me.
74 There's for thyself, and that's for Tamora.
75 Ah, sirrah! [Footnote: 1Kb]
76 Yet, I think [Footnote: 1Kb] , we are not brought so low,
77 But that between us we can kill a fly
78 That comes in likeness of a coal-black Moor [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Marc.
79 Alas, poor man! grief has so wrought on him,
80 He takes false shadows for true substances.

Tit.
81 Come, take away. [Footnote: 1Kb] Lavinia, go with me:
82 I'll to thy closet; and go read with thee
83 Sad stories chanced in the times of old.
84 Come, boy, and go with me: thy sight is young,
85 And thou shalt read when mine begin [Footnote: 1Kb] to dazzle.
                                        [Exeunt.



ACT IV.




Scene I. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Rome. <-[H]->Titus's garden. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->

Enter young Lucius [Footnote: 1Kb] and Lavinia running after him, and the boy flies from her, with his books under his arm. Then enter [Footnote: 1Kb] <-[H]->Titus and Marcus.



Boy. [Footnote: 1Kb]
1 Help, grandsire, help! my aunt Lavinia
2 Follows me every where, I know not why:
3 Good uncle Marcus, see how swift she comes.
4 Alas, sweet aunt, I know not what you mean.

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Marc.
5 Stand by me, Lucius; do not fear thine [Footnote: 1Kb] aunt.

Tit.
6 She loves thee, boy, too well to do thee harm.

Boy.
7 Ay, when my father was in Rome she did.

Marc.
8 What means my niece Lavinia by these signs?

Tit.
9 Fear her not [Footnote: 1Kb] , Lucius: somewhat doth she mean:
10 See [Footnote: 1Kb] , Lucius, see how much she makes of thee:
11 Somewhither [Footnote: 1Kb] would she have thee go with her.
12 Ah, [Footnote: 1Kb] boy, Cornelia never with more care
13 Read to her sons than she hath read [Footnote: 1Kb] to thee
14 Sweet poetry and Tully's Orator [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Marc. [Footnote: 1Kb]
15 Canst thou not guess wherefore she plies thee thus?

Boy.
16 My lord, I know not, I, nor can I guess,
17 Unless some fit or [Footnote: 1Kb] frenzy do possess her:
18 For I have heard my grandsire say full oft,
19 Extremity of griefs [Footnote: 1Kb] would make men mad;
20 And I have read that Hecuba of Troy
21 Ran mad for [Footnote: 1Kb] sorrow: that made me to fear;
22 Although, my lord, I know my noble aunt
23 Loves me as dear as e'er my mother did,
24 And would not, but in fury, fright my youth:
25 Which made me down to throw my books and fly,
26 Causeless perhaps. But pardon me, sweet aunt:
27 And, madam, if my uncle Marcus go,
28 I wil [Footnote: 1Kb] l most willingly attend your ladyship.

Marc.
29 Lucius, I will.
                                        [Lavinia [Footnote: 1Kb] turns over with her stumps the books which Lucius has let fall.


Tit.
30 How now, Lavinia! Marcus, what means this?
31 Some book there is that she desires to see.
32 Which is it, girl, of these? Open them, boy.

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33 But thou art deeper read, and better skill'd:
34 Come, and take [Footnote: 1Kb] choice of all my library,
35 And so beguile thy sorrow, till the heavens [Footnote: 1Kb]
36 Reveal the damn'd contriver of this deed.
37 Why lifts she up her arms in sequence thus?

Marc.
38 I think she means that there were [Footnote: 1Kb] more than one
39 Confederate in the fact; ay, more there was;
40 Or else to heaven she heaves them for [Footnote: 1Kb] revenge.

Tit.
41 Lucius, what book is that she tosseth [Footnote: 1Kb] so?

Boy.
42 Grandsire, 'tis Ovid's Metamorphoses [Footnote: 1Kb] :
43 My mother gave it me.

Marc.
                                    44 For love of her that's gone,
45 Perhaps she cull'd it from among the rest.

Tit.
46 Soft! so [Footnote: 1Kb] busily she turns the leaves!
47 Help her: [Footnote: 1Kb]
48 What would she find? Lavinia, shall I read?
49 This is the tragic tale of Philomel,
50 And treats of Tereus' treason and his rape;
51 And rape, I fear, was root of thine annoy.

Marc.
52 See, brother, see; note how she quotes the leaves.

Tit.
53 Lavinia, wert thou thus surprised, sweet girl,
54 Ravish'd and wrong'd, as Philomela was,
55 Forced in the ruthless, vast, and gloomy woods?
56 See, see!
57 Ay, such a place there is, where we did hunt [Footnote: 1Kb] ---
58 O, had we never, never hunted there!---
59 Pattern'd by that the poet here describes,
60 By nature made for murders and for rapes.

Marc.
61 O, why should nature build so foul a den,
62 Unless the gods delight in tragedies? [Footnote: 1Kb]

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Tit.
63 Give signs, sweet girl, for here are none but friends,
64 What Roman lord it was durst do the deed:
65 Or slunk [Footnote: 1Kb] not Saturnine, as Tarquin erst [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
66 That left the camp to sin [Footnote: 1Kb] in Lucrece' bed? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Marc.
67 Sit down, sweet niece: brother, sit down by me.
68 Apollo, Pallas, Jove, or Mercury,
69 Inspire me, that I may this treason find!
70 My lord, look here: look here, Lavinia:
71 This sandy plot is plain; guide, if thou canst,
72 This after me. [He writes his name with his staff, and guides it with feet [Footnote: 1Kb] and mouth. [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] ] I [Footnote: 1Kb] have writ my name
73 Without the help of any hand at all.
74 Cursed be that [Footnote: 1Kb] heart [Footnote: 1Kb] that forced us to this [Footnote: 1Kb] shift!
75 Write thou, good niece; and here display at last [Footnote: 1Kb]
76 What God will have discovered [Footnote: 1Kb] for revenge:
77 Heaven guide thy pen to print thy sorrows plain,
78 That we may know the traitors and the truth!
                                        [She takes the staff in her mouth, and guides it with her stumps, and writes.


Tit. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->
79 O, do ye [Footnote: 1Kb] read, my lord, what she hath writ [Footnote: 1Kb] ?
80 'Stuprum. Chiron. Demetrius.'

Marc.
81 What, what! the lustful sons of Tamora
82 Performers of this heinous [Footnote: 1Kb] , bloody deed?

Tit.
83 Magni Dominator [Footnote: 1Kb] poli,
84 Tam lentus audis scelera? tam lentus vides?

Marc.
85 O, calm thee, gentle lord; although I know

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86 There is enough written upon this earth
87 To stir a mutiny in the mildest thoughts
88 And arm the minds of infants to exclaims [Footnote: 1Kb] .
89 My lord, kneel down with me; Lavinia, kneel;
90 And kneel, sweet boy, the Roman Hector's hope;
91 And swear with me, as, with the woful fere [Footnote: 1Kb]
92 And father of that chaste dishonour'd [Footnote: 1Kb] dame,
93 Lord Junius Brutus sware [Footnote: 1Kb] for Lucrece' rape,
94 That we will prosecute by good advice [Footnote: 1Kb]
95 Mortal revenge upon these traitorous Goths,
96 And see their blood, or [Footnote: 1Kb] die with this reproach.

Tit.
97 'Tis sure enough, an [Footnote: 1Kb] you knew how [Footnote: 1Kb] .
98 But if you hunt [Footnote: 1Kb] these bear-whelps, then beware:
99 The [Footnote: 1Kb] dam will wake; and if she wind you once, [Footnote: 1Kb]
100 She's with the lion deeply still in league,
101 And lulls him whilst she playeth [Footnote: 1Kb] on her back,
102 And when he sleeps will she do what she list.
103 You are [Footnote: 1Kb] a young huntsman, Marcus; let alone [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
104 And, come, I will go get a leaf of brass,
105 And with a gad of steel will write these words,
106 And lay it by: the angry northern wind
107 Will blow these sands, like Sibyl's leaves, abroad,
108 And where's your [Footnote: 1Kb] lesson then? Boy, what say you?

Boy.
109 I say, my lord, that if I were a man,
110 Their mother's bed-chamber should not be safe
111 For these bad bondmen to the yoke of Rome.

Marc.
112 Ay, that's my boy! thy father hath full oft
113 For his [Footnote: 1Kb] ungrateful country done the like.

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Boy.
114 And, uncle, so will I, an if [Footnote: 1Kb] I live.

Tit.
115 Come, go with me into mine [Footnote: 1Kb] armoury;
116 Lucius, I'll fit thee, and withal, my boy
117 Shall [Footnote: 1Kb] carry from [Footnote: 1Kb] me to the empress' sons
118 Presents that I intend to send them both:
119 Come, come; thou'lt do thy [Footnote: 1Kb] message, wilt thou not?

Boy.
120 Ay, with my dagger in their bosoms [Footnote: 1Kb] , grandsire.

Tit.
121 No, boy, not so; I'll teach thee [Footnote: 1Kb] another course.
122 Lavinia, come. Marcus, look to my house:
123 Lucius and I'll go brave it at the court;
124 Ay, marry, will we, sir; and we'll be waited on.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> <-[H]->Titus, Lavinia, and Young Lucius.


Marc.
125 O heavens, can you hear a good man groan,
126 And not relent, or not compassion him?
127 Marcus, attend him in his ecstasy,
128 That hath more scars of sorrow in his heart
129 Than foemen's marks upon his batter'd shield,
130 But yet [Footnote: 1Kb] so just that he will not revenge.
131 Revenge, ye heavens, [Footnote: 1Kb] for old Andronicus!
                                        [Exit.



Scene II. [Footnote: 1Kb]

The same. A room in the palace. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter Aaron, Chiron, and Demetrius at one door; and at another door, young Lucius, and an Attendant [Footnote: 1Kb] , with a bundle of weapons, and verses writ upon them.



Chi.
1 Demetrius, here's the son of Lucius;

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2 He hath some message to deliver us.

Aar.
3 Ay, some mad message from his mad grandfather.

Boy.
4 My lords, with all the humbleness I may,
5 I greet your honours from Andronicus.
[Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

6 And pray the Roman gods confound you both!

Dem.
7 Gramercy, lovely Lucius: what's [Footnote: 1Kb] the news?

Boy. [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

8 That you are both decipher'd, that's the news, [Footnote: 1Kb]
9 For villains [Footnote: 1Kb] mark'd with rape.---May it please you,
10 My grandsire, well advised, hath sent by me
11 The goodliest weapons of his armoury
12 To gratify your honourable youth,
13 The hope of Rome; for so he bid [Footnote: 1Kb] me say;
14 And so I do, and with his gifts present
15 Your lordships, that [Footnote: 1Kb] , whenever you have need,
16 You may be armed and appointed well:
17 And so I leave you both, [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ] like bloody [Footnote: 1Kb] villains.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb] Boy and Attendant.


Dem.
18 What's here? A scroll, and written round about!
19 Let's see:

[Reads]

20 'Integer vitæ, scelerisque purus,
21 Non eget [Footnote: 1Kb] Mauri [Footnote: 1Kb] jaculis, nec arcu [Footnote: 1Kb] .'

Chi.
22 O, 'tis a verse in Horace; I know it well:
23 I read it in the grammar long ago.

Aar.
24 Ay, just; a verse in Horace; right, you have it.
[Aside]

25 Now, what a thing it is to be an ass!
26 Here's no sound [Footnote: 1Kb] jest: the old man hath found their guilt,
27 And sends them [Footnote: 1Kb] weapons wrapp'd about with lines,
28 That wound, beyond their feeling, to the quick.

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29 But were our witty empress well afoot,
30 She would applaud Andronicus' conceit:
31 But let her rest in her unrest awhile [Footnote: 1Kb] .---
32 And now, young lords, was't not a happy star
33 Led us to Rome, strangers, and more than so,
34 Captives, to be advanced to this height?
35 It did me good, before the palace gate
36 To brave the tribune in his brother's [Footnote: 1Kb] hearing.

Dem.
37 But me more good, to see so great a lord
38 Basely insinuate and send us gifts.

Aar.
39 Had he not reason, Lord Demetrius?
40 Did you not use his daughter very friendly?

Dem.
41 I would we had a thousand Roman dames
42 At such a bay, by turn to serve our [Footnote: 1Kb] lust.

Chi.
43 A charitable wish and full of love.

Aar.
44 Here [Footnote: 1Kb] lacks [Footnote: 1Kb] but your [Footnote: 1Kb] mother for to say [Footnote: 1Kb] amen.

Chi.
45 And that would she for twenty thousand more.

Dem.
46 Come, let us go, and pray to all the gods
47 For our beloved mother in her pains.

Aar. [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

48 Pray to the devils; the gods have given us over.
                                        [Trumpets sound within. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Dem.
49 Why do the emperor's trumpets flourish thus?

Chi.
50 Belike, for joy the emperor hath a son.

Dem.
51 Soft! who comes here? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Nurse, with a blackamoor Child.



Nur.
                                    52 Good morrow, lords:
53 O, tell me, did you see Aaron the Moor? [Footnote: 1Kb]

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Aar.
54 Well, more or less, or ne'er a whit at all,
55 Here Aaron is; and what with Aaron now?

Nur.
56 O gentle Aaron, we are all undone!
57 Now help, or woe betide thee evermore!

Aar.
58 Why, what a caterwauling [Footnote: 1Kb] dost thou keep!
59 What dost thou wrap and fumble in thine arms?

Nur.
60 O, that which I would hide from heaven's eye,
61 Our empress' shame and stately Rome's disgrace!
62 She is deliver'd, lords, she is deliver'd [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Aar.
63 To whom? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Nur.
                                    64 I mean, she is brought a-bed [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Aar.
65 Well, God give her good rest! What hath he sent her [Footnote: 1Kb] ?

Nur.
66 A devil.

Aar.
                                    67 Why, then she is the devil's dam;
68 A joyful issue [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Nur.
69 A joyless, dismal, black and sorrowful issue:
70 Here is the babe, as loathsome as a toad
71 Amongst the fairest breeders [Footnote: 1Kb] of our clime:
72 The empress sends it thee, thy stamp, thy seal,
73 And bids thee christen it with thy dagger's point.

Aar.
74 'Zounds, ye [Footnote: 1Kb] whore! is black so base a hue?
75 Sweet blowse [Footnote: 1Kb] , you are a beauteous blossom, sure.

Dem.
76 Villain, what hast thou done?

Aar.
77 That [Footnote: 1Kb] which thou canst not undo.

Chi.
78 Thou hast undone our mother.

Aar.
79 Villain, I have [Footnote: 1Kb] done thy mother. [Footnote: 1Kb]

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Dem.
80 And therein, hellish dog, thou hast undone her. [Footnote: 1Kb]
81 Woe to her chance, and damn'd her loathed choice!
82 Accursed the offspring of so foul a fiend!

Chi.
83 It shall not live.

Aar.
84 It shall not die [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Nur.
85 Aaron, it must; the mother wills it so.

Aar.
86 What, must it, nurse? then let no man but I
87 Do execution on my flesh and blood.

Dem.
88 I'll broach the tadpole on my rapier's point:
89 Nurse, give it me; my sword shall soon dispatch it.

Aar.
90 Sooner this sword shall plough thy bowels up.
                                        [Takes [Footnote: 1Kb] the Child from the Nurse, and draws.

91 Stay, murderous villains! will you kill your brother?
92 Now, by the burning tapers of the sky,
93 That shone so brightly when this boy was got,
94 He dies upon my scimitar's [Footnote: 1Kb] sharp point
95 That touches this my first-born son and heir!
96 I tell you, younglings, not Enceladus,
97 With all his threatening band of Typhon's brood,
98 Nor great Alcides, nor the god of war,
99 Shall seize this prey [Footnote: 1Kb] out of his father's hands.
100 What, what, ye sanguine [Footnote: 1Kb] , shallow-hearted boys!
101 Ye white-limed [Footnote: 1Kb] walls! ye alehouse painted signs!
102 Coal-black is better than another hue,
103 In that it scorns [Footnote: 1Kb] to bear another hue;
104 For all the water in the ocean
105 Can never turn the swan's black legs to white [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
106 Although she lave them hourly in the flood.
107 Tell the empress from me, I am of age [Footnote: 1Kb]
108 To keep mine own, excuse it how she can.

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Dem.
109 Wilt thou betray thy noble mistress thus?

Aar.
110 My mistress is my mistress, this myself,
111 The vigour and the picture of my youth:
112 This before all the world do I prefer;
113 This maugre all the world will I keep safe,
114 Or some of you shall smoke for it in Rome.

Dem.
115 By this our mother is for ever shamed.

Chi.
116 Rome will despise her for this foul escape.

Nur.
117 The emperor in his rage will doom her death.

Chi.
118 I blush to think upon this ignomy [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Aar.
119 Why, there's the privilege your beauty bears:
120 Fie, treacherous hue, that will betray with blushing
121 The close enacts and counsels of the heart [Footnote: 1Kb] !
122 Here's a young lad framed of another leer:
123 Look, how the black slave smiles upon the father,
124 As who should say 'Old lad, I am thine own.'
125 He is your brother, lords, sensibly fed
126 Of that self-blood that first gave life to you;
127 And from that [Footnote: 1Kb] womb where you imprison'd [Footnote: 1Kb] were
128 He is enfranchised and come to light:
129 Nay, he is [Footnote: 1Kb] your brother by the surer side,
130 Although my seal be stamped in his face.

Nur.
131 Aaron, what shall I say unto the empress? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Dem.
132 Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be done,
133 And we will all subscribe to thy advice [Footnote: 1Kb] :
134 Save thou the child, so we may all be [Footnote: 1Kb] safe.

Aar.
135 Then sit we down, and let us all consult.
136 My son and I will have the wind of you:
137 Keep there: now talk at pleasure of your safety.
                                        [They sit. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Dem.
138 How many women saw this child of his?

Aar.
139 Why, so, brave lords! when [Footnote: 1Kb] we [Footnote: 1Kb] join in league,

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140 I am a lamb: but if you brave the Moor,
141 The chafed boar, the mountain lioness,
142 The ocean swells not so as [Footnote: 1Kb] Aaron storms.
143 But say, again, how many saw the child? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Nur.
144 Cornelia the midwife and myself;
145 And no one [Footnote: 1Kb] else but the deliver'd [Footnote: 1Kb] empress.

Aar.
146 The empress, the midwife, and yourself:
147 Two may keep counsel when the [Footnote: 1Kb] third's away:
148 Go to the empress, tell her this I said.
                                        [He kills the Nurse. [Footnote: 1Kb]

149 Weke, weke!
150 So cries a pig prepared [Footnote: 1Kb] to the spit [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Dem.
151 What mean'st thou, Aaron? wherefore didst thou this? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Aar.
152 O Lord, sir, 'tis a deed of policy:
153 Shall she live to betray this guilt of ours,
154 A long-tongued babbling gossip? no, lords, no:
155 And now be it known to you my full intent.
156 Not far, one Muliteus [Footnote: 1Kb] , my countryman,
157 His wife but yesternight was brought to bed;
158 His child is like to her, fair as you are:
159 Go pack with him, and give the mother gold,
160 And tell them both the circumstance of all;
161 And how by this their child shall [Footnote: 1Kb] be advanced,
162 And be received [Footnote: 1Kb] for the emperor's heir,
163 And substituted in the place of mine,
164 To calm this tempest whirling [Footnote: 1Kb] in the court;
165 And let the emperor dandle him for his own.

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166 Hark ye, lords [Footnote: 1Kb] ; you see [Footnote: 1Kb] I [Footnote: 1Kb] have given her physic,
                                        [Pointing to the Nurse. [Footnote: 1Kb]

167 And you must needs bestow her funeral;
168 The fields are near, and you are gallant grooms:
169 This done, see that you take no longer days [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
170 But send the midwife presently to me.
171 The midwife and the nurse well made away,
172 Then let the ladies tattle what they please [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Chi.
173 Aaron, I see thou wilt not trust the air
174 With secrets [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Dem.
                                    175 For this care of Tamora,
176 Herself and hers are highly bound to thee.
                                        [Exeunt [Footnote: 1Kb] Dem. and Chi. bearing off the Nurse's body.


Aar.
177 Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies;
178 There to dispose this treasure in mine arms,
179 And secretly to greet the empress' friends,
180 Come on, you thick-lipp'd slave, I'll bear you hence;
181 For it is you that puts [Footnote: 1Kb] us to our shifts:
182 I'll make you feed [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] on berries and on roots,
183 And feed on curds and whey, and suck the goat,
184 And cabin in a cave, and bring you up
185 To be a warrior and command a camp.
                                        [Exit.


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Scene III. [Footnote: 1Kb]

The same. A public place. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> <-[H]->Titus, bearing arrows with letters at the ends of them; with him, Marcus, young Lucius, and other Gentlemen (Publius, Sempronius, and Caius) [Footnote: 1Kb] , with bows.



Tit.
1 Come, Marcus, come; kinsmen, [Footnote: 1Kb] this is the way.
2 Sir boy, let [Footnote: 1Kb] me see your archery;
3 Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there straight.
4 Terras Astræa reliquit:
5 Be you [Footnote: 1Kb] remember'd, Marcus, she's gone, she's fled.
6 Sirs [Footnote: 1Kb] , take you to your tools. You, cousins, shall
7 Go sound the ocean, and cast your nets;
8 Happily [Footnote: 1Kb] you may catch [Footnote: 1Kb] her in the sea [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
9 Yet there's as little justice as at land:
10 No; Publius and Sempronius, you must do it;
11 'Tis you must dig with mattock and with spade,
12 And pierce the inmost centre of the earth:
13 Then, when you come to Pluto's region,
14 I pray you, deliver him [Footnote: 1Kb] this petition;
15 Tell him, it is for justice and for aid,
16 And that it comes from old Andronicus,
17 Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome.
18 Ah, Rome! Well, well; I made thee miserable

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19 What time I threw the people's suffrages
20 On him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me.
21 Go, get you gone; and pray be careful all,
22 And leave you not a man-of-war unsearch'd:
23 This wicked emperor may have shipp'd her hence;
24 And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for justice.

Marc.
25 O Publius, is not this a heavy case,
26 To see thy noble uncle thus distract?

Pub. [Footnote: 1Kb]
27 Therefore, my lord [Footnote: 1Kb] , it highly us concerns
28 By day and night to attend him carefully,
29 And feed his humour kindly as we may,
30 Till time beget some careful remedy.

Marc.
31 Kinsmen [Footnote: 1Kb] , his sorrows are past remedy.
32 Join with the Goths, and with revengeful war
33 Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude
34 And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine.

Tit.
35 Publius, how now! how now, my masters!
36 What, have [Footnote: 1Kb] you met with her?

Pub. [Footnote: 1Kb]
37 No, my good lord; but Pluto sends you word,
38 If you will have Revenge from hell, you shall:
39 Marry, for Justice, she is so [Footnote: 1Kb] employ'd,
40 He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhere else,
41 So that perforce you must needs stay a time.

Tit.
42 He doth me wrong to feed me with delays.
43 I'll dive into the burning lake below,
44 And pull her out of Acheron [Footnote: 1Kb] by the heels.
45 Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we,
46 No big-boned men framed of the Cyclops' size;
47 But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back,
48 Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs [Footnote: 1Kb] can bear:
49 And sith there's no justice [Footnote: 1Kb] in earth nor [Footnote: 1Kb] hell,
50 We will solicit heaven, and move the gods

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51 To send down Justice for to wreak our wrongs.
52 Come, to [Footnote: 1Kb] this gear. You are [Footnote: 1Kb] a good archer, Marcus;
                                        [He gives them the arrows.

53 'Ad Jovem,' that's for you: here, 'Ad Apollinem [Footnote: 1Kb] :'
54 'Ad Martem,' that's [Footnote: 1Kb] for myself:
55 Here, boy, to Pallas: here, to Mercury:
56 To Saturn, Caius [Footnote: 1Kb] , not to Saturnine;
57 You were as good to shoot against the wind.
58 To it, boy [Footnote: 1Kb] ! Marcus, loose [Footnote: 1Kb] when I bid.
59 Of my [Footnote: 1Kb] word, I have written to effect;
60 There's not a god left unsolicited.

Marc.
61 Kinsmen [Footnote: 1Kb] , shoot all your shafts into the court:
62 We will afflict the emperor in his pride.

Tit.
63 Now, masters, draw. [They shoot. [Footnote: 1Kb] ] O, well said, Lucius!
64 Good boy, in [Footnote: 1Kb] Virgo's lap; give it [Footnote: 1Kb] Pallas [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Marc.
65 My lord, I aim [Footnote: 1Kb] a mile beyond the moon;
66 Your letter is with Jupiter by this.

Tit.
67 Ha, ha!
68 Publius, Publius [Footnote: 1Kb] , what hast thou done?
69 See, see, thou hast [Footnote: 1Kb] shot off one of Taurus' horns.

Marc.
70 This was the sport, my lord: when Publius shot,
71 The Bull, being gall'd, gave Aries such a knock
72 That down fell both the Ram's horns in the court;
73 And who should find them but the empress' villain [Footnote: 1Kb] ? [Footnote: 1Kb]

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74 She laugh'd, and told the Moor he should not choose
75 But give them to his master for a present.

Tit.
76 Why, there it goes: God give his [Footnote: 1Kb] lordship joy!

Enter a Clown [Footnote: 1Kb] , with a basket, and two pigeons in it [Footnote: 1Kb] .


77 News, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come. [Footnote: 1Kb]
78 Sirrah, what tidings? have you any letters?
79 Shall I have justice? what says Jupiter?

Clo.

80 O, [Footnote: 1Kb] the gibbet-maker [Footnote: 1Kb] ! he says that he hath [Footnote: 1Kb] taken 81 them down again, for the man must not be hanged till the 82 next week.



Tit.

83 But [Footnote: 1Kb] what says Jupiter, I ask thee?



Clo.

84 Alas, sir, I know not Jupiter [Footnote: 1Kb] ; I never drank with 85 him in all my life. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Tit.

86 Why, villain, art not thou the carrier?



Clo.

87 Ay, of my pigeons, sir; nothing [Footnote: 1Kb] else.



Tit.

88 Why, didst thou not come from heaven?



Clo.

89 From heaven! alas, sir, I never came there: [Footnote: 1Kb] God 90 forbid I should be so bold to press to heaven [Footnote: 1Kb] in my young 91 days. Why, I am going with my pigeons to the tribunal 92 plebs, to take up a matter of brawl betwixt my uncle and 93 one of the emperial's men.



Marc.

94 Why, sir, that is as fit as can be to serve for 95 your oration; and let him deliver the pigeons to the 96 emperor from you.



Tit.

97 Tell me, can you deliver an oration to the emperor 98 with a grace?



Clo.

99 Nay, truly, sir, I could never say grace in all my life.



Tit.
100 Sirrah, come hither: make no more ado,
101 But give your pigeons to the emperor:

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102 By me thou shalt have justice at his hands.
103 Hold, hold; meanwhile here's [Footnote: 1Kb] money for thy charges.
104 Give me pen [Footnote: 1Kb] and ink.
105 Sirrah, can you with a grace deliver a supplication?

Clo.

106 Ay, sir.



Tit.

107 Then here is a supplication for you. And when you 108 come to him, at the first approach you must kneel; then kiss 109 his foot; then deliver up your pigeons; and then look for 110 your reward. I'll be at hand, sir; see you do it bravely.



Clo.
111 I warrant you, sir, let me alone.

Tit.
112 Sirrah, hast thou a knife? come, let me see it.
113 Here, Marcus, fold it in the oration;
114 For thou hast made it like an humble suppliant:
115 And when thou hast given it to [Footnote: 1Kb] the emperor,
116 Knock at my door, and tell me what he says.

Clo.
117 God be with you, sir; I will.
                                        [Exit. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Tit.
118 Come, Marcus, let us [Footnote: 1Kb] go. Publius, follow me.
                                        [Exeunt.



Scene IV. [Footnote: 1Kb]

The same. Before [Footnote: 1Kb] the palace.

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> Saturninus, Tamora, Chiron, Demetrius, Lords, and others; Saturninus with the Arrows in his hand that <-[H]->Titus shot.



Sat.
1 Why, lords, [Footnote: 1Kb] what wrongs are these! was ever seen
2 An [Footnote: 1Kb] emperor in [Footnote: 1Kb] Rome thus overborne,
3 Troubled, confronted thus, and for the extent

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4 Of egal [Footnote: 1Kb] justice used in such contempt? [Footnote: 1Kb]
5 My lords, you know, as know the mightful gods [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
6 However these [Footnote: 1Kb] disturbers of our peace
7 Buzz in the people's ears, there nought hath pass'd
8 But even with law [Footnote: 1Kb] against the wilful sons
9 Of old Andronicus. And what an if [Footnote: 1Kb]
10 His sorrows have so overwhelm'd his wits,
11 Shall we be thus afflicted in his wreaks [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
12 His fits, his frenzy and his bitterness?
13 And now he writes to heaven for his redress:
14 See, here's to Jove, and this to Mercury;
15 This to Apollo; this to the god of war:
16 Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets of Rome!
17 What's this but libelling against the senate,
18 And blazoning [Footnote: 1Kb] our unjustice [Footnote: 1Kb] every where?
19 A goodly humour, is it not, my lords?
20 As who would say, in Rome no justice were.
21 But if I live, his feigned ecstasies [Footnote: 1Kb]
22 Shall be no shelter to these outrages:
23 But he and his shall know that justice lives
24 In Saturninus' health [Footnote: 1Kb] ; whom [Footnote: 1Kb] , if he sleep,
25 He'll so awake, as he [Footnote: 1Kb] in fury shall
26 Cut off the proud'st [Footnote: 1Kb] conspirator that lives.

Tam.
27 My gracious lord, my lovely [Footnote: 1Kb] Saturnine,
28 Lord of my life, commander of my thoughts [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
29 Calm thee, and bear the faults of <-[H]->Titus' age [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
30 The effects of sorrow for his valiant sons,
31 Whose loss hath pierced him deep and scarr'd his heart;

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32 And rather comfort [Footnote: 1Kb] his distressed plight
33 Than prosecute the meanest or the best
34 For these contempts. [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ] Why, thus it shall become
35 High-witted Tamora to gloze with all [Footnote: 1Kb] :
36 But, <-[H]->Titus, I have touch'd thee to the quick,
37 Thy [Footnote: 1Kb] life-blood out [Footnote: 1Kb] : if Aaron now be wise, [Footnote: 1Kb]
38 Then is all safe, the anchor [Footnote: 1Kb] in the port.

Enter Clown.


39 How now, good fellow! wouldst thou speak with us?

Clo.

40 Yea [Footnote: 1Kb] , forsooth, an [Footnote: 1Kb] your mistership [Footnote: 1Kb] be emperial.



Tam.

41 Empress I am, but yonder sits the emperor.



Clo.

42 'Tis he. God and Saint Stephen give you god-den [Footnote: 1Kb] : 43 I have brought you a letter and a couple of pigeons 44 here [Footnote: 1Kb] . [Footnote: 1Kb]


                                        [Saturninus [Footnote: 1Kb] reads the letter.


Sat.

45 Go, take him away, and hang him presently. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Clo.

46 How much money must I have? [Footnote: 1Kb]



Tam.

47 Come, sirrah, you [Footnote: 1Kb] must be hanged.



Clo.

48 Hanged! by'r [Footnote: 1Kb] lady, then [Footnote: 1Kb] I have brought up a [Footnote: 1Kb] neck 49 to a fair end.


                                        [Exit, guarded. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Sat.
50 Despiteful and intolerable wrongs!
51 Shall I endure this monstrous villany?

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52 I know from whence this same device [Footnote: 1Kb] proceeds:
53 May this be borne? As [Footnote: 1Kb] if his traitorous sons,
54 That died by law for murder of our brother,
55 Have by my means been butcher'd [Footnote: 1Kb] wrongfully!
56 Go, drag the villain hither by the hair;
57 Nor age nor honour shall shape [Footnote: 1Kb] privilege:
58 For this proud mock I'll be thy slaughter-man;
59 Sly frantic wretch, that holp'st to make me great,
60 In hope thyself should govern Rome and me.

Enter Æmilius. [Footnote: 1Kb]


61 What [Footnote: 1Kb] news with thee, Æmilius?

Æmil.
62 Arm, my lords [Footnote: 1Kb] ; Rome never had more cause.
63 The Goths have gather'd [Footnote: 1Kb] head, and with a power
64 Of high-resolved men, bent to the spoil,
65 They hither march amain, under conduct [Footnote: 1Kb]
66 Of Lucius, son to old Andronicus;
67 Who threats, in course of this [Footnote: 1Kb] revenge, to do
68 As much as ever Coriolanus did.

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
69 Is warlike Lucius general of the Goths? [Footnote: 1Kb]
70 These tidings nip me, and I hang the head
71 As flowers with frost or grass beat down with storms:
72 Ay, now begin [Footnote: 1Kb] our sorrows to approach:
73 'Tis he the common people love so much;
74 Myself hath often heard [Footnote: 1Kb] them say [Footnote: 1Kb] ,

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75 When I have walked like a private man,
76 That Lucius' banishment was wrongfully,
77 And they have [Footnote: 1Kb] wish'd that Lucius [Footnote: 1Kb] were their emperor.

Tam.
78 Why should you fear? is not your [Footnote: 1Kb] city strong?

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
79 Ay, but the citizens favour Lucius,
80 And will revolt from me to succour him.

Tam.
81 King, be thy thoughts imperious, like thy name.
82 Is the sun dimm'd, that gnats do fly in it [Footnote: 1Kb] ? [Footnote: 1Kb]
83 The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
84 And is not careful what they mean thereby,
85 Knowing that with the shadow of his wings [Footnote: 1Kb]
86 He can at pleasure stint their melody:
87 Even so mayst [Footnote: 1Kb] thou the giddy men of Rome.
88 Then cheer thy spirit: for know, thou emperor,
89 I will enchant the old Andronicus
90 With words more sweet, and yet more dangerous,
91 Than baits to fish, or honey-stalks to sheep;
92 Whenas the one is wounded with the bait,
93 The other rotted with delicious feed [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb]
94 But he will not entreat his son for us.

Tam.
95 If Tamora entreat him, then [Footnote: 1Kb] he will:
96 For I can smooth [Footnote: 1Kb] , and fill his aged ears [Footnote: 1Kb]
97 With golden promises; that, were his heart
98 Almost impregnable, his old ears [Footnote: 1Kb] deaf,
99 Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue.
[To Æmilius [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

100 Go thou before, be [Footnote: 1Kb] our ambassador:
101 Say that the emperor requests a parley
102 Of warlike Lucius, and appoint the meeting

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103 Even at his father's house, the old Andronicus. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb]
104 Æmilius, do this message honourably:
105 And if he stand on [Footnote: 1Kb] hostage for his safety,
106 Bid him demand what pledge will please him best.

Æmil.
107 Your bidding shall I do effectually.
                                        [Exit.


Tam.
108 Now will I to that old Andronicus,
109 And temper him with all [Footnote: 1Kb] the art I have,
110 To pluck proud Lucius from the warlike Goths.
111 And now, sweet emperor, be blithe again,
112 And bury all thy fear in my devices [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Sat.
113 Then go successantly [Footnote: 1Kb] , and plead [Footnote: 1Kb] to him [Footnote: 1Kb] .
                                        [Exeunt. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Act V.




Scene I. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Plains near Rome. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Flourish. [Footnote: 1Kb] Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Lucius and Goths, with drum and colours.



Luc.
1 Approved warriors, and my faithful friends,
2 I have received letters from great Rome,
3 Which signify [Footnote: 1Kb] what hate they bear their emperor,
4 And how desirous of our sight they are.
5 Therefore, great lords, be, as your titles witness,
6 Imperious, and impatient of your wrongs;

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7 And wherein Rome hath done you any scath,
8 Let him make treble satisfaction.

First Goth. [Footnote: 1Kb]
9 Brave slip, sprung from the great Andronicus,
10 Whose name was once our terror, now our comfort;
11 Whose high exploits and honourable deeds
12 Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt,
13 Be bold [Footnote: 1Kb] in us: [Footnote: 1Kb] we'll follow where thou lead'st,
14 Like stinging bees in hottest summer's day,
15 Led by their master to the flowered [Footnote: 1Kb] fields,
16 And be avenged [Footnote: 1Kb] on cursed Tamora.

All the Goths. [Footnote: 1Kb]
17 And as he saith, so say we all with him.

Luc.
18 I humbly thank him, and I thank you all.
19 But who comes here, led by a lusty Goth?

Enter a Goth, leading [Footnote: 1Kb] Aaron with his Child in his arms.

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Sec. Goth. [Footnote: 1Kb]
20 Renowned [Footnote: 1Kb] Lucius, from our troops I stray'd
21 To gaze upon a ruinous monastery;
22 And, as I earnestly did fix mine eye
23 Upon the wasted building, suddenly [Footnote: 1Kb]
24 I heard a child cry underneath a wall.
25 I made unto the noise; when soon I heard
26 The crying babe controll'd with this discourse:
27 'Peace, tawny slave, half me and half thy dam!
28 Did not thy hue bewray whose brat thou art,
29 Had nature lent thee but thy mother's look,
30 Villain, thou mightst have been an emperor:
31 But where the bull and cow are both milk-white,
32 They never do beget a coal-black calf.
33 Peace, villain, peace!'---even thus he rates the babe---
34 'For I must bear thee to a trusty Goth;

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35 Who, when he knows thou art the empress' babe,
36 Will hold thee dearly for thy mother's sake.'
37 With this, my weapon drawn, I rush'd upon him,
38 Surprised him suddenly, and brought him hither,
39 To use as you think needful of the man.

Luc.
40 O worthy Goth, this is the incarnate devil
41 That robb'd Andronicus of his good hand;
42 This is the pearl that pleased your empress' eye;
43 And here's the base fruit of his [Footnote: 1Kb] burning lust.
44 Say, wall-eyed slave, whither [Footnote: 1Kb] wouldst thou convey
45 This growing image of thy fiend-like face? [Footnote: 1Kb]
46 Why dost not speak? what, deaf? not [Footnote: 1Kb] a word?
47 A halter, soldiers! hang him on this tree,
48 And by his side his fruit of bastardy.

Aar.
49 Touch not the boy; he is of royal blood.

Luc.
50 Too like the sire for ever being good.
51 First hang the child, that he may see it sprawl;
52 A sight to vex the father's soul withal.
53 Get me a ladder. [Footnote: 1Kb]
                                        [A ladder [Footnote: 1Kb] brought, which Aaron is made to ascend.


Aar.
                                    54 Lucius, save the child,
55 And bear it from me to the empress.
56 If thou do this, I'll show thee wondrous things,
57 That highly may advantage thee to hear:
58 If thou wilt not, befall what may befall,
59 I'll speak no more but [Footnote: 1Kb] 'Vengeance rot you all!' [Footnote: 1Kb]

Luc.
60 Say on: an if [Footnote: 1Kb] it please me which thou speak'st,
61 Thy child shall live, and I will see it nourish'd.

Aar.
62 An if [Footnote: 1Kb] it please thee! why, assure thee, Lucius,
63 'Twill vex thy soul to hear what I shall speak;
64 For I must talk of murders, rapes and massacres,

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65 Acts of black night [Footnote: 1Kb] , abominable deeds,
66 Complots of mischief, treason, villanies [Footnote: 1Kb]
67 Ruthful to hear, yet piteously [Footnote: 1Kb] perform'd:
68 And this shall all be buried in [Footnote: 1Kb] my death,
69 Unless thou swear to me my child shall live.

Luc.
70 Tell on thy mind; I say thy child shall live [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Aar.
71 Swear that he shall, and then I will begin.

Luc.
72 Who should I swear by? [Footnote: 1Kb] thou believest no god [Footnote: 1Kb] :
73 That granted, how canst thou believe an oath? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Aar.
74 What if I do not? [Footnote: 1Kb] as, indeed, I do not;
75 Yet, for I know thou art religious
76 And hast a thing within thee called conscience,
77 With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies,
78 Which I have seen thee careful to observe,
79 Therefore I urge thy oath; for that I know
80 An idiot holds his bauble for a god,
81 And keeps the oath which by that god he swears,
82 To that I'll urge him [Footnote: 1Kb] : therefore thou shalt vow
83 By that same god, what god soe'er it be,
84 That thou adorest and hast in reverence,
85 To save my boy, to nourish [Footnote: 1Kb] and bring him up;
86 Or [Footnote: 1Kb] else I will discover nought to thee.

Luc.
87 Even by my god I swear to [Footnote: 1Kb] thee I will.

Aar.
88 First know thou, I begot him on the [Footnote: 1Kb] empress [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Luc.
89 O most insatiate, and [Footnote: 1Kb] luxurious woman!

Aar.
90 Tut, Lucius, this was but a deed of charity
91 To that which thou shalt hear of me anon.
92 'Twas her two sons that murder'd [Footnote: 1Kb] Bassianus;

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93 They cut thy sister's tongue, and ravish'd her,
94 And cut her hands [Footnote: 1Kb] , and trimm'd [Footnote: 1Kb] her as thou saw'st [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Luc.
95 O detestable [Footnote: 1Kb] villain! call'st thou that trimming? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Aar.
96 Why, she was wash'd and cut and trimm'd, and 'twas
97 Trim sport for them that had the doing of it [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Luc.
98 O barbarous, beastly villains, like thyself!

Aar.
99 Indeed, I was their tutor to instruct them:
100 That codding spirit had they from their mother,
101 As sure a card as ever won the set;
102 That bloody mind, I think, they learn'd of me,
103 As true a dog as ever fought at head.
104 Well, let my deeds be witness of my worth.
105 I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole,
106 Where the dead corpse of Bassianus lay:
107 I wrote the letter that thy father found,
108 And hid the gold within the letter mention'd,
109 Confederate with the queen and her two sons:
110 And what not done, that thou hast cause to rue,
111 Wherein I had no stroke of mischief in it? [Footnote: 1Kb]
112 I play'd the cheater for thy father's hand;
113 And, when I had it, drew myself apart [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
114 And almost broke my heart with extreme laughter:
115 I pried me through the crevice [Footnote: 1Kb] of a wall
116 When for his hand he had his two sons' heads;
117 Beheld his tears and laugh'd so heartily,
118 That both mine eyes were rainy like to his:
119 And when I told the empress of this sport,
120 She swounded [Footnote: 1Kb] almost at my pleasing tale,
121 And for my tidings gave me twenty kisses.

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First Goth. [Footnote: 1Kb]
122 What, canst thou say all this, and never blush?

Aar.
123 Ay, like [Footnote: 1Kb] a black dog, as the saying is.

Luc.
124 Art thou not sorry for these heinous deeds?

Aar.
125 Ay, that I had not done a thousand more.
126 Even now I curse the day---and yet, I think,
127 Few come within the [Footnote: 1Kb] compass of my curse---
128 Wherein I did not some notorious ill:
129 As kill a man, or else devise his death;
130 Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it;
131 Accuse some innocent, and forswear [Footnote: 1Kb] myself;
132 Set deadly enmity between two friends;
133 Make poor men's cattle break their necks [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
134 Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the night
135 And bid the owners [Footnote: 1Kb] quench them with their [Footnote: 1Kb] tears.
136 Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their graves,
137 And set them upright [Footnote: 1Kb] at their dear friends' doors [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
138 Even when their sorrows almost were [Footnote: 1Kb] forgot;
139 And on their skins, as on the bark of trees,
140 Have with my knife carved in Roman letters
141 'Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead.'
142 Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things
143 As willingly as one would kill a fly;
144 And nothing grieves me heartily indeed,
145 But that I cannot do ten thousand more.

Luc.
146 Bring down the devil; for he must not die
147 So sweet a death as hanging presently.

Aar.
148 If there be devils, would I were a devil,
149 To live and burn in everlasting fire,

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150 So I might have your company in hell,
151 But to torment you with my bitter tongue!

Luc. [Footnote: 1Kb]
152 Sirs, stop his mouth, and let him speak no more.

Enter a Goth.



Third Goth. [Footnote: 1Kb]
153 My lord, there is a messenger from Rome
154 Desires to be admitted to your presence. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Luc.
155 Let him come near.

Enter Æmilius. [Footnote: 1Kb]


156 Welcome, Æmilius: what's [Footnote: 1Kb] the news from Rome?

Æmil.
157 Lord Lucius, and you princes of the Goths,
158 The Roman emperor greets you all by me;
159 And, for he understands you are in arms,
160 He craves a parley at your father's house,
161 Willing you to demand your hostages,
162 And they shall be immediately deliver'd [Footnote: 1Kb] .

First Goth. [Footnote: 1Kb]
163 What says our general?

Luc.
164 Æmilius, let the emperor give his pledges
165 Unto my father and my uncle Marcus,
166 And we will come. March away. [Footnote: 1Kb]
                                        [Flourish. Exeunt.


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Scene II. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Rome. Before <-[H]->Titus's house. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->

Enter Tamora, Demetrius, and Chiron [Footnote: 1Kb] , disguised.



Tam.
1 Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
2 I will encounter with Andronicus,
3 And say I am Revenge, sent from below
4 To join with him and right his heinous wrongs.
5 Knock at his [Footnote: 1Kb] study, where, they say, he keeps,
6 To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge;
7 Tell him Revenge is come to join with him,
8 And work confusion on his enemies.
                                        [They knock.

Enter <-[H]->Titus, above. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->



Tit.
9 Who doth molest my contemplation?
10 Is it your trick to make me ope the door,
11 That so my sad decrees may fly away,
12 And all my study be to no effect? [Footnote: 1Kb]
13 You are deceived: for what I mean to do
14 See here in bloody lines I have set down;
15 And what is written shall be executed.

Tam.
16 <-[H]->Titus [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> , I am come [Footnote: 1Kb] to talk with thee [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Tit.
17 No, not a word: how can I grace my talk,
18 Wanting a hand to give it action? [Footnote: 1Kb]

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19 Thou hast the odds of me; therefore no more.

Tam.
20 If thou didst know me, thou wouldst talk with me [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Tit.
21 I am not mad; I know thee well enough:
22 Witness this wretched stump, witness these [Footnote: 1Kb] crimson lines [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
23 Witness these trenches made by grief and care;
24 Witness the tiring day and heavy night;
25 Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well
26 For our proud empress, mighty Tamora:
27 Is not thy coming for my other hand? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tam.
28 Know, thou sad [Footnote: 1Kb] man, I am not Tamora;
29 She is thy enemy, and I thy friend:
30 I am Revenge; sent from the infernal kingdom,
31 To ease the gnawing vulture of thy [Footnote: 1Kb] mind,
32 By working wreakful vengeance on thy [Footnote: 1Kb] foes.
33 Come down and welcome me to this world's light;
34 Confer with me of murder and of death:
35 There's not a hollow cave or lurking-place,
36 No vast obscurity or misty vale,
37 Where bloody murder or detested rape
38 Can couch for fear, but I will find them out,
39 And in their ears tell them my dreadful name,
40 Revenge, which makes the foul offender [Footnote: 1Kb] quake.

Tit.
41 Art thou Revenge? and art thou sent to me,
42 To be a torment to mine enemies? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tam.
43 I am; therefore come down and welcome me. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tit.
44 Do me some service ere I come to thee.
45 Lo, by thy side where Rape and Murder stands [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
46 Now give some surance [Footnote: 1Kb] that thou art Revenge,
47 Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot-wheels;
48 And then I'll come and be thy waggoner,
49 And whirl along with thee about the globes [Footnote: 1Kb] .

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50 Provide thee two [Footnote: 1Kb] proper palfreys, black [Footnote: 1Kb] as jet,
51 To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away,
52 And find out murderers [Footnote: 1Kb] in their guilty caves [Footnote: 1Kb] :
53 And when thy car is loaden with their heads,
54 I will dismount, and by the [Footnote: 1Kb] waggon-wheel
55 Trot like a servile footman all day long,
56 Even from Hyperion's [Footnote: 1Kb] rising in the east
57 Until his very downfall in the sea:
58 And day by day I'll do this heavy task,
59 So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there.

Tam.
60 These are my ministers and come with me.

Tit.
61 Are these [Footnote: 1Kb] thy ministers? what are they call'd?

Tam.
62 Rapine [Footnote: 1Kb] and Murder; therefore called so,
63 'Cause [Footnote: 1Kb] they take vengeance of [Footnote: 1Kb] such kind of men.

Tit.
64 Good Lord, how like the empress' sons they are,
65 And you the empress! but we worldly men
66 Have miserable, mad, mistaking [Footnote: 1Kb] eyes.
67 O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee;
68 And, if one arm's embracement will content thee,
69 I will embrace thee in it by and by.
                                        [Exit above. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->


Tam.
70 This closing with him fits his lunacy:
71 Whate'er I forge to feed his brain-sick fits,
72 Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
73 For now he firmly takes me for Revenge;
74 And, being credulous in this mad thought,
75 I'll make him send for Lucius his son;
76 And, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure,
77 I'll find some cunning practice out of hand,
78 To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths,

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79 Or at the least make them his enemies.
80 See, here he comes, and I must ply [Footnote: 1Kb] my theme.

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> <-[H]->Titus, below.

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Tit.
81 Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee:
82 Welcome, dread Fury, to my woful house:
83 Rapine and Murder, you are welcome too:
84 How like the empress and her sons you are!
85 Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor:
86 Could not all hell afford you such a devil?
87 For well I wot the empress never wags
88 But in her company there is a Moor;
89 And, would you represent our queen aright,
90 It were convenient you had such a devil:
91 But welcome, as you are. What shall we do?

Tam.
92 What wouldst thou have us do, Andronicus?

Dem.
93 Show me a murderer, I'll deal with him.

Chi.
94 Show me a villain that hath done a rape,
95 And I am sent to be revenged on him.

Tam.
96 Show me a thousand that have done thee wrong,
97 And I will [Footnote: 1Kb] be revenged on them all.

Tit.
98 Look round about the wicked streets of Rome,
99 And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself,
100 Good Murder, stab him; he's a murderer.
101 Go thou with him, and when it is thy hap
102 To find another that is like to thee,
103 Good Rapine, stab him; he's [Footnote: 1Kb] a ravisher.
104 Go thou with them; and in the emperor's court
105 There is a queen, attended by a Moor;
106 Well mayst thou know her by thine [Footnote: 1Kb] own proportion,
107 For up and down she doth resemble thee:
108 I pray thee, do on them some violent death;
109 They have been violent to me and mine.

Tam.
110 Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall we do.

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111 But would it please thee, good [Footnote: 1Kb] Andronicus,
112 To send for Lucius, thy thrice valiant son,
113 Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths,
114 And bid him come and banquet at thy house;
115 When he is here, even at thy solemn feast,
116 I will bring in the empress and her sons,
117 The emperor himself, and all thy foes;
118 And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel,
119 And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart.
120 What says Andronicus to this device [Footnote: 1Kb] ?

Tit.
121 Marcus, my brother! 'tis sad <-[H]->Titus calls.

Enter Marcus. [Footnote: 1Kb]


122 Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius;
123 Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths:
124 Bid him repair to me and bring with him
125 Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths:
126 Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are:
127 Tell him the emperor and the empress too
128 Feast [Footnote: 1Kb] at my house, and he shall feast with them.
129 This do thou for my love, and so let him,
130 As he regards his aged father's life.

Marc.
131 This will I do, and soon return again.
                                        [Exit. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Tam.
132 Now will I hence about thy business,
133 And take my ministers along with me.

Tit.
134 Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with me;
135 Or else I'll call my brother back again,
136 And cleave to no revenge but Lucius [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Tam. [Aside to her sons [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

137 What say you, boys? will you [Footnote: 1Kb] bide [Footnote: 1Kb] with him,
138 Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor

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139 How I have govern'd our determined jest? [Footnote: 1Kb]
140 Yield [Footnote: 1Kb] to his humour, smooth and speak him fair,
141 And tarry with him till I turn [Footnote: 1Kb] again.

Tit. [Aside [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

142 I know them all, though they suppose me mad;
143 And will o'er-reach them in their own devices [Footnote: 1Kb] :
144 A pair of cursed hell-hounds and their dam [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Dem.
145 Madam, depart at pleasure; leave us here.

Tam.
146 Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes
147 To lay a complot to betray thy foes.

Tit. [Footnote: 1Kb]
148 I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell.
                                        [Exit Tamora. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Chi.
149 Tell us, old man, how shall we be employ'd?

Tit.
150 Tut [Footnote: 1Kb] , I have work enough for you to do.
151 Publius, come hither [Footnote: 1Kb] , Caius, and Valentine!

Enter Publius [Footnote: 1Kb] and others.



Pub. [Footnote: 1Kb]

152 What is your will?



Tit.

153 Know you [Footnote: 1Kb] these two?



Pub. [Footnote: 1Kb]

154 The empress' sons, I take them, Chiron and [Footnote: 1Kb] 155 Demetrius [Footnote: 1Kb] .



Tit.
156 Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much deceived;
157 The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name;
158 And therefore bind them, gentle Publius:
159 Caius and Valentine, lay hands on them:
160 Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour,
161 And now I find it; therefore bind them sure;

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162 And stop their mouths, if they begin to cry [Footnote: 1Kb] .
                                        [Exit. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->

                                        [Publius [Footnote: 1Kb] , &c. lay hold on Chiron and Demetrius.


Chi.
163 Villains, forbear! we are the empress' sons.

Pub. [Footnote: 1Kb]
164 And therefore do we what we are commanded.
165 Stop close their mouths, let them not speak a word.
166 Is he sure bound? [Footnote: 1Kb] look that you [Footnote: 1Kb] bind them fast. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Re-enter [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]-> <-[H]->Titus, with Lavinia; he bearing a knife, and she a basin.

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Tit.
167 Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are bound.
168 Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to me;
169 But let them hear what fearful words I utter.
170 O villains, Chiron and Demetrius!
171 Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with mud,
172 This goodly summer with your winter mix'd.
173 You kill'd her husband, and for that vile [Footnote: 1Kb] fault
174 Two of her brothers were condemn'd to death,
175 My hand cut off and made a merry jest;
176 Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that more dear
177 Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity,
178 Inhuman traitors, you constrain'd and forced.
179 What would you say [Footnote: 1Kb] , if I should let you speak?
180 Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace.
181 Hark, wretches! how I mean to martyr you.
182 This one hand yet is [Footnote: 1Kb] left to cut your throats,
183 Whilst that Lavinia 'tween [Footnote: 1Kb] her stumps doth hold
184 The basin that receives your guilty blood.
185 You know your [Footnote: 1Kb] mother means to feast with me,
186 And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad:
187 Hark, villains! I will grind your bones to dust,

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188 And with your blood and it I'll make a paste;
189 And of the paste a coffin I will [Footnote: 1Kb] rear,
190 And make two pasties of your shameful heads;
191 And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd [Footnote: 1Kb] dam,
192 Like to the earth, swallow her own [Footnote: 1Kb] increase.
193 This is the feast that I have bid her to,
194 And this the banquet she shall surfeit on;
195 For worse than Philomel you used my daughter,
196 And worse than Progne [Footnote: 1Kb] I will be revenged:
197 And now prepare your throats. Lavinia, come,
                                        [He [Footnote: 1Kb] cuts their throats.

198 Receive the blood: and when that they are dead,
199 Let me go grind their bones to powder small,
200 And with this hateful liquor temper it;
201 And in that paste let their vile [Footnote: 1Kb] heads be baked.
202 Come, come, be every [Footnote: 1Kb] one officious
203 To make this banquet; which I wish may [Footnote: 1Kb] prove
204 More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' [Footnote: 1Kb] feast.
205 So, now bring them [Footnote: 1Kb] in, for I'll [Footnote: 1Kb] play the cook,
206 And see them ready against [Footnote: 1Kb] their [Footnote: 1Kb] mother comes.
                                        [Exeunt, bearing the dead bodies. [Footnote: 1Kb]


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Scene III. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Court of <-[H]->Titus's house. A banquet set out. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter Lucius, Marcus, and Goths, with Aaron, prisoner. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Luc.
1 Uncle [Footnote: 1Kb] Marcus, since it is [Footnote: 1Kb] my father's mind
2 That I repair to Rome, I am content.

First Goth. [Footnote: 1Kb]
3 And ours with thine, befall [Footnote: 1Kb] what fortune will.

Luc.
4 Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Moor,
5 This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil;
6 Let him receive no sustenance [Footnote: 1Kb] , fetter him,
7 Till [Footnote: 1Kb] he be brought unto the empress' [Footnote: 1Kb] face,
8 For testimony of her [Footnote: 1Kb] foul proceedings:
9 And see the ambush of our friends be strong;
10 I fear [Footnote: 1Kb] the emperor means no good to us.

Aar. [Footnote: 1Kb]
11 Some devil whisper curses in mine [Footnote: 1Kb] ear,
12 And prompt me, that my tongue may utter forth
13 The venomous malice of my swelling heart!

Luc.
14 Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd [Footnote: 1Kb] slave!
15 Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.
                                        [Exeunt Goths, with Aaron. [Footnote: 1Kb] Flourish within. [Footnote: 1Kb]


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16 The trumpets show the emperor is at hand.

Enter [Footnote: 1Kb] Saturninus and Tamora, with Æmilius, [Footnote: 1Kb] Tribunes, Senators, and others.

[Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
17 What, hath the firmament moe [Footnote: 1Kb] suns than one?

Luc.
18 What boots it thee [Footnote: 1Kb] to call thyself a sun?

Marc.
19 Rome's emperor, and nephew, break the parle [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
20 These quarrels must be quietly debated.
21 The feast is ready, which the careful <-[H]->Titus
22 Hath ordain'd [Footnote: 1Kb] to an honourable end,
23 For peace, for love, for league and good to Rome:
24 Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your places.

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
25 Marcus, we will.
                                        [Hautboys sound. The Company sit down at table. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Enter <-[H]->Titus, like a Cook, placing the meat on the table, and Lavinia with a veil over her face, young Lucius, and others. [Footnote: 1Kb]



Tit.
26 Welcome, my gracious lord; welcome, dread queen; [Footnote: 1Kb]
27 Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
28 And welcome, all: although the cheer be poor,
29 'Twill fill your stomachs; please you eat of it.

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
30 Why art thou thus attired, Andronicus?

Tit.
31 Because I would be sure to have all well,
32 To entertain your highness and your empress.

Tam.
33 We are beholding [Footnote: 1Kb] to you, good Andronicus.

Tit.
34 An [Footnote: 1Kb] if your highness knew my heart, you were.

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35 My lord the emperor, resolve me this:
36 Was it well done of rash Virginius
37 To slay his daughter with his own right hand,
38 Because she was enforced, stain'd, and deflower'd?

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
39 It was, Andronicus.

Tit.
40 Your reason, mighty lord? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
41 Because the girl should not survive her shame,
42 And by her presence still renew his sorrows.

Tit.
43 A reason mighty [Footnote: 1Kb] , strong and [Footnote: 1Kb] effectual,
44 A pattern, precedent [Footnote: 1Kb] , and lively warrant,
45 For me, most wretched, to perform the like.
46 Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee,
47 And with thy shame thy father's sorrow die [Footnote: 1Kb] !
                                        [Kills Lavinia. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
48 What hast thou [Footnote: 1Kb] done, unnatural and unkind? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tit.
49 Kill'd her, for whom my tears have made me blind.
50 I am as woful as Virginius was,
51 And have a thousand times more cause than he
52 To do this outrage, and it now is [Footnote: 1Kb] done. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
53 What, was she ravish'd [Footnote: 1Kb] ? tell who did the deed.

Tit.
54 Will't [Footnote: 1Kb] please you eat? will't please your highness feed? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tam.
55 Why hast thou slain thine only daughter thus? [Footnote: 1Kb]

Tit.
56 Not I; 'twas Chiron and Demetrius:
57 They ravish'd her, and cut away her tongue;
58 And they, 'twas they, that did her all this wrong.

Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
59 Go fetch them hither [Footnote: 1Kb] to us presently.

Tit.
60 Why, there they are both, baked in that pie;

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61 Whereof their mother daintily hath fed,
62 Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred.
63 'Tis true, 'tis true; witness my knife's sharp point.
                                        [Kills Tamora. [Footnote: 1Kb]


Sat. [Footnote: 1Kb]
64 Die, frantic wretch, for this accursed deed!
                                        [Kills <-[H]->Titus. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->


Luc.
65 Can the son's eye behold his father bleed?
66 There's meed for meed, death for a deadly deed!
                                        [Kills Saturninus. [Footnote: 1Kb] A great tumult. Lucius, Marcus, and others go up into the balcony. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->


Marc.
67 You sad-faced men, people and sons of Rome,
68 By uproars [Footnote: 1Kb] sever'd, as [Footnote: 1Kb] a flight of fowl
69 Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous [Footnote: 1Kb] gusts [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
70 O, let me teach you how to [Footnote: 1Kb] knit again
71 This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf,
72 These broken limbs again into one body;
73 Lest Rome [Footnote: 1Kb] herself be bane unto herself,
74 And she whom mighty kingdoms court'sy to [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
75 Like a forlorn and desperate castaway [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
76 Do shameful execution on herself.
77 But if [Footnote: 1Kb] my frosty signs and chaps of age,
78 Grave witnesses of true experience,
79 Cannot induce you to attend my words,---
[To Lucius [Footnote: 1Kb] ]

80 Speak, Rome's dear friend: as erst our ancestor,
81 When with his solemn tongue he did discourse
82 To love-sick Dido's sad attending ear

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83 The story of that baleful burning [Footnote: 1Kb] night
84 When subtle Greeks surprised King Priam's Troy;
85 Tell us what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears,
86 Or who hath brought the fatal engine in
87 That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound.
88 My heart is not compact of flint nor steel;
89 Nor can I utter all our bitter grief,
90 But floods of tears will drown my oratory,
91 And break my [Footnote: 1Kb] utterance, even in the [Footnote: 1Kb] time
92 When it should move you to attend me most,
93 Lending your kind [Footnote: 1Kb] commiseration.
94 Here is a captain [Footnote: 1Kb] , let him tell the tale;
95 Your hearts will throb and weep to hear him speak.

Luc.
96 Then [Footnote: 1Kb] , noble auditory, be it known to you,
97 That cursed Chiron and Demetrius
98 Were they that murdered [Footnote: 1Kb] our emperor's brother;
99 And they it were [Footnote: 1Kb] that ravished our sister:
100 For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded,
101 Our father's tears despised, and basely cozen'd
102 Of that true hand that fought Rome's quarrel out
103 And sent her enemies unto [Footnote: 1Kb] the grave.
104 Lastly, myself unkindly banished,
105 The gates shut on me, and turn'd weeping out,
106 To beg relief among Rome's enemies;
107 Who drown'd their enmity in my true tears,
108 And oped their arms to embrace me as a friend.
109 I am the turned [Footnote: 1Kb] forth, be it known to you,
110 That have preserved her welfare in my blood,
111 And from her bosom took the enemy's point,

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112 Sheathing the steel in my adventurous body.
113 Alas, you know I am no vaunter, I;
114 My scars can witness, dumb although they are,
115 That my report is just and full of truth.
116 But, soft! methinks I do digress too much,
117 Citing my worthless praise: O, pardon me;
118 For when no friends are by, men praise themselves.

Marc.
119 Now is my turn [Footnote: 1Kb] to speak. Behold the [Footnote: 1Kb] child:
                                        [Pointing [Footnote: 1Kb] to the Child in the arms of an Attendant.

120 Of this was Tamora delivered;
121 The issue of an irreligious Moor,
122 Chief architect and plotter of these woes:
123 The villain is alive in <-[H]->Titus' house,
124 And [Footnote: 1Kb] as he is, to [Footnote: 1Kb] witness this is true.
125 Now judge what cause [Footnote: 1Kb] had <-[H]->Titus to revenge [Footnote: 1Kb]
126 These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience,
127 Or more than any living man could bear.
128 Now you have heard the truth, what say you, Romans?
129 Have we done aught amiss, [Footnote: 1Kb] show us wherein,
130 And, from the place where you behold us now,
131 The poor remainder of Andronici [Footnote: 1Kb]
132 Will [Footnote: 1Kb] , hand in hand, all headlong cast us down
133 And on the ragged stones beat forth [Footnote: 1Kb] our brains
134 And make a mutual closure of our house.
135 Speak, Romans, speak, and if you say we shall,
136 Lo, hand in hand, Lucius and I will fall.

Æmil.
137 Come, come, thou reverend [Footnote: 1Kb] man of Rome [Footnote: 1Kb] ,
138 And bring our emperor gently in thy hand,

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139 Lucius our emperor; for well I know
140 The common voice do [Footnote: 1Kb] cry it shall be so.

All. [Footnote: 1Kb]
141 Lucius, all hail, Rome's royal emperor!

Marc. [Footnote: 1Kb]
142 Go, go into old <-[H]->Titus' sorrowful house,
                                        [To Attendants. [Footnote: 1Kb]

143 And hither hale that misbelieving Moor,
144 To be adjudged [Footnote: 1Kb] some direful slaughtering [Footnote: 1Kb] death,
145 As punishment for his most wicked life.
                                        [Exeunt Attendants. [Footnote: 1Kb]

Lucius [Footnote: 1Kb] , Marcus, and the others descend.



All. [Footnote: 1Kb]
146 Lucius, all hail, Rome's [Footnote: 1Kb] gracious governor!

Luc.
147 Thanks, gentle Romans: may I govern so,
148 To heal Rome's harms [Footnote: 1Kb] and wipe [Footnote: 1Kb] away her woe!
149 But, gentle people, give me aim [Footnote: 1Kb] awhile,
150 For nature puts me to a heavy task [Footnote: 1Kb] ;
151 Stand all aloof; but, uncle, draw you near, [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]->
152 To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk [Footnote: 1Kb] .
153 O, take this warm kiss on thy [Footnote: 1Kb] pale cold [Footnote: 1Kb] lips,
                                        [Kissing <-[H]->Titus. [Footnote: 1Kb]<-[H]

154 These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain'd [Footnote: 1Kb] face,
155 The last true duties of thy noble son! [Footnote: 1Kb]

Marc.
156 Tear [Footnote: 1Kb] for tear and loving kiss for kiss

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157 Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips:
158 O, were the sum of these that I should pay
159 Countless and infinite, yet would I pay them!

Luc.
160 Come hither, boy; come, come, and learn of us
161 To melt in showers: thy grandsire loved thee well:
162 Many a time he danced thee on his knee,
163 Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow;
164 Many a matter hath he told to thee,
165 Meet and agreeing with thine [Footnote: 1Kb] infancy;
166 In that respect then, like a loving child,
167 Shed yet some small drops from thy tender spring,
168 Because kind nature doth require it so:
169 Friends should associate friends in grief and woe:
170 Bid him farewell; commit him to the grave;
171 Do him that kindness, and take leave of him [Footnote: 1Kb] [Footnote: 1Kb] .

Boy. [Footnote: 1Kb]
172 O grandsire, grandsire! even with all my heart [Footnote: 1Kb]
173 Would I were dead, so you did live again!
174 O Lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping;
175 My tears will choke me, if I ope my mouth.

Re-enter Attendants [Footnote: 1Kb] with Aaron.

[Footnote: 1Kb]

A Roman. [Footnote: 1Kb]
176 You sad Andronici, have done with woes:
177 Give sentence on this execrable wretch
178 That hath been breeder of these dire events.

Luc.
179 Set him breast-deep in earth, and famish him;
180 There let him stand and rave and cry for food:
181 If any one relieves or pities him,
182 For the offence he dies. This is our doom:
183 Some stay to see him fasten'd in the earth.

Aar.
184 O, why should wrath be mute, and fury dumb? [Footnote: 1Kb]
185 I am no baby, I, that with base prayers

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186 I should repent the evils [Footnote: 1Kb] I have done:
187 Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did
188 Would I perform, if I might have my will:
189 If one good deed in all my life I did,
190 I do repent it from my very soul.

Luc.
191 Some loving friends convey the emperor [Footnote: 1Kb] hence,
192 And give him burial in his father's [Footnote: 1Kb] grave:
193 My father and Lavinia shall forthwith
194 Be closed in our household's monument.
195 As for that heinous [Footnote: 1Kb] tiger [Footnote: 1Kb] , Tamora,
196 No funeral rite [Footnote: 1Kb] , nor man in mourning [Footnote: 1Kb] weeds,
197 No mournful bell [Footnote: 1Kb] shall ring her burial;
198 But throw her forth to beasts [Footnote: 1Kb] and birds of prey [Footnote: 1Kb] :
199 Her life was beastly [Footnote: 1Kb] and devoid of pity,
200 And, being so, shall [Footnote: 1Kb] have like want of pity.
201 See justice done on Aaron [Footnote: 1Kb] , that damn'd Moor,
202 By [Footnote: 1Kb] whom our heavy haps [Footnote: 1Kb] had their beginning:
203 Then [Footnote: 1Kb] , afterwards, to order [Footnote: 1Kb] well the state,
204 That like events may ne'er it ruinate.
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