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Tit. Why, didst thou not come from heaven? High-witted Tamora to gloze + with all : Aside. Clo. From heaven? alas, sir, I never cam: But, Titus, I have touch'd thee to the quick, kere. Why, I am going with my pigeons to Thy life-blood out: if Aaron now be wise, the tribunal plebs, to take up a matter of brawl | Then all is safe, the anchor's in the port.betwixt my uncle and one of the emperial's men.

Enter Clown. Marc. Why, sir, that is as fit as can be, to serve for your oration ; and let him deliver the How now, good fellow? would'st thon speak pigeons to the emperor from you.

with us?

(imperial. Tit. Tell me, can you deliver an oration to the Clo, Yes, forsooth, an your mistership be emperor with a grace?

all my life. Tam. Empress I am, but yonder sits the emClo. Nay, truly, sir, I could never say grace in peror.

Tit. Sirrah, come hither : make no more ado, Clo. 'Tis he. I have brought you a letter But give your pigeons to the emperor :

and a couple of pigeons here. By me thou shalt have justice at his hands.

(SAT. reads the Letter. Hold, hold;—meanwhile, here's money for thy Sat. Go, take him away, and hang him preGive me a pen and ink.

(charges. Clo. How much money must I have? (sently. Sirrah, can you with a grace deliver a supplica- Tam. Come, sirrah, you must be hang'd. Clo. Ay, sir.

[tion? Clo. Hang'd! Then I have brought up a neck Tit. Then here is a supplication for you. And to a fair end.

[Erit, guarded. when you come to him, at the first approach, you Sat. Despiteful and intolerable wrongs ! must kneel; then kiss his foot; then deliver up Shall I endure this monstrous villany? your pigeons; and then look for your reward. I know from whence this same device proceeds; I'll be at hand, sir; see you do it bravely. May this be borne ?-as if his traitorous sons,

Clo. I warrant you, sir; let me alone. That died by law for murder of our brother,

Tit. Sirrah, hast thou a knife ? Come, let me Have by my means been butcher'd wrong. Here, Marcus, fold it in the oration.

fully. For thou hast made it like an humble sup- Go, drag the villain hither by the hair; pliant :

Nor age, nor honour, shall shape privilege:And when thou hast given it to the emperor, For this proud mock, I'll be thy slaughter-man; Knock at my door, and tell me what he says. Sly frantic wretch, that holp'st to make me Cio. God be with you, sir ; I will. [me.

great, T'it. Come, Marcus, let's go :-Publius, follow In hope thyself should govern Rome and me.


SCENE IV.-Before the Palace.

What news with thee, Æmilius ?

Æmil. Arm, arm, my lords; Rome never had TRIUS, Lords, and Others : SATURNINUS with

more cause ! the Arrows in his hand, that Titus shot.

The Goths have gather'd head; and with a Sat. Why, lords, what wrongs are these? Of high-resolved men, bent to the spoil, (power Was ever seen

They hither march amain, under conduct An emperor of Roine thus overborne,

Of Lucius, son to old Andronicus; Troubled, confronted thus; and, for the extent Who threats, in course of this revenge, to do Of egal* justice, us'd in such contempt?

As much as ever Coriolanus did. My lords, you know, as do the mightful gods, Sat. Is warlike Lucius general of the Goths ? However these disturbers of our peace (pass'd, These tidings nip me: and I hang the head Buzz in the people's ears, there nought hath As flowers with frost, or grass beat down with But even with law, against the wilful sons

storms. of old Andronicu And what an if

Ay, now begin our sorrows to approach : His sorrows have so overwhelm'd his wits, 'Tis he the common people love so much ; Shall we be thus afflicted in his wreaks,

Myself hath often overheard them say, His fits, his frenzy, and his bitterness?

(When I have walked like a private man,) And now he writes to heaven for his redress : That Lucius' banishment was wrongfully, See, here's to Jove, and this to Mercury; And they have wish'd that Lucius were their This to Apollo; this to the god of war :


(strong? Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets of Rome ! Tam. Why should you fear? is not your cits What's this, but libelling against the senate, Sat. Ay, but the citizens favour Lucius ; And blazoning our injustice everywhere? And will revolt from me, to succour him. A goodly humour, is it not, my lords?

Tam. King, be thy thoughts imperious, I like As who would say, in Rome no justice were.

thy name. But, it I live, his feigned ecstasies

Is the sun dimm'd, that gnats do fiy in it? Shail be no shelter to these outrages :

The eagle suffers little birds to sing, But he and his shall know, that justice lives And is not careful what they mean thereby; In Saturninus' health; whom, iť she sleep, knowing that with the shadow of his wings, He'll so awake, as she in fury shall

He can at pleasure stint their melody:
Cut off the proud'st conspirator that lives. Even so may'st thou the giddy men of Rome.

Tum. My gracious lord, my lovely Saturnine, Then cheer thy spirit : for know, thou emperor,
Lord of my life, commander of my thoughts, I will enchant the oid Andronicus,
Calm thee, and bear the faults of Titus' age, With words more sweet, and yet more dangerous
The effects of sorrow for his valiant sons,

Than baits to fish, or honey-stalks to sheep; Whose loss hath pierc'd him deep, and scarr'd When as the one is wounded with the bait, his heart;

Tbe other rotted with delicious feed. And rather comfort his distressed plight,

Sat, But he will not entreat his son for us. Than prosecute the meanest, or the best,

Tam. If Tamora entreat him, then he will: For these contempts. Why, thusit shall become For I can smooth, and fill his aged ear

With golden proinises; that were his heart Equal. + Flatter. Imperial. & Stop. Almost impregnable, bis old cars deaf,

Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue.- | This is the pearl that pleas'd your empress' Go thou before, be our embassador : [ To Æmil. eye ; +

[convey Say, that the emperor requests a parley

Say, wall-ey'd slave, whither would'st thou of warlike Lucius, and appoint the meeting, This growing image of thy fiend-like face? Even at his father's house, the old Andronicus. Why dost not speak? What! deaf? No; not Sat. Æmilius, do this message honourably :

a word ? And if he stand on hostage for his safety, best. A halter, soldiers ; hang him on this tree, Bid him demand what pledge will please him And by his side his fruit of bastardy. Æmil. Your bidding shall I do effectually. Aar. Touch not the boy, he is of royal blood.

(Exit XMIL. Luc. Too like the sire for ever being good.Tam. Now will I to that old Andronicus; First, hang the child, that he may see it sprawl; And temper him, with all the art I have,

A sight to vex the father's soul withal.
To pluck proud Lucius from the warlike Goths. Get me a ladder.
And now, sweet emperor, be blithe again,

(4 Ladder brought, which AAR. 25 obliged And bury all thy fear in my devices.

to ascend. Sat. Then go successfnlly, and plead to him. Aar. Lucius, save the child ;

[Exeunt. And bear it from me to the empress.

If thou do this, I'll show thee wondrous things,

That highly may advantage thee to hear:
Act Fifth.

If thou wilt not, befall what may befall,
SCENE I.- Plains near Rome.

I'll speak no more; but vengeance slay you all!

Luc. Say on; and, if it please me which Enter Lucius, and Goths, with Drum and

thou speak'st, Colours.

Thy child shall live, and I will see it nourish'a. Luc. APPROVED warriors, and my faithful Xar. An if it please thee? why, assure thee, friends,

Lucius, I have received letters from great Rome, (ror, 'Twill vex thy soul to hear what I shall speak; Which signify, what hate they bear their empe- For I must talk of murders, rapes, and massacres, And how desirous of our sight they are.

Acts of black night, abominable deeds, Therefore, great lords, be, as your titles witness, Complots of mischief, treason; villanies Imperious, and impatient of your wrongs; Ruthful to hear, yet piteously perform’d: And, wherein Rome hath done you any scath, * And this shall all be buried by my death, Let him make treble satisfaction.

Unless thou swear to me my child shall live. 1 Goth. Brave slip, sprung from the great Luc. Tell on thy mind; I say, thy child Andronicus, [fort; shall live.

(begin. Whose name was once our terror, now our com- Aar. Swear that he shall, and then I will Whose high exploits, and honourable deeds, Luc. Who should I swear by? thou believ'st Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt,

no god; Be bold in us : we'll follow where thou That granted, how canst thou believe an oath ? lead'st,

Aar. What if I do not ? as, indeed, I do rot: Like stinging bees in hottest summer's day, Yet,- for I know thou art religious, Led by their master to the flower'd fields, And hast a thing within thee, called conscience; And be aveng'd on cursed Tamora. (him.. With twenty idle tricks and ceremonies,

Goths. And, as he saith, so say we all with Which I have seen thee careful to observe,

Luc. I humbly thank him, and I thank you all. Therefore I urge thy oath ;-For that, I know, But who comes here, led by a lusty Goth? An idiot holds his bauble for a god, Enter a Goth, leading AARON, with his Child in

And keeps the oath, which by that god he swears;

(vow his arms.

To that I'll urge him :- Therefore, thou shalt 2 Goth. Renowned Lucius, from our troops By that same god, what god soe'er it be, I stray'd,

That thou ador'st and hast in reverence, To gaze upon a ruinous monastery ;

To save my boy, to nourish and bring him up; And as I earnestly did fix mine eye

Or else I will discover nought to thee. Upon the wasted building, suddenly

Luc. Even by my god, I swear to thee, I will. I heard a child cry underneath a wall:

Aar. First, know thou, I'm his father by the I made unto the noise ; when soon I heard

empress. The crying babe controll’d with this discourse : Luc. O most insatiate, luxurious woman! Peace, tawny slave; half me, and half thy dam! Aar. Tut, Lucius! this was but a deed of Did not thy hue bewray whose brat thou art,

charity, Had nature lent thee but thy mother's look, To that which thou shalt hear of me anon. Villain, thou might'st have been an emperor : 'Twas her two sons that murder'd Bassianus : Peace, villain, peace !"-even thus he rates the They cut thy sister's tongue, and ravish'd her, babe,

And cut her hands; and trimm'd her as thon “ For I must bear thee to a trusty Goth; (babe, saw'st.

(trimming! Who, when he knows thou art the empress' Luc. O détestable villain ! call'st thou that Will hold thee dearly for thy mother's sako." Aar. Why, she was wash'd, and cut and With this my weapon drawn, I rush'd upon trimm'd; and 'twas him,

[hither, Trim sport for them that had the doing of it. Surpris'd'him suddenly; and brought him Luc. 0, barbarous, beastly villains, like thyTo use as you think needful of the man. (devil, self!

(them; Luc. O worthy Goth! this is the incarnate Aar. Indeed, I was their tutor to instruct That robb'd Andronicus of his good hand : That wanton spirit had they from their mother,

As sure a card as ever won the set ; • Harm.

That bloody mind, I think, they learn'd of me, + Alluding to the proverb, “A black man is a As true a dog as ever fought at head.pearl in a fair woman's eye."

Well, let my deeds be witness of my worth.

I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole, Knock at his study, where, they say, he keeps,
Where the dead corpse of Bassianus lay: To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge;
I wrote the letter that thy father found,

Tell him, Revenge is come to join with him, And hid the gold within the letter mention'd, And work confusion on his enemies. Confederate with the queen, and her two sons;

[They knock. And what not done, that thou hast cause to rue,

Enter Titus, above.
Wherein had no stroke of miscbief in it?
I lay'd the cheater for thy father's hand; Tit. Who doth molest my contemplation?
And when I had it, drew myself apart, [ter. Is it your trick, to make me ope the door;
And almost broke my heart with extreme laugh- That so my sad decrees may fly away,
I pry'd me through the crevice of a wall,

And all my study be to no effect?
When, for his hand, he had his two sons' heads; You are deceiv'd : for what I mean to do,
Beheld his tears, and laugh'd so heartily, See here, in bloody lines I have set down;
That both mine eyes were rainy like to his; And what is written shall be executed.
And when I told the empress of this sport,

Tam. Titus, I am come to talk with thee. She swounded almost at my pleasing tale,

Tit. No; not a word : How can I grace my And, for my tidings, gave me twenty kisses. Wanting a hand to give it action? (talk, Goth. What! canst thou say all this, and never Thou hast the odds of me, therefore no more. blush?

Tam. If thou didst know me, thou would'st Aar. Ay, like a black dog, as the saying is.

talk with me. Luc. Art thou not sorry for these heinous Tit. I am not mad; I know thee well enough: deeds?

Witness this wretched stump, these crimson lines; Aar. Ay, that I had not done a thousand more. Witness these trenchęs, made by grief and care; Even now I curse the day, (and yet, I think, Witness the tiring day, and heavy night; Few come within the compass of my curse,) Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well Wherein I did not some notorious ill :

For our proud empress, mighty Tamora : As kill a man, or else devise his death;

Is not thy coming for my other hand ? Accuse some innocent, and forswear myself : Tam. Know thou, sad man, I am not Tamora; Set deadly enmity between two friends;

She is thy enemy, and I thy friend : Make poor men's cattle break their necks; I am Revenge ; sent from the infernal kingdom, Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the night, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, And bid the owners quench them with their tears; By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their graves, Come down, and welcome me to this world's And set them upright at their dear friends' doors, light; Even when their sorrows almost were forgot; Confer with me of murder and of death : And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, There's not a hollow cave, or lurking-place, Have with my knife carved in Roman letters, No vast obscurity, or misty vale, “Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead." Where bloody murder, or detested rape, Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things, Can couch for fear, but I will find them out; As willingly as one would kill a fly;

And in their ears tell them my dreadful name, And nothing grieves me heartily indeed,

Revenge, which makes the foul offender quake. But that I cannot do ten thousand more. [die Tit. Art thou Revenge? and art thou sent to

Luc. Bring down the devil; for he must not me, So sweet a death as hanging presently.

To be a torment to mine enemies?

[me. Aar. If there be devils, 'would I were a devil, Tam. I am; therefore come down, and welcome But to torment you with my bitter tongue! Tit. Do me some service, ere I come to thee. Luc. Sir's, stop his mouth, and let him speak Lo, by thy side, where Rape and Murder stands; no more.

Now give some 'surance that thou art Revenge, Enter a Goth,

Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot wheels;

And then I'll come, and be thy waggoner, Goth. My lord, there is a messenger from And whirl along with thee about the globes. Rome,

Provide thee proper palfreys, black as jet, Desires to be admitted to your presence.

To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away, Luc. Let him come near.

And find out murderers in their guilty caves :

And, when thy car is loaden with their heads, Enter ÆMILIUS.

I will dismount, and by the waggon wheel
Welcome, Æmilius, what's the news from Rome? Trot, like a servile footman, all day long;
Æmil. Lord Lucius, and you princes of the Even from Hyperion's rising in the east,

Until his very downfall in the sea.
The Roman emperor greets you all by me : And day by day I'll do this heavy task,
And, for he understands you are in arms, So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there.
He craves a parley at your father's house,

Tam. These are my ministers, and come with Willing you to demand your hostages,

(call'd ? And they shall be immediately deliver'd.

Tit. Are they thy ministers? what are they 1 Goth. What says our general ?

Tam. Rapine and Murder; therefore calı'd so, Luc. Æmilius, let the emperor give his pledges 'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men. Unto my father and my uncle Mareus,

Tit. Good heaven, how like the empress' sons And we will come.--March away. [Exeunt. they are ! SCENE II.-Rome. Before Titus's House.

And you, the empress! But we worldly men

Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes. Enter TAMORA, CHIRON, and DBMETRIUS, dis- sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee : guised.

And, if one arm's embracement will content thee, Tam. Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment, I will embrace thee in it by-and-by. I will encounter with Andronicus ;

[Exit Tit. from above. And say, I am Revenge, sent from below,

Tam. This closing with him fits his lunacy : To join with him, and right his heinous wrongs. Whate'er I forge, to feed his brain-sick fits,



Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches. How I have govern'd our determin'd jest?
For now he firmly takes me for Revenge; Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him fair,
And, being credulous in this mad thought, And tarry with him till I come again. (mad;
I'll make him send for Lucius, his son ;

Tit. I know them all, though they suppose me And, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure,

And will o'er-reach them in their own devices. I'll find some cunning practice out of hand

(Aside. To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths,

Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure, leave us here. Or, at the least, make them his enemies.

Tam. Farewell, Andronicus : Revenge now See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme.

goes Enter TITUS.

To lay a complot to betray thy foes. (Exit Tam.

Tit. I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, Tit. Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee : farewell. Welcome, dread fury, to my woful house :

Chi. Tell us, old man, how shall we be emRapine, and Murder, you are welcome too :

ploy'd ?

(do. How like the empress and her sons you are! Tit. Tut, I have work enough for you to Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor :- Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine ! Could not all hell afford you such a devil ! For, well I wot, the empress never wags,

Enter PUBLIUS, and Others. But in her company there is a Moor;

Pub. What's your will? And, would you represent our queen aright,


Know you these two? It were convenient you had such a devil:


Th'empress' sons, But welcome, as you are. What shall we do? I take them, Chiron and Demetrius. (ceiv'd; Tam. What would'st thou have us do, Andro- Tit. Fye, Publius, fye! thou art too much denicus ?

The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name: Dem. Show me a murderer, I'll deal with him. And therefore bind them, gentle Publius;

Chi. Show me a villain that hath done a rape, Caius, and Valentine, lay hands on them : And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. (wrong, Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour,

Tam. Show me a thousand that have done thee And now I find it; therefore bind them sure; And I will be revenged on them all. [Rome; And stop their mouths if they begin to cry.

Tit. Look round about the wicked streets of [Exit Tit.-PUB., &c., lay hold on Chi, ana And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself,

DEM. Good Murder, stab him ; he's a murderer.- Chi. Villains, forbear, we are the empress' Go thou with him; and when is thy hap

(manded.To find another that is like to thee,

Pub. And therefore do we what we are comGood Rapine, stab him; he is a ravisher. Stop close their mouths, let them not speak a Go thou with them; and in the emperor's court word : There is a queen, attended by a Moor; (tion, Is he sure bound ? look that you bind them fast. Well may'st thou know her by thy own propór-Re-enter Titus ANDRONICUS, with LAVINIA; For up and down she doth resemble thee; 1 pray thee, do on them some violent death,

she bearing a Bason, and he a Knife. They have been violent to me and mine.

Tit. Come, come, Lavinia ; look, thy foes are Tam. Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall bound;

(me; we do.

Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to But would it please thee, good Andronicus, But let them hear what fearful words I utter. To send for Lucius, thy thrice valiant son, O villains, Chiron and Demetrius! (with mud; Wło leads towards Rome a band of warlike Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd Goths,

This goodly summer with your winter mix'd. And bid him come and banquet at thy house: You kill'd her husband; and, for that vile fault, When he is here, even at thy solemn feast, Two of her brothers were condemn'd to death : I wili bring in the empress and her sons,

My band cut off, and made a merry jest: The emperor himself, and all thy foes;

Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that, And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel,

more dear And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart. Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity, What says Andronicus to this device?

Inhuman traitors, you constrain's and forc'd. Tit. Marcus, my brother !-'tis sad Titus calls. What would you say if I should let you speak! Enter MARCUS.

Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace.

Hark, wretches, how I mean to martyr you. Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius; This one hand yet is left to cut your throats; Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths : Whilst that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth hold Bid him repair to me, and bring with him. The bason that receives your guilty blood. Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths; You know your mother means to feast with me, Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are : And calls herself

Revenge, and thinks me mad, Tell him, the emperor and the empress toc Hark, villains; I will grind your bones to dust, Peast at my house : and he shall feast with them. And with your blood and it I'll make a paste; This do thou for my love, and so let him, And of the paste a coffin * I will rear, As he regards his aged father's life.

And make two pasties of your shameful heads; Marc. This will I do, and soon return again. And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd dam,

(Exit. Like to the earth, swallow her own increase. Tam. Now will I hence about thy business, This is the feast that I have bid her to, And take my ministers along with me. [me; And this the banquet she shall surfeit on;

Tit. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with For worse than Philomel you us'd my daughter, Or else I'll call my brother back again,

And worse than Progne I will be reveng'd: And cleave to no revenge but Lucius.

And now prepare your throats.-Lavinia, come, Tam. [To her Sons.) What say you, boys ?

(He cuts their throat will you abide with him, Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor

Crust of a raised pie.

Receive the blood : and, when that they are Tit. A reason, mighty, strong, and effectual; dead,

A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant, Let me go grind their bones to powder small, For me, most wretched, to perform the like : And with this hateful liquor temper it;

Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee; And in that paste let their vile heads be bak'd.

[He kills Lay. Come, come, be every one officious

And, with thy shame, thy father's sorrow die ! To make this banquet; which I wish may prove Sat. What hast thou done, unnatural, and unMore stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast.


(me blind. So, now bring them in, for I will play the cook, Tit. Kill'd her, for whom my tears have made And see them ready 'gainst their mother comes. I am as woful as Virginius was :

(Exeunt, bearing the dead Bodies. And have a thousand times more cause than he SCENE III.- A Pavilion, with Tables, fc.

To do this outrage ;-and it is now done.

Sat. What, was she rayish'd ? tell, who did the Enter Lucius, Marcus, and Goths, with AARON, deed. Prisoner.

Tit. Will’t please you eat? will’t please your Luc. Uncle Marcus, since 'tis my father's highness feed ? That I repair to Rome, I am content. (mind Tam. Why hast thou slain thine only daughter 1 Goth. And ours with thine, befall what thus? fortune will.

(Moor, Tit. Not I; 'twas Chiron, and Demetrius : Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous They ravish'd her, and cut away her tongue, This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil;

And they, 'twas they, that did her all this wrong. Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him,

Sat. Ġo, fetch them hither to us presently. Till he be brought unto the empress' face,

Tit. Why, there they are both, baked in that For testimony of her foul proceedings :

Whereof their mother daintily hath fed; [pie; And see the ambush of our friends be strong : Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred. I fear the emperor means no good to us.

'Tis true, 'tis true; witness my knife's sharp Aar. Some devil whisper curses in mine ear, point.

[Killing Tan. And prompt me, that my tongue may utter forth Sat. Die, frantic wretch, for this accursed The venomous malice of my swelling heart!


[Killing Tir. Luc. Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd slave!- Luc. Can the son's eve behold his father bleed ? Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.-.

There's meed for meed, death for a deadly deed. [Exeunt Goths, with Aar. Flourish. [Kills Sat. A great Tumult.

The People The trumpets show the emperor is at hand.

in confusion disperse. MARC., Luc., and

their Partisans ascend the Steps before Enter SATURNINUs and TAMORA, with Tribunes,

Tirus's House.
Senators, and Others.

Marc. You sad-fac'd men, people and sons of Sat. What, hath the firmament more suns Rome, than one?

[sun? | By uproar sever'd, like a flight of fow! Luc. What boots it* thee to call thyself a Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous gusts, Marc. Rome's emperor, and nephew, break + 0, let me teach you how to knit again the parle ;

This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf, These quarrels must be quietly debated.

These broken limbs again into one body. The feast is ready, which the careful Titus Sen. Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself; Hath ordain'd to an honourable end.

And she, whom mighty kingdoms court'sy to, For peace, for love, for league, and good to Like a forlorn and desperate cast-away, Rome:

[places. Do shameful execution on herself. Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your But if my frosty signs and chaps of age, Sat. Marcus, we will.

Grave witnesses of true experience, (Hautboys sound. The Company sit down at Cannot induce you to attend my words,Table.

Speak, Rome's dear friend; [ To Luc.] as erst our Enter Titus, dressed like a Cook, LAVINIA, When with his solemn tongue he did discourse

ancestor, veiled, young Lucius, and Others. TITUS

To love-sick Dido's sad attending ear, places the Dishes on the Table.

The story of that baleful burning night, Tit. Welcome, my gracious lord; welcome, | When subtle Greeks surpris'd King Priam's dread queen;

Troy; Welcome, ye warlike' Goths; welcome, Lucius ; | Tell us, what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears, And welcome, all : although the cheer be poor, Or who hath brought the fatal engine in, 'Twill fill your stomachs; please you eat of it. That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil Sat. Why art thou thus attir'd, Andronicus?

wound. Tit. Because I would be sure to have all well, My heart is not compact of flint, nor steel; To entertain your highness, and your empress. Nor can I utter all our bitter grief, Tam. We are beholden to you, good Andro- But floods of tears will drown my oratory, nicus.

[were. And break my very utterance; even i’ the time Tit. An if your highness knew my heart, you When it should move you to attend me most, My lord the emperor, resolve me this;

Lending your kind commiseration : Was it well done of rash Virginius,

Here is a captain, let him tell the tale ; (speak. To slay his daughter with his own right hand, Your hearts will throb and weep to hear him Because she was enforc'd, stain'd, and deflour'a: Luc. Then, noble auditory, be it known to you, Sat. It was, Andronicus.

That cursed Chiron and Demetrius Tit. Your reason, mighty lord ! [shame, Were they that murdered our emperor's brother;

Sat. Because the girl should not survive her And they it were that ravish'd our sister : And by her presence still renew his sorrows. For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded;

Our father's tears despis'd; and basely cozen'd * Of what advantage is it?

Of that true hand that fought Rome's quarrel ti.e. Begin the parley,

And sent her enemies unto the grave. (out,

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