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Knowing, that with the shadow of his wings
He can at pleasure stint their melody:
Even so may’st thou the giddy men of Rome.
Then cheer thy spirit: for know, thou emperor,
I will enchant the old Andronicus
With words more sweet, and yet more dangerous,
Than baits to fish, or honey-stalks' to sheep;
When as the one is wounded with the bait,
The other rotted with delicious feed.
Sat. But he will not entreat his son for us.
Tam. If Tamora entreat him, then he will:
For I can smooth, and fill his aged ear
With golden promises; that were his heart
Almost impregnable, his old ears deaf,

Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue.—1:

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now, sweet emperor, be blithe again, , And bury all thy fear in my devices. Sat." i. go successfully, and plead to him. - [Excunt.

S C E N E I. The Camp, at a small distance from Rome.

Enter Lucius and Goths, with drum and soldiers.
Litc. APPROVED warriors, and my faithful
I have received letters from great Rome,
Which signify,what hate they bear their emperor,
And how desirous of our sight they are.
Therefore, great lords, be, as your titles witness,
Imperious, and impatient of your wrongs;
And, wherein Rome hath done you any scathe,
Let him make treble satisfaction.
Goth. Brave slip, sprung from the great An-
Whose name was once our terror, now our comfort;
Whose high exploits, and honourable deeds,
Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt,
Be bold in us: we'll follow where thou lead'st,-
Like stinging bees in hottest summer's day,
Led by their master to the flower'd fields,-
And be aveng'd on cursed Tamora.
Omn. And, as he saith, so say we all with him.
Luc. I humbly thank him, and I thank you all.
But who comes here, led by a lusty Goth;
Enter a Goth, leading Aaron, with his child in
his arms.
Goth. Renowned Lucius, from our troops I
To upon a ruinous monastery; [stray'd
And as I earnestly did fix mine eye
Upon the wasted hio. suddenly
I heard a child cry underneath a wall:
I made unto the hoise; when soon I heard
The crying babe controul’d with this discourse:
“Peace, tawny slave; half me, and half thy dam
“Did not thy hue bewray whose brat thou art,
“Had nature lent thee but thy mother's look,
“Villain, thou might'st have been an emperor:

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“They never do beget a coal-black caff.
“Peace, villain, peace!”—eventhus he rates the
“For I must bear thee to a trusty Goth;
“Who, whenheknowsthou art the emperess'babe
“Will hold thee dearly for thy mother's sake.’
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Luc. O worthy Goth' this is the incarnate de-
That robb’d Andronicus of his good hand:
This is the pearl that pleas'd your emperess' eye;
And here's the base fruit of his burning lust.—
Say,wall-ey'd slave,whither would st thou convey
This growing image of thy fiend-like face?
Why dost not speak? What! deaf: No! not a

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charge themselves with clover, and die. to Aaron, and properly, as meaning hang me.

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Ruthful to hear, yet piteously perform'd : . §: this shall all be buried by my death, Inless thou swear to me, my child shall live. Luc. Tell on thy mind; I say,thy child shall live. Aar. Swear that he shall, and then I will begin. Luc. Whom should I swear by thou believ'st - no god; - That granted, how canst thou believe an oath Aar. What if I do not as indeed, I do not: Yet, for I know thou art religious, And hast a thing within thee, called conscience; With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies, Which I have seen thee careful to observe, Therefore I urge thy oath;-For that, I know, An ideot holds his bauble for a god, - - - And keeps the oath, which by that god he swears; To that I’ll urge him:-Therefore thou shalt vow o that same god, what god soe'er it be, "That thou ador'st and hast in reverence,— To save my boy, nourish, and bring him up; Orelse I will discover nought to thee. Luc. Even by my god, I swear to thee, I will. Aar. First, know thou, I begot him on the emperess. - Luc. O most insatiate, luxurious woman' Aar.Tut, Lucius' this was but a deed of charity, *To that which thou shalt hear of me anon. *Twas her two sons, that murder'd Bassianus: They cut thy sister's tongue, and rayish’d her, And cut her hands off; and trimm'd her as thou - saw'st. - ming : Luc.O, detestable villain! call'st thou that trimAar. Why, she was wash'd, and cut, and - trimm'd; and ’twas Trim sport for them that had the doing of it. Luc. O, barbarouš beastly villains, like thyself! Aar. Indeed, I was the tutor to instruct them; Thatcodding spirit had they from their mother, As sure a card as ever won the set; That bloody mind, I think, they learn'd of me, As true a dog as ever fought at head.— Well, let my deeds be witness of my worth. I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole, Where the dead corps of Bassianus lay: I wrote the letter that thy father found, And hid the gold within the letter mentioned, gonfederate with the queen, and her two sons: And what not done, that thou hast cause to rue, Wherein I had no stroke of mischief in it * I play'd the cheater for thy father's hand; And, when I had it, drew myself apart, • And almost broke my heart with extreme laughter. I pry’d me through the crevice of a wall, When, for his hand, he had his two sons' heads; Beheld his tears, and laugh’d so heartily, That both mine eyes were rainy like to his ; And when I told the emperess of this sport, She swooned almost at my pleasing tale, And, for my tidings, gave me twenty kisses. Goth. What! canst thousay all this, and never blush

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* i.e. that love of bed-sports.-Cod is a word here observes, that it appears, from these words,

apparatus of an execution, and that Aarou was o I

Aar. Ay, like a black dog, as the saying is:

Luc. Artthou not sorry for these heinous deeds?

Aar. Ay, that I had not done a thousand more, Even now I curse the day, (and yet, I think, Few come within the compass of my curse) Wherein I did not some notorious ill: , As kill a man, or else devise his death; Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it; Accuse some innocent, and forswear myself; Set deadly enmity between two friends; Make poor men's cattle break their necks; Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the night, And bid the owners quench them with their tears, Oft have I digg’d up dead men from their graves, And set them upright at their dear friends' doors, Even when the sorrow almost was forgot; And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, Have with my knife carved in Roman letters, Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead. Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things, As willingly as one would kill a fly; And nothing grieves me heartily indeed, But that I cannot do ten thousand more. Luc. Bring down the devil’; for he must not die So sweet a death, as hanging presently. Aar. If there be devils,’ would I were a devil, To live and burn in everlasting fire; So I might have your company in hell, But to torment you with my bitter tongue! Luc. Sirs, stop his mouth, and let him speak

no inore.
Enter Æmilius. - -
Goth. My lord, there is a messenger from Röme
Desires to be admitted to your presence.
Luc. Let him come near. -
Welcome, AEmilius, what’s the news from Rome? .
AEmil. Lord Lucius, and you princes of the

The Roman emperor greets you all by me:
And, for he understands you are in arms,
He craves a parley at your father's house; .
Willing you to demand your hostages, -
And they shall be o deliver'd.
Goth. What says our general?
Luc. AEmilius, let the emperor give his pledges
Unto my father and my uncle Marcus,
And we will come. March away. LEreunt.

S C E N E II. Titus’ Palace in Rome.

Enter Tamora, Chiron, and Demetrius, disguis'd.
Tam. Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment.
I will encounter with Andronicus;
And say, I am Revenge, sent from below,
To join with him, and right his heinous wrongs.
Knock at his study, where, they say, he keeps,
To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge;
Tell him, Revenge is come to join with him,
And work confusion on his enemies.
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Tit. Who doth molest my contemplation? Is it your trick to make me ope the deor; That so my sad decrees may fly away, . And all my study be to no effect? You are deceiv'd : for what I mean to do, See here, in bloody lines, I have set down; And what is written shall be executed. Tam. Titus, I am come to talk with thee. Tit. No, not a word: How can I grace my talk, Wanting a hand to give it that accord? Thou hast the odds of me, therefore no more. Tam. If thou didst know me, thou would'st talk with me. Tit. I am not mad: I know thee well enough: Witness this wretched stump, these crimson lines; Witness these trenches, made by grief and care; Witness the tiring day, and heavy night; Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well For our proud emperess, mighty Tamora: Is not thy coming for my other hand Tan. Know thou, sad man, I am not Tamora;| She is thy enemy, and I thy friend: I am Revenge; sent from the infernal kingdom, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Come down, and welcome me to this work!'slight; Confer with me of murder, and of death: There’s not a hollow cave, nor lurking-place, No vast obscurity, or misty vale,

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And in their cars tell them my dreadful name,
Revenge, which makes the foul offenders quake.
Tit. Art thou Revenge? and art thou sent to me,
To be a torment to mine enemies?
Tam. I am ; therefore come down, and wel-
conne role.
Tit. Do me some service, ere I come to thee.
o thy side where Rape, and Murder, stands;
Stab ão, or tear them on thy chariot wheels;
And then I'll come, and be thy waggoner,
And whirl along with thee about the globes.
Provide two proper palfreys, black as jet,
To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away,
And find out murderers in their guilty caves:
And, when thy car is loaden with their heads,
I will dismount, and by the waggon wheel
Trot, like a servile footman, all day long;
Even from Hyperion's rising in the east,
Until his very downfal in the sca:
And day by day I’ll do this heavy task,
So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there.
Tam.These are my ministers, and come with me.
Tit. Are they thy ministers? what are they
* call'd :
Tan. Rapine, and Murder; therefore called so,
'Cause they take vengeance on such kind of men.
Tit. Good lord, how like the emp'ress' sons
they are :
And you, the emp'ress! But we worldly men
Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes.
O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee:
And, if one arm's cmbracement will content thee,

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I will embrace thee in it by-and-by.
[E, it Titus from abore.
am. This closing with him fits his lunacy:
Whate’er I forge, to feed his brain-sick fits,
Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches.
For now he firmly takes me for Revenge:
And, being credulous in this mad thought,
I’ll make him send for Lucius, his son;
And, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure,
I’ll find some cunning practice out of hand,
To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths,
Or, at the least, make them his enemies.
See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme.
Enter Titus.
Tit. Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee:
Welcome, dread fury, to my woeful house;—
Rapine, and Murder, you are welcome too:-
How hike the empress and her sons you are:
Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor:-
Could not all hell afford von such a devil?—
For, well I wot, the o never wags,
But in her company there is a Moor;
And, would you represent our queen aright,
It were convenient you had such a devil:
But welcome, as you are. What shall we do?
Tam.What wouldst thou have usdo, Andronicus?
Dam. Shew me a murderer, I’ll deal with him.
Chi. Shew me a villain, that hath done a rape,
And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. . [wrong,
Tam. Shew me a thousand, that have done thee
And I will be revenged on them all. LRome;
Tit. Look round about the wicked streets of
And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself,
Good Murder, stab him; he's a murderer.— .
Go thou with him, and, when it is thy hap
To find another that is like to thee,
Good Rapine, stab him; he is a ravisher.—
Go thou with them ; and in the emperor's court
There is a queen, attended by a Moor;
Wellmay'st thou know her by thy own proportion,
For up and down she doth resemble i. ;
I pray thee, do on them some violent death,
They have been violent to me and mine. . [do.
Tam. Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall we
But would it please thee, good Andronicus,
To send for Lucius, thy thrice-valiant son,
Who leadstowards Rome aband of warlike Goths,
And bid him come and banquet at thy house:
When he is here, even at thy solemn feast,
I will bring in the emp'ress and her sons,
The emperor himself, and all thy foes;
And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel,
And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart.
What savs Andronicus to this device
Tit. Marcus, my brother!—'tis sad Titus calls:
Enter Marcus.
Go, gentle Marcus, tothy nephew Lucius;
Thou shalt enquire him out among the Goths:
Bid him repair to me, and bring with him
Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths;
Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are:
Tell him, the emperor and the emperess too
Feast at my house; and he shall feast with them.
This do thou for my love; and solet him,
As he regards his aged father's life.
Marc. This will I do, and soon return again.
Tam. Now will I hence about thy business,
And take my ministers along with me. Ume;
Tit. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with
Or else I'll call my brother back again,
And cleave to no revenge but Lucius.
Tam. [to her sons.] What say you, boys will
you abide with him,
Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor,
How I have govern'd our determin'djest?
Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him fair,
And tarry with him 'till I come again. [mad;
Tit. I know them all, though they suppose me
And will o'er-reach them in their own devices,
A pair of cursed hell-hounds, and their dam |
Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure, leave us here.
Tam. Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes
To lay a complot to betray thy foes.[Exit Tamora.
Tit. I know, thou dost; and, sweet Revenge,
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Tit. Tut, I have work enough for you to do.— Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine ! Enter Publius, and Servants. Pub. What is your will Tit. Know you these two Pub. The emperess' sons, I take them, Chiron, and Demetrius. . [ceiv'd; Tit. Fye, Publius, sye thou art too much deThe one is Murder, Rape is the other's name: And therefore bind them, gentle Publius; Caius, and Valentine, lay hands on them: Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour, And now I find it: therefore bind them sure; And stop their mouths, if they begin to cry. [Erit Titus. Chi,Villains, forbear; we are the em’press' sons. Pub. And therefore do we what we are commanded.— Stop close their mouths,let them not speakaword: Is he sure bound? look, that you bind them fast. Re-enterTitus. Andron:cus with a knife,and Lavinia with a bason. Tit. Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are bound:— Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to me; But let them hear what fearful words I utter.— O villains, Chiron and Demetrius ! [mud; Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with This goodly summer with your winter mix’d. You kill'd her husband; and, for that vile fault, Two of her brothers were condemn'd to death; My hand cut off, and made a merry jest; [dear Both her sweethands, her tongue, and that, more Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity, Inhuman traitors, you constrain’d and forc'd, What would you say, if I should let you speak?

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Hark, wretches, how I mean to martyr you.
This one hand yet is left to cut your throats;
Whilst that Lavinia'twixt her stumps doth hold
The bason, that receives your guilty blood.
You know, your mother means to feast with me,
And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad, -
Hark, villains; I will grind your bones to dust,
And with your blood and it I'll make a paste;
And of the paste a coffin' will I rear,
And make two pasties of your shameful heads;
And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd dam,
ike to the earth, swallow her own increase.
his is the feast that I have bid her to,
And this the banquet she shall surfeit on ;
For worse than Philomel you us'd my daughter,
And worse than Progne I will be reveng'd :
And now prepare your throats.—Lavinia, come,
Receive the blood; and, when that they are dead,
Let me go grind their bones to powder small,
And with this hateful liquor temper it;
And in that paste let their vile heads be bak'd.
Come, come, be every one officious
To make this banquet; which I wish might prove
More stern and bloody than the Centaur's feast.
[He cuts their throats.
So, now bring them in, for I will play the cook.
And see them ready 'gainst their mother comes.

[Ereunt. S C E N E III. Enter Lucius, Marcus, and Gohs, with Aaron prisoner. Luc. Uncle Marcus, since it is my father's mind, That I repair to Roma, I am content. [will. Goth. †. ours with thine, befall what fortune Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil; [Moor, Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him, Till he be brought unto the emperor's face, For testimony of these foul proceedings: And see the ambush of our friends be strong; I fear the emperor means no good to us. Aar. Some devil whisper curses in mine ear, And prompt me, that my tongue may utter forth The venomous malice of my swelling heart! Luc. Away, inhuman dogs unhallow’d slave!— [Ereunt Goths, with Aaron. Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.—[Flourish. The trumpets shew the emperor is at hand. Sound trumpets. Enter Saturninus and Tamora, with Tribunes and others. Sat. What, hath the firmament more suns than one * Luc. What boots it thee to call thyself a sun ? Marc.lkome's emperor, and nephew, break the arle “; These quarrels must be quietly debated. The feast is ready, which the careful Titus Hath ordain'd to an honourable end, For peace, for love, for league,and good to Rome: Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your Ylaces.

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A table brought in. Enter Titus, like a cook, placing
the meat on the table, and Lavinia, with a ceilove,
her face. -
Tit. Welcome, my gracious lord; welcome,
dread queen;
Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius;
And welcome, all: although the cheer be poor,
*I will fill your stomachs; please you eat of it.
Sat. Why art thou thus attir'd, Andronicus?
Tit. Because I would be sure to have all well,
To entertain your highness, and your emperess.
Tam.We are beholden to you, goodAndronicus.
Tit. An if your highness knew my heart, you
My lord the emperor, resolve me this;
Was it well done of rash Virginius, -
To slay his daughter with his own right hand,
Because she was enforc'd, stain'd,and deflower'd?
Sat. It was, Andronicus.
Tit. Your reason, mighty lord? [shame,
Sat. Because the girl should not survive her
And by her presence still renew his sorrows.
Tit. A reason mighty, strong, and effectual;
A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant,
For me most wretched to perform the like:
Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee;
And, with thy shame, thy father's sorrow die!
- [He kills her.
Sat. What hast thou done, unnatural, and un-
kind 2 ... • [me blind.
Tit. Kill'd her, for whom my tears have made
I am as woeful as Virginius was: -
And have a thousand times more cause than he
To do this outrage;—and it is now done.
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Do shameful execution on herself.
Marc. But if my frosty signs and chaps of age,
Grave witnesses of true experience,
Cannot induce you to attend my words,-
Speak, Rome's dear friend; as erst our ancestor,
- To Lucius.
When with his solemn tongue he did discourse,
To love-sick Dido's sad attending ear, * *
The story of that baleful burning night, -
When subtle Greeks surpriz'd king Priam's Troy;
Tell us, what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears,
Or who hath brought the fatal engine in,
That gives our Troy, our Rome,the civil wound-
My heart is not compact of flint, nor steel;

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But floods of tears will drown my oratory,
And break my very utterance; even in the time
When it should move you to attend me most,
Lending your kind commiseration:

20|Here is a captain, let him tell the tale;

Your hearts will throb and weep to hear him speak.
Luc. Then, noble auditory, be it known to you,
That cursed Chiron and Demetrius -
Were they that murdered our emperor's brother;
And they it was, that ravished our sister:
For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded;
Our father's tears despis'd; and basely cozen'd
Of that true hand,that sought Rome's quarrelous,
And sent her enemies unto the grave.

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The gates shut on me, and turn'd weeping out. To beg relief among Rome's enemies;

Who i. their enmity in my true tears, And op'd their arms to embrace me as a friend: And I am the turn'd-forth, be it known to vou, That have preserv'd her welfare in my blood: And from her bosom took the enemy's point, Sheathing the steel in my advent'rous body. Alas! you know, I am no vaunter, I;

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That my report is just, and full of truth.
But, soft, methinks, I do digress too much, .
Citing my worthless praise: O, pardon me;
For when no friends are by, men praise themselves.
Marc. Now is my turn to speak; Behold this
child, -
Of this was Tamora delivered;
The issue of an irreligious Moor,
Chief architect and plotter of these woes:

50|The villain is alive in Titus' house,

And as he is, to witness this is true.
Now judge, what cause had Titus to revenge
These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience,
Or more than any living man could bear.
Now you have Beard the truth, what say you,
Have we done ought amiss Shew us wherein,
And, from the place where you behold us now,
The poor remainder of Andronici.
Will, hand in hand, all headlong cast us down,
And on the ragged stones beat forth our brains,
And make a mutual closure of our house. ,
Speak, Romans, speak: and if you say we shall,
Lo, hand in hand, Lucius and f. täll. A.

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