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Tam. O cruel, irreligious piety!
Tit. A better head her glorious body fits, Cbi. Was ever Scythia half so barbarous ? Than his, that shakes for age and feebleness :
Dem. Oppose not Scythia to ambitious Rome. What! should I don'this robe, and trouble you? Alarbus goes to reft; and we survive
Be chose with proclamations to-day;
And led my country's strength successfully;
And buried one and twenty valiant sons,
Give me a staff of honour for mine age,
151 Mar. Titus, thou Mait obtain and ask the emOur Roman rites: Alarbus' limbs are lopp'd,
(tell ? And entrails feed the sacrificing fire,
Sar, Proud and ambitious tribune, canst thou Whose smoke, like incense, doth perfume the sky. Tit. Patience, prince Saturninus.Remaineth nought, but to inter our brethren, Sat. Romans, do me right; And with loud 'larums welcome them to Rome. 20 Patricians, draw your swords, and sheath them not Tit. Let it be so; and let Andronicus
'Till Saturninus be Rome's emperor :Make this his latest farewel to their souls. Andronicus, 'would thou were ship'd to hell,
[Tben found trumpets, and lay tbe coffins in the tomb. Rather than rob me of the people's hearts. In peace and honour reft you here, my sons; Luc. Proud Saturninus ! interrupter of the good Rome's readiest champions, reporç you here, |25|That noble-minded Titus means to thee !Secure from worldly chances and mishaps !
Tit. Content thee, prince; I will restore to thee Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells, The people's hearts, and wean them from themHere grow no damned grudges; here no storm, Baf. Andronicus, I do not fiatter thee, (selves. No noise, but filence and eternal Deep:
But honour thee, and will do 'till I die;
30 My faction if thou strengthen with thy friends, In peace and honour reft you here, my sons ! I will most thankful be: and thanks, to men
Lav, In peace and honour live lord Titus long; Of noble minds, is honourable meed.
Tit. People of Rome, and people's tribunes here, Lo! at this tomb my tributary tears
I ask your voices, and your suffrages; I render, for my brethren's obsequies; 35 Will you bestow them friendly on Andronicus ? And at thy feet I kneel, with tears of joy
Mar. To gratify the good Andronicus, Shed on the earth, for thy return to Rome : And gratulate his safe return to Rome, 0, bless me here with thy victorious hand, The people will accept whom he admits. [make, Whose fortune Rome's best citizens applaud.
Tit. Tribunes, I thank you : and this suit I Tit
. Kind Rome, that hast thus lovingly reservd 40 That you create your emperor's eldest son, The cordial of mine age, to glad my heart! Lord Saturnine; whose virtues will, I hope, Lavinia, live; out-live thy father's days,
Reflect on Rome, as Titan's rays on earth, And same's eternal date, for virtue's praise ! And ripen justice in this common-weal:
Mar. Long live lord Titus, my beloved brother, Then if you will elect by my advice, Gracious triumpher in the eyes of Rome ! 45 Crown him, and say,—Long live our
imperor! Tit. Thanks, gentle tribune, noble brother Mar. With voices and applause of every sori, Marcus.
(wars, Patricians, and plebeians, we create Mar. And welcome, nephews, from successful Lord Saturninus, Rome's great emperor; You that survive, and you that neep in fame. And say,-Long live our emperor Saturnine! Fair lords, your fortunes are alike in all, 50
[ A long flourish till they come dozun. That in your country's service drew your swords : Sat. Titus Andronicus, for thy favours done But safer triumph is this funeral pomp,
To us in our election this day, That hath aspir'd to Solon's happiness,
I give thee thanks in part of thy deserts, And triumphs over chance, in honour's bed. And will with deeds requite thy gentleness ; Titus Andronicus, the people of Rome, 55 And, for an onset, Titus, to advance Whose friend in justice thou hast ever been, Thy name, and honourable family, Send thee by me, their tribune, and their trust, Lavinia will I make my emperess, This palliament of white and spotless hue ; Rome's royal mistress, mistress of my heart, And name thee in election for the empire, And in the sacred Pantheon her espouse: With these opr late-deceased emperor's sons :
Andronicus, doth this motion please thee? Be candidatus then, and put it on,
Tit. It doth, my worthy lord ; and, in this match, And help to set a head on headless Rome.
hold me highly honour'd of your grace :
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si, c, do on this robe, put it on.
And here, in night of Rome, to Saturnine, - My sons would never so dishonour me:
Traitor, restore Lavinia to the emperor.
wife, Presents well worthy Rome's imperial lord : 5 That is another's lawful promis'd love. Receive them then, the tribute that I owe,
Bar. No, Titus, no; the emperor needs her not, Mine honour's enligns humbled at thy feet. Nor her, nor thee, nor any of thy stock:
Sat. Thanks, noble Titus, father of my life! I'll trust, by leisure, him that mocks me once; How proud I am of thee, and of thy gifts, Thee never, nor thy traiterous haughty fons, Rome mall record; and when I do forget 10 Confederates all thus to dishonour me. The least of these unspeakable deserts,
Was there none else in Rome to make a stale of, Romans, forget your fealty to me.
But Saturnine? Full well, Andronicus, Tit. Now, madam, are you prisoner to an em- Agree these deeds with that proud brag of thine, peror;
That said'It, I begg'd the empire at thy hands. To him, that for your honour and your state, 15 Tit. O monstrous! what reproachful words are Will use you nobly, and your followers.
there? Sat. A goodly lady, trust me; of the hue
Sat. But go thy ways; go, give that changing That I would choose, were I to choose anew.
piece! Clear up, fair queen, that cloudy countenance: so him that flourith'd for her with his Iword: Though chance of war hath wrought this change 29 A valiant son-in-law thou shalt enjoy; of cheer,
One fit to bandy with thy lawless rons, Thou com'ft not to be made a scorn in Rome: To ruffle ? in the commonwealth of Rome. Princely shall te thy usage every way.
Tit. These words are razors to my wounded Rest on my word, and let not discontent
[Goths, Daunt all your hopes : Madam, he comforts you, 25 Sat. And tlferefore, lovely Tamora, queen of Can make you greater than the queen of Gothis. That like the stately Phoebe 'mong her nymphs, Lavinia, you are not displeas'd with this?
Doit over-Mine the gallant ft dames of Rome,Lav. Not I, my lord; fith true nobility If thou be pleas'd with this my sudden choice, Warrants these words in princely courtesy. Behold, I choose thee, Tamora, for my bride, Sat. Thanks, sweet Lavinia. -Romans, let|30 And will create thee empress of Rome. us go:
Speak, queen of Goths, doft thou applaud my Ransomless here we set our prisoners free:
choice? Proclaim our honours, lords, with trump and drum. And here I swear by all the Roman Gods, Baf. Lord Titus, by your leave, this maid is Sith priest and holy water are so near, mine.
[Scizing Lavinia.|35| And tapers burn so bright, and every thing Tit. How, fir? Are you in earnest then, my In readiness for Hymeneus ftands,lord ?
I will not re-falute the streets of Rome, Bas. Ay, noble Titus; and resolv'd withal, Or climb my palace, 'till from forth this place To do myself this reason and this right.
I lead espous'd my bride along with me. [The Emperor ecurts Tumora in dumb fhew.40 Tom. And here, in light of heaven to Rome Mar. Suum iuique is our Roman justice :
Luc. And that he will, and Mall, if Lucius live. She will a handmaid be to his defires,
451 Sat. Ascend, fair queen, Pantheon : Lordo Treason, my lord; Lavinia is surpriz'd.
accompany Sat. Surpriz'd! By whom?
Your noble emperor, and his lovely bride, Bal. By him that justly may
Sent by the heavens for prince Saturnine, Bear his betroth'd from all the world away. Whose wisdom hath her fortune conquered:
[Fxit Bafianus with Lavinia. 50 There Thall we consummate our fpoufal rites, Mut. Brothers, help to convey hier hence away,
[Export And with my sword I'll keep this door safe.
Manet Titus Ardronicus. Pit. Follow, my lord, and I'll soon bring her Tit. I am not bid to wait upon this bride;back.
Titus, when wert thou wont to walk alone, Mut. My lord you pass not here.
55 Dishonour'd thus, and challenged of wrongs? Tit. What! villain boy,
Enter M.arcus Andronicus, Lucius, Quintus, and Barr'ft me my way in Rome? [Titus kills Mutius.
Marcus. Mur. Help, Lucius, help!
Mar. 0, Titus, fee, O see, what thou hart Luc. My lord, you are unjust, and more than so;
done! In wrongful quaired you have Nain your fon. 60 in a bad quarrel Nain a virtuous fon. * Tit. Nor thou, nor hc, are any sons of mine; Tis. No, foolish tribune, no; no son of mine,
I Spoken of Lavinia. Piece was then, as it is now, used personally as a word of contempe: 2. A ruff. er was a kind of cheating bolly; and is so called in a Natute made for the punishment of 'vagabonds in the 27th year of K. Henry VIII. Hence, probably, this sense of the verb, to rufte.
Nor thou, nor these, confederates in the deed Flourish. Re-enter the Emperor, Tamura, Chircą That hath dishonour'd all our family;
and Demetrius, with Aaron ibe Mor, at one L'nworthy brother, and unworthy fons !
door: At ibe other door, Balianus, and Lavinia, Luc. But let us give him burial, as becomes;
witb orbers. Give Mutius burial with our brethren.
5 Sar. So, Baffianus, you have play'd your prize : Tit. Traitors, away! he reits not in this tomb. God give you joy, sir, of your gallant bride. This monument five hundred years hath stood, Baf. And you of yours, my lord : I say no more, Which I have sumptuously re-edified;
Nor with no less; and so I take my leave. Here none but foldiers, and Rome's fervitors,
Sat. Traitor, if Rome haye law, or we have Repose in fame; none basely Nain in brawls :
power, Bury him where you can, he comes not here.
Thou and thy faction Naall repent this rape. Mar. My lord, this is impiety in you:
Bas. Rape, call you it, my lord, to seize my own My nephew Mutius' deeds do plead for him: My true betrothed love, and now my wife? He must be buried with his brethren.
But let the laws of Rome determine all;
(Titus' fons speak. 15Mean while I am pofleft of that is mine. Sens. And fall, or him we will accompany. Sar. 'Tis good, lir: You are very short with us; Tit. And thall? What villain was it spoke that
But, if we live, we'll be as sharp with you. word?
[Titus Jon speaks. Baf. My lord, what I have done, as best I may, Quix. He that would youch 't in any place but Answer I must, and mall do with my life. here.
20 Only thus much I give your grace to know, Tit. What, would you bury him in my despight? By all the duties which I owe to Rome,
Mar. No, nable Titus; but intreat of thee This noble gentleman, lord Titus here,
Is in opinion, and in honour, wrong'd;
In zeal to you, and highly mov'd to wrath
To be controul'd in that he frankly gave : So trouble me no more, but get you gone.
Receive him then to favour, Saturnine; Luc. He is not with himself; let us withdraw. That hath express'd himself, in all his deeds, Quin. Not I, till Mutius' bones be buried. 30 A father, and a friend, to thee, and Rome. [The brother and the fins kneel.
Tit. Prince Baffianus, leave to plead my deeds; Mar. Brother, for in chat name doth nature plead.
'Tis thou, and those, that have dishonour'd me : Quin. Father, and in that name doth nature speak.
Rome and the righteous heavens be my judge, Tit. Speak thou no more, if all the rest will
How I have lov'd and honour'd Saturnine ! fpeod.
35 Tam. My worthy lord, if ever Tamora Mar. Renowned Titus,more than half my soul, Were gracious in those princely eyes.of.thine, Lu. Dear father, soul and substance of us all, Then hear me speak, indifferently for all;
Mar. Suffer thy brother Marcus to interr And at iny suit, sweet, pardon what is part.
Sat. What, madam! be dishonour'd openly,
Tam. Not so, my lord; The gods of Rome The Greeks, upon advice, did bury Ajax
forefend, That New himself; and wise Laertes’ son
II should be author to dimonour you!
But, on mine honour, dare I undertake
Whose fury, not disembled, speaks his griess : Tit. Rife, Marcus, rise :
Then, at my fuit, look graciously on him; The dismall'n day is this, that e'er I saw,
Lose not.fo noble a friend on vain suppose, To be dishonour'd by my sons in Rome!
Nor with four looks afflict his gentle lieart. Well, bury him, and bury,me the next. 50 My lord, be rul’d by me, be won at last,
[Tbey put bim in :be tomb. Diffemble all your griefs and discontents: Luc. There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, with You are but nowly, planted in your thy friends,
throne; 'Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb ! Left then the people, and patricians too,
[They all kreel and say : 55Upon a just survey, take Titus' part; No man shed tears for noble Mutius;
And so fupplant us for ingratitude,
I'll find a day to massacre them all,
The cruel father, and his traiterous fons,
And make them know, what 'tis to let a
queen That brought her for this high good turn so far? 65 Kneel in the streets, and beg for grace Yes, and will nobly him remunerate.
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Come, come, sweet emperor, come, Andronicus, Mar. That on mine honour here I do proteft. 'Take up this good old man, and chear the heart Sat. Away, and talk not; trouble us no more. That dies in tempest of thy angry frown.
Tam. Nay, nay, sweet emperor, we must all be Sat. Rise, Titus, rise; my empress hath pre
friends : vail'd.
s The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace; Tit. I thank your majesty, and her, my lord. I will not be denied. Sweet heart, look back. These words, these looks, infuse new life in me. Sat. Marcus, for thy fake, and thy brother's Tam. Titus, I am incorporate in Rome,
here, A Roman now adopted happily,
And at my lovely Tamora's intreats, And must advise the emperor for his good. 101 do remit these young men's heinous faults. This day all quarrels die, Andronicus ;And let it be mine honour, good my lord,
Lavinia, though you left me like a churl, That I have reconcil'd your friends and you. I found a friend; and sure as death I swore, For you, prince Baffianus, I have part
I would not part a bachelor from the priest. My word and promise to the emperor,
15 Come, if the emperor's court can feast two brides, That you will be more mild and tractable.
You are my guest, Lavinia, and your friends :And fear not, lords-and you, Lavinia ;
This day shall be a love-day, Tamora. By my advice, all humbled on your knees,
Tit. To-morrow, an it please your majesty, You shall ask pardon of his majesty.
To hunt the panther and the hart with me, Luc. We do; and vow to heaven, and to his 20 With horn and hound, we'll give your grace bes. highness,
jour. That what we did, was mildly as we might, Sar. Be it so, Titus, and gramercy too. Tend'ring our fifter's honour, and our own.
Aar. N Safe out of fortune's shot; and fits
SCË NË I.
And manners, to intrude where I am grac'd;
And may, for aught thou know'ft, affected be. Before the Palace.
Cbi. Demetrius, thou dost over-ween in all; Enter Aaron alone.
35 And so in this, to bear me down with braves. OW climbeth Tamora Olympus' top,
'Tis not the difference of a year, or two,
Makes me less gracious, or thee more fortunate : Secure of thunder's crack, or lightning flash; I am as able, and as fit, as thou, Advanc'd above pale envy's threatning reach.
To serve, and to deserve my mistress' grace; As when the golden sun salutes the morn,
40 And that my sword upon thee fall approve, And, having gilt the ocean with his beams, And plead my passions for Lavinia's love. Gallops the zodiack in his glistering coach,
Aar. Clubs, clubs! - These lovers will not And over-looks the highest-peering bills;
keep the peace. So Tamora.
Dem. Why, boy, although our mother unadvisid, Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait, 45 Gave you a dancing rapier by your side, And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown. Are you so desperate grown to threat your friends? Then, Aaror., arm thy heart, and fit thy thoughts, Go to; have your lath glu'd within your death, To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress,
'Till you know better how to handle it.
Dem, Ay, boy, grow ye so brave ?
Aar. Why, how now,
lords? I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold, So near the emperor's palace dare you draw, To wait upon this new-made emperess.
55 And maintain such a quarrel openly? To wait, said I? to wanton with this queen,
Full well I wot the ground of all this grudge; 1 his goddess, this Semiramis ;--this queen,
I would not for a million of gold, This fyren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine,
The cause were known to them it most concerns ; And see his shipwreck, and his common-weal's. Nor would your noble mother, for much more, Holla! what itorm is this?
60 Be fa dishonour'd in the court of Rome.
For Mame, put up.
Cbi. Not l; 'till I have theath'd Dom. Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit| My rapier in his bofom, and, withal, wants edge, lThrust these reproachful fpecches down his throat,
[Tbey dragu, That he hath breath'd in my dishonour here. Take this of me, Lucrece was not more chafte
Dem. For that I am prepar'd and full resolv’d,– Than this Lavinia, Bassianus' love. Foul-spoken coward! that thunder'st with thy A speedier course than lingering languishment tongue,
Muft we pursue, and I have found the path. And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform. 5 My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand; Aar. Away, I say.
There will the lovely Roman ladies troop:
And many unfrequented plots there are,
10 Single you thither then this dainty doe, What, is Lavinia then become so loose,
And strike her home by force, if not by words; Or Baffianus fo degenerate,
This way, or not at all, stand you in hope. That for her love such quarrels may be broach'd Come, come, our empress, with her sacred wit, Without controulment, justice, or revenge ? To villainy and vengeance consecrate, Young lords, beware!-an should the empress 15 We will acquaint with all that we intend; know
(please And she shall file our engines with advice 4, This discord's ground, the musick would not That will not suffer you to square yourselves,
Cbi. I care not, I, knew she and all the world; But to your wishes' height advance you both. I love Lavinia more than all the world.
The emperor's court is like the house of fame, Dem. Youngling, learn thou to make some 20 The palace full of tongues, of eyes, of ears: meaner choice :
The woods are ruthless, dreadful, deaf and dull; Lavinia is thine elder brother's hope. (Rome There speak, and strike, brave boys, and take Aar. Why, are ye mad? or know ye not, in
your turns : How furious and impatient they be,
There serve your lust, shadow'd from heaven's eye, And cannot brook competitors in love ? 25 And revel in Lavinia's treasury. I tell you, lords, you do but plot your deaths Chi. Thy counsel, lad, smells of no cowardice. By this device.
Dem. Sit fas aut nefas, 'till I find the stream Cbi. Aaron, a thousand deaths would I propose, To cool this heat, a charm to calm these fits, To atchieve her I do love.
Per Styga, per Manes veber.
[Exeunt. Aar. To atchieve her!-How?
Changes to a Foreft.
Enter Titus Andronicus, and bis tbree Sons, with She is Lavinia, therefore must be lov'd.
bounds and borns, and Marcus. What, man! more water glideth by the mill 35
Tit. The hunt is up, the morn is bright and grey, Than wots the miller of; and easy it is
The fields are fragrant, and the woods are green ;
Aar. Ay, and as good as Saturninus may. [Afide. 40 That all the court may echo with the noise.
To tend the emperor's person carefully:
I have been troubled in my deep this night, What, halt thou not full often struck a doe, But dawning day new comfort hath inspir’d. And born her cleanly by the keeper's nose ? 45 Here a cry of bounds, and wind borns in a peal : than
Aar. Why then, it seeins, some certain snatch enter Saturninus, Tamura, Baffianus, Lavinia, Cbie Would serve your turns.
ron, Demetrius, and their Attendants. Cbi. Ay, fo the turn were ferv'd.
Tit. Many good morrows to your majesty ; Dem. Aaron, thou haft hit it.
Madam, to you as many and as good! Aar. 'Would you had hit it too;
50 I promised your grace a hunter's peal. Then should not we be tir'd with this ado.
Sat. And you have rung it lustily, my lords, Why, hark ye, hark ye. And are you such fools, Somewhat too early for new married ladies. To square 2 for this? Would it offend you then Bas. Lavinia, how say you ? That both Mould speed?
Lav. I say, no; Cbi. 'Faith, not me.
551 have been broad awake two hours and more. Dem. Nor me, so I were one. [you jar. Sar. Come on then, horse and chariots let ua Aar. For shame, be friends; and join for that
have, 'Tis policy and stratagem must do
And to our sport :--Madam, now ye Mall see That you affect; and so must you resolve ; Our Roman hunting.
[To Tam, That what you cannot, as you would, atchieve, 60 Mar. I have dogs, my lord, You must perforce accomplish as you may. Will rouse the proudelt panther in the chase,
"A Bive is a sice. 2 To Square is to quarrel. 3 j. e. by nature. 4 i. e. remove all im. pediments from our designs by advice. The allusion is to the operation of the filee
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