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THE TRAGEDY OF TITUS ANDRONICUS
Dramatis Personae SATURNINUS, son to the late Emperor of Rome, afterwards Emperor BASSIANUS, brother to Saturninus TITUS ANDRONICUS, a noble Roman MARCUS ANDRONICUS, Tribune of the People, and brother to Titus Sons to Titus Andronicus: LUCIUS QUINTUS MARTIUS MUTIUS YOUNG LUCIUS, a boy, son to Lucius PUBLIUS, son to Marcus Andronicus
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Kinsmen to Titus: SEMPRONIUS CAIUS VALENTINE AEMILIUS, a noble Roman Sons to Tamora: ALARBUS DEMETRIUS CHIRON AARON, a Moor, beloved by Tamora A CAPTAIN A MESSENGER A CLOWN TAMORA, Queen of the Goths LAVINIA, daughter to Titus Andronicus A NURSE, and a black CHILD Romans and Goths, Senators, Tribunes, Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants
SCENE: Rome and the neighbourhood ACT 1. SCENE I. Rome. Before the Capitol Flourish. Enter the TRIBUNES and SENATORS aloft; and then enter below SATURNINUS and his followers at one door, and BASSIANUS and his followers at the other, with drums and trumpets SATURNINUS. Noble patricians, patrons of my right, Defend the justice of my cause with arms; And, countrymen, my loving followers, Plead my successive title with your swords. I am his first born son that was the last That ware the imperial diadem of Rome;
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Then let my father's honours live in me, Nor wrong mine age with this indignity. BASSIANUS. Romans, friends, followers, favourers of my right, If ever Bassianus, Caesar's son, Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome, Keep then this passage to the Capitol; And suffer not dishonour to approach The imperial seat, to virtue consecrate, To justice, continence, and nobility; But let desert in pure election shine; And, Romans, fight for freedom in your choice. Enter MARCUS ANDRONICUS aloft, with the crown MARCUS. Princes, that strive by factions and by friends Ambitiously for rule and empery, Know that the people of Rome, for whom we stand A special party, have by common voice In election for the Roman empery Chosen Andronicus, surnamed Pius For many good and great deserts to Rome. A nobler man, a braver warrior, Lives not this day within the city walls. He by the Senate is accited home, From weary wars against the barbarous Goths, That with his sons, a terror to our foes, Hath yok'd a nation strong, train'd up in arms. Ten years are spent since first he undertook This cause of Rome, and chastised with arms Our enemies' pride; five times he hath return'd Bleeding to Rome, bearing his valiant sons In coffins from the field; and at this day To the monument of that Andronici Done sacrifice of expiation, And slain the noblest prisoner of the Goths. And now at last, laden with honour's spoils, Returns the good Andronicus to Rome, Renowned Titus, flourishing in arms. Let us entreat, by honour of his name Whom worthily you would have now succeed, And in the Capitol and Senate's right, Whom you pretend to honour and adore, That you withdraw you and abate your strength,
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Successful in the battles that he fights.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Exeunt the soldiers of SATURNINUS Rome. Patron of virtue. Friends. Thy noble brother Titus and his sons. The good Andronicus. and then two men bearing a coffin covered with black.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Dismiss your followers. And to my fortunes and the people's favour Commit my cause in balance to be weigh'd. be as just and gracious unto me As I am confident and kind to thee. BASSIANUS. that have been thus forward in my right. Exeunt the soldiers of BASSIANUS SATURNINUS. Romans. Rome's best champion. as suitors should. SATURNINUS. then LUCIUS and QUINTUS. and me. They go up into the Senate House] Enter a CAPTAIN CAPTAIN. make way. How fair the Tribune speaks to calm my thoughts. Tribunes. a poor competitor. And so I love and honour thee and thine.html (4 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . and then enter MARTIUS and MUTIUS. BASSIANUS. Gracious Lavinia. two other sons. And to the love and favour of my country Commit myself. [Flourish. my person. And her to whom my thoughts are humbled all. That I will here dismiss my loving friends. Rome's rich ornament. Sound drums and trumpets. then TITUS http://darkwing.uoregon. Plead your deserts in peace and humbleness. Open the gates and let me in. so I do affy In thy uprightness and integrity. two of TITUS' sons. Marcus Andronicus. With honour and with fortune is return'd From where he circumscribed with his sword And brought to yoke the enemies of Rome. I thank you all and here dismiss you all. and the cause. and.
the noblest that survives. To re-salute his country with his tears. Titus. slain in your country's wars. DEMETRIUS. Thou great defender of this Capitol. Behold the poor remains. How many sons hast thou of mine in store That thou wilt never render to me more! LUCIUS. [They open the tomb] There greet in silence.uoregon. Tears of true joy for his return to Rome. and then TAMORA the Queen of Goths. Nor we disturb'd with prodigies on earth. and on a pile Ad manes fratrum sacrifice his flesh Before this earthy prison of their bones.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus ANDRONICUS. and others. of five and twenty valiant sons. unburied yet.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. And sleep in peace. with her three sons.html (5 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . ALARBUS. as the bark that hath discharg'd her fraught Returns with precious lading to the bay From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage. unkind. bound with laurel boughs. as many as can be. That we may hew his limbs. and careless of thine own. Here Goths have given me leave to sheathe my sword. http://darkwing. Half of the number that King Priam had. Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths. I give him you. Sweet cell of virtue and nobility. Cometh Andronicus. Rome. with AARON the Moor. TITUS. Then set down the coffin and TITUS speaks TITUS. To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx? Make way to lay them by their brethren. With burial amongst their ancestors. as the dead are wont. victorious in thy mourning weeds! Lo. alive and dead! These that survive let Rome reward with love. Hail. O sacred receptacle of my joys. These that I bring unto their latest home. Stand gracious to the rites that we intend! Romans. Why suffer'st thou thy sons. That so the shadows be not unappeas'd. and CHIRON.
TAMORA.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. but hope withal The self-same gods that arm'd the Queen of Troy With opportunity of sharp revenge Upon the Thracian tyrant in his tent May favour Tamora. Stay. madam. O. Victorious Titus. spare my first-born son. it is in these. Was never Scythia half so barbarous! DEMETRIUS. Re-enter LUCIUS. and MUTIUS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus The eldest son of this distressed queen. And if thy sons were ever dear to thee. rue the tears I shed. Thrice-noble Titus. Exeunt TITUS' SONS. and return Captive to thee and to thy Roman yoke. LUCIUS. MARTIUS. and pardon me. TITUS. But must my sons be slaughtered in the streets For valiant doings in their country's cause? O. and for their brethren slain Religiously they ask a sacrifice. upon a pile of wood.uoregon. and we survive To tremble under Titus' threat'ning look. if to fight for king and commonweal Were piety in thine. Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods? Draw near them then in being merciful. madam. Oppose not Scythia to ambitious Rome. Patient yourself. the sons of ANDRONICUS. Let's hew his limbs till they be clean consum'd. QUINTUS. think my son to be as dear to me! Sufficeth not that we are brought to Rome To beautify thy triumphs. and make a fire straight. Away with him. A mother's tears in passion for her son. whom your Goths beheld Alive and dead. stand resolv'd. And with our swords. To this your son is mark'd. the Queen of GothsWhen Goths were Goths and Tamora was queenTo quit the bloody wrongs upon her foes. irreligious piety! CHIRON. O cruel. Andronicus. Then. Alarbus goes to rest. Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge. stain not thy tomb with blood. Roman brethen! Gracious conqueror. with ALARBUS TAMORA. with their swords bloody http://darkwing. and die he must T' appease their groaning shadows that are gone.html (6 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . These are their brethren.
edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. but silence and eternal sleep. MARCUS. bless me here with thy victorious hand. See. with tears of joy Shed on this earth for thy return to Rome. and attendants MARCUS. Secure from worldly chances and mishaps! Here lurks no treason. And entrails feed the sacrificing fire. my beloved brother. Long live Lord Titus. In peace and honour live Lord Titus long.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus LUCIUS. Whose fortunes Rome's best citizens applaud! TITUS. Gracious triumpher in the eyes of Rome! TITUS. MARCUS ANDRONICUS and TRIBUNES. my sons! Enter LAVINIA LAVINIA. above.html (7 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Remaineth nought but to inter our brethren. Rome's readiest champions. In peace and honour rest you here. Thanks. at this tomb my tributary tears I render for my brethren's obsequies. and let Andronicus Make this his latest farewell to their souls. nephews. from successful wars. here are no storms. Here grow no damned drugs. And with loud 'larums welcome them to Rome. my sons. live. And welcome. gentle Tribune. And fame's eternal date. for virtue's praise! Enter. [Sound trumpets and lay the coffin in the tomb] In peace and honour rest you here. http://darkwing. repose you here in rest.uoregon. Kind Rome. re-enter SATURNINUS. Let it be so. O. My noble lord and father. how we have perform'd Our Roman rites: Alarbus' limbs are lopp'd. You that survive and you that sleep in fame. outlive thy father's days. Whose smoke like incense doth perfume the sky. And at thy feet I kneel. here no envy swells. live in fame! Lo. noble brother Marcus. No noise. lord and father. BASSIANUS. TITUS. that hast thus lovingly reserv'd The cordial of mine age to glad my heart! Lavinia.
Andronicus. MARCUS. TITUS. Whose friend in justice thou hast ever been. slain manfully in arms. and put it on. I will most thankful be. A better head her glorious body fits Than his that shakes for age and feebleness. thou shalt obtain and ask the empery. their Tribune and their trust. lords.html (8 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . What should I don this robe and trouble you? Be chosen with proclamations to-day. My faction if thou strengthen with thy friends. canst thou tell? TITUS. But safer triumph is this funeral pomp That hath aspir'd to Solon's happiness And triumphs over chance in honour's bed. Content thee. Patience.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Proud Saturnine. your fortunes are alike in all That in your country's service drew your swords. I have been thy soldier forty years.uoregon. do me right. BASSIANUS. would thou were shipp'd to hell Rather than rob me of the people's hearts! LUCIUS. But not a sceptre to control the world. Knighted in field. the people of Rome. To-morrow yield up rule. that held it last.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Fair lords. I will restore to thee The people's hearts. Upright he held it. And help to set a head on headless Rome. And name thee in election for the empire With these our late-deceased Emperor's sons: Be candidatus then. Proud and ambitious Tribune. But honour thee. Prince. Andronicus. Give me a staff of honour for mine age. Prince Saturninus. SATURNINUS. This par]iament of white and spotless hue. I do not flatter thee. And led my country's strength successfully. SATURNINUS. Romans. and thanks to men http://darkwing. Titus. draw your swords. resign my life. Patricians. and will do till I die. Send thee by me. and wean them from themselves. and sheathe them not Till Saturninus be Rome's Emperor. interrupter of the good That noble-minded Titus means to thee! TITUS. And set abroad new business for you all? Rome. And buried one and twenty valiant sons. In right and service of their noble country. Titus Andronicus.
And will with deeds requite thy gentleness. the tribute that I owe. I hope. Crown him. And say 'Long live our Emperor Saturnine!' [A long flourish till they come down] SATURNINUS. father of my life. my worthy lord. noble Titus. The people will accept whom he admits. With voices and applause of every sort. Rome's royal mistress. Patricians and plebeians. do I consecrate My sword.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Of noble minds is honourable meed. my chariot. How proud I am of thee and of thy gifts Rome shall record. to Saturnine. To gratify the good Andronicus. Receive them then. [To TAMORA] Now.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. And ripen justice in this commonweal. TITUS. And for an onset.uoregon. madam. King and commander of our commonweal. Andronicus. we create Lord Saturninus Rome's great Emperor. Tell me. and in this match I hold me highly honoured of your Grace. Then. Lord Saturnine. TITUS. Lavinia will I make my emperess. to advance Thy name and honourable family. That you create our Emperor's eldest son. I thank you. and when I do forget The least of these unspeakable deserts. And gratulate his safe return to Rome. Romans. People of Rome. I ask your voices and your suffrages: Will ye bestow them friendly on Andronicus? TRIBUNES. forget your fealty to me. and people's Tribunes here. and my prisoners. are you prisoner http://darkwing. Presents well worthy Rome's imperious lord. Tribunes. SATURNINUS. TITUS. Reflect on Rome as Titan's rays on earth. and this suit I make. Mine honour's ensigns humbled at thy feet. The wide world's Emperor. mistress of my heart. for thy favours done To us in our election this day I give thee thanks in part of thy deserts. And in the sacred Pantheon her espouse. Titus. if you will elect by my advice. And here in sight of Rome. It doth. Titus Andronicus. whose virtues will.html (9 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . and say 'Long live our Emperor!' MARCUS. doth this motion please thee? TITUS. Thanks.
[Seizing LAVINIA] TITUS. sir! Are you in earnest then.Lavinia is surpris'd! SATURNINUS. my lord? BASSIANUS. Exeunt BASSIANUS and MARCUS with LAVINIA MUTIUS. and resolv'd withal To do myself this reason and this right. Madam. help to convey her hence away. Proclaim our honours. fair Queen. [Flourish] BASSIANUS. SATURNINUS. And that he will and shall. avaunt! Where is the Emperor's guard? Treason. Though chance of war hath wrought this change of cheer.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Thanks. of the hue That I would choose. by your leave. [Aside] A goodly lady. my lord. Romans. SATURNINUS. TITUS.Clear up. with trump and drum. Surpris'd! By whom? BASSIANUS. MARCUS. sweet Lavinia. and MARTIUS TITUS. Lord Titus. sith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtesy.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus to an emperor.uoregon. noble Titus. By him that justly may Bear his betroth'd from all the world away. Ransomless here we set our prisoners free. and let not discontent Daunt all your hopes.html (10 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . that cloudy countenance. Suum cuique is our Roman justice: This prince in justice seizeth but his own. Follow. my lord. Thou com'st not to be made a scorn in RomePrincely shall be thy usage every way. Lavinia. Brothers. Rest on my word. this maid is mine. Not I. LUCIUS. Traitors. To him that for your honour and your state Will use you nobly and your followers. my lord. How. he comforts you Can make you greater than the Queen of Goths. if Lucius live. Ay. were I to choose anew. Exeunt LUCIUS. And with my sword I'll keep this door safe. and I'll soon bring her http://darkwing. let us go. QUINTUS. lords. trust me. you are not displeas'd with this? LAVINIA.
and more than so: In wrongful quarrel you have slain your son.uoregon. My lord. MUTIUS. Exit SATURNINUS. Nor her. That is another's lawful promis'd love.html (11 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . and AARON Re-enter Lucius LUCIUS. These words are razors to my wounded heart. no. http://darkwing. My sons would never so dishonour me. One fit to bandy with thy lawless sons. nor thy traitorous haughty sons. Andronicus. Help. But go thy ways. What. No. nor any of thy stock. Agree these deeds with that proud brag of thine That saidst I begg'd the empire at thy hands. Was there none else in Rome to make a stale But Saturnine? Full well. O monstrous! What reproachful words are these? SATURNINUS. and AARON the Moor Traitor. CHIRON. TITUS. Confederates all thus to dishonour me. Queen of Goths. Re-enter aloft the EMPEROR with TAMORA and her two Sons. nor thee. the Emperor needs her not. During the fray. TAMORA. restore Lavinia to the Emperor. TITUS. but not to be his wife. My lord. help! TITUS kills him.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus back. you are unjust.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Thee never. A valiant son-in-law thou shalt enjoy. Lucius. Titus. villain boy! Bar'st me my way in Rome? MUTIUS. go. give that changing piece To him that flourish'd for her with his sword. you pass not here. Nor thou nor he are any sons of mine. LUCIUS. if you will. exeunt SATURNINUS. I'll trust by leisure him that mocks me once. DEMETRIUS. TITUS. lovely Tamora. Dead. TITUS. And therefore. SATURNINUS. To ruffle in the commonwealth of Rome.
Tamora. fair Queen. Unworthy brother and unworthy sons! LUCIUS. for my bride And will create thee Emperess of Rome. But let us give him burial. No. no. TITUS. TAMORA. see. Sent by the heavens for Prince Saturnine. and MARTIUS MARCUS. She will a handmaid be to his desires. confederates in the deed That hath dishonoured all our family. Which I have sumptuously re-edified. SATURNINUS.uoregon. a mother to his youth. like the stately Phoebe 'mongst her nymphs.html (12 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . O. If Saturnine advance the Queen of Goths. TITUS. Whose wisdom hath her fortune conquered. Or climb my palace. Dost overshine the gallant'st dames of Rome. and challenged of wrongs? Re-enter MARCUS. nor these. And tapers burn so bright. away! He rests not in this tomb. QUINTUS. Queen of Goths. and TITUS' SONS. Dishonoured thus. If thou be pleas'd with this my sudden choice. Lords. when wert thou wont to walk alone. Traitors. dost thou applaud my choice? And here I swear by all the Roman godsSith priest and holy water are so near. Here none but soldiers and Rome's servitors http://darkwing. foolish Tribune. And here in sight of heaven to Rome I swear. I choose thee. There shall we consummate our spousal rites. Give Mutius burial with our bretheren. accompany Your noble Emperor and his lovely bride. as becomes. till from forth this place I lead espous'd my bride along with me. LUCIUS. Ascend. Exeunt all but TITUS TITUS. Behold. see what thou hast done! In a bad quarrel slain a virtuous son. O Titus. A loving nurse. and everything In readiness for Hymenaeus standI will not re-salute the streets of Rome. TITUS.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Pantheon.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus That. no son of mineNor thou. I am not bid to wait upon this bride. This monument five hundred years hath stood. Speak.
more than half my soulLUCIUS. [The BROTHER and the SONS kneel] MARCUS. TITUS. What. TITUS. and bury me the next. He must be buried with his bretheren. for in that name doth nature pleadQUINTUS. noble Titus. MARCUS. Thou art a Roman. Marcus. 'And shall!' What villain was it spake that word? QUINTUS. TITUS. then. Brother. Suffer thy brother Marcus to inter His noble nephew here in virtue's nest. The Greeks upon advice did bury Ajax. My lord. even thou hast struck upon my crest. he comes not here. let us withdraw. That slew himself. if all the rest will speed. Not I. He is not with himself. that was thy joy. QUINTUS & MARTIUS. And shall. and in that name doth nature speakTITUS. My nephew Mutius' deeds do plead for him. but entreat of thee To pardon Mutius and to bury him. http://darkwing. Marcus. Rise. would you bury him in my despite? MARCUS. with thy friends. No. That died in honour and Lavinia's cause. Bury him where you can. Let not young Mutius. There lie thy bones. till Mutius' bones be buried. So trouble me no more. or him we will accompany. And with these boys mine honour thou hast wounded. Be barr'd his entrance here. this is impiety in you. none basely slain in brawls.html (13 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . The dismal'st day is this that e'er I saw. MARTIUS. To be dishonoured by my sons in Rome! Well.uoregon. rise. My foes I do repute you every one.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Dear father. Father. Renowned Titus. He that would vouch it in any place but here. sweet Mutius. soul and substance of us allMARCUS. TITUS. QUINTUS. and wise Laertes' son Did graciously plead for his funerals.be not barbarous. Speak thou no more. [They put MUTIUS in the tomb] LUCIUS. bury him.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Repose in fame. MARCUS. but get you gone.
my lord! I say no more. Answer I must. BASSIANUS and LAVINIA. with others SATURNINUS. Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape. then. I know not. and now my wife? But let the laws of Rome determine all. Flourish.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. TAMORA and her two SONS. of your gallant bride! BASSIANUS. sir. Lord Titus here. This noble gentleman. In zeal to you. Receive him then to favour. And you of yours. BASSIANUS. call you it. but I know it isWhether by device or no.uoregon. and so I take my leave. But if we live we'll be as sharp with you. my lord. sir. Re-enter the EMPEROR. Marcus.html (14 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . MARCUS. Yes. and will nobly him remunerate. Meanwhile am I possess'd of that is mine. So. He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause. and shall do with my life. Saturnine. SATURNINUS. at one door. Rape. That. Only thus much I give your Grace to know: By all the duties that I owe to Rome.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb. to seize my own. if Rome have law or we have power. with the MOOR. Is in opinion and in honour wrong'd. in the rescue of Lavinia. Nor wish no less.to step out of these dreary dumpsHow comes it that the subtle Queen of Goths Is of a sudden thus advanc'd in Rome? TITUS. BASSIANUS. My lord. [Kneeling] No man shed tears for noble Mutius. Traitor. 'Tis good. You are very short with us. SATURNINUS. Is she not. My true betrothed love. beholding to the man That brought her for this high good turn so far? MARCUS. the heavens can tell. Bassianus. That hath express'd himself in all his deeds http://darkwing. With his own hand did slay his youngest son. what I have done. you have play'd your prize: God give you joy. ALL. My lord. at the other door. as best I may. and highly mov'd to wrath To be controll'd in that he frankly gave.
[Aside to SATURNINUS] My lord.Come. infuse new life in me. madam! be dishonoured openly.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. SATURNINUS. Nor with sour looks afflict his gentle heart. leave to plead my deeds. SATURNINUS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus A father and a friend to thee and Rome. Titus. And at my suit. these looks. and then let me alone: I'll find a day to massacre them all. These words. To whom I sued for my dear son's life. Andronicus. pardon what is past. And make them know what 'tis to let a queen Kneel in the streets and beg for grace in vain. Not so. Lose not so noble a friend on vain suppose. TAMORA. sweet. Take up this good old man. and cheer the heart That dies in tempest of thy angry frown. You are but newly planted in your throne. Then hear me speak indifferently for all.uoregon. TITUS. if ever Tamora Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine.html (15 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Dissemble all your griefs and discontents. Which Rome reputes to be a heinous sin. My worthy lord. my Empress hath prevail'd. Whose fury not dissembled speaks his griefs. be rul'd by me. then. and patricians too. come. I am incorporate in Rome. come. Upon a just survey take Titus' part. Andronicus. be won at last. The cruel father and his traitorous sons. And raze their faction and their family. Then at my suit look graciously on him. Rise. sweet Emperor. I thank your Majesty and her. Rome and the righteous heavens be my judge How I have lov'd and honoured Saturnine! TAMORA. Titus. 'Tis thou and those that have dishonoured me. rise. A Roman now adopted happily. What. the gods of Rome forfend I should be author to dishonour you! But on mine honour dare I undertake For good Lord Titus' innocence in all. Lest. my lord. And so supplant you for ingratitude. And basely put it up without revenge? TAMORA. TITUS. And must advise the Emperor for his good. http://darkwing. my lord. This day all quarrels die. Prince Bassianus. the people. Yield at entreats.
SATURNINUS. TAMORA. Lavinia. Exeunt. and vow to heaven and to his Highness That what we did was mildly as we might. The Tribune and his nephews kneel for grace. Safe out of Fortune's shot.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus And let it be mine honour. You shall ask pardon of his Majesty.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Lavinia. for thy sake. and sure as death I swore I would not part a bachelor from the priest. nay. With horn and hound we'll give your Grace bonjour. This day shall be a love-day. For you. MARCUS. all humbled on your knees. We do. Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top. I found a friend. By my advice. and your friends. and it please your Majesty To hunt the panther and the hart with me. though you left me like a churl. LUCIUS. Away. and thy brother's here. look back. Lavinia. Be it so. and talk not. good my lord. I do remit these young men's heinous faults. Sound trumpets ACT II. sweet Emperor. That on mine honour here do I protest. if the Emperor's court can feast two brides. SATURNINUS.html (16 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . we must all be friends. SATURNINUS. trouble us no more.and you. Prince Bassianus. Sweet heart. Tend'ring our sister's honour and our own. To-morrow. and gramercy too.uoregon. And. Before the palace Enter AARON AARON. Come. Nay. And at my lovely Tamora's entreats. That I have reconcil'd your friends and you. Stand up. having gilt the ocean with his beams. Tamora. and sits aloft. http://darkwing. As when the golden sun salutes the morn. Rome. SCENE I. I will not be denied. lords. And fear not. You are my guest. I have pass'd My word and promise to the Emperor That you will be more mild and tractable. Secure of thunder's crack or lightning flash. Advanc'd above pale envy's threat'ning reach. Marcus. Titus. TITUS.
Hullo! what storm is this? Enter CHIRON and DEMETRIUS. to intrude where I am grac'd. this nymph. Chiron.uoregon. DEMETRIUS. fett'red in amorous chains. said I? To wanton with this queen. unadvis'd. thy wits wants edge And manners. To wait. for aught thou knowest. this Semiramis. Hast prisoner held. And mount her pitch whom thou in triumph long.html (17 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . CHIRON. Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare. with the little skill I have. And that my sword upon thee shall approve.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Gallops the zodiac in his glistening coach And overlooks the highest-peering hills. arm thy heart and fit thy thoughts To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress. AARON. And see his shipwreck and his commonweal's. braving DEMETRIUS. affected be. This goddess. Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait. To wait upon this new-made emperess. sir. Aaron. although our mother. This siren that will charm Rome's Saturnine. And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown. And may. Gave you a dancing rapier by your side. 'Tis not the difference of a year or two Makes me less gracious or thee more fortunate: I am as able and as fit as thou To serve and to deserve my mistress' grace. http://darkwing. clubs! These lovers will not keep the peace. Away with slavish weeds and servile thoughts! I will be bright and shine in pearl and gold. boy. And so in this. to bear me down with braves. Are you so desperate grown to threat your friends? Go to. So Tamora. Meanwhile. Demetrius.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. CHIRON. thou dost over-ween in all. [Aside] Clubs. And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes Than is Prometheus tied to Caucasus. Why. thy years wants wit. Then. have your lath glued within your sheath Till you know better how to handle it. And plead my passions for Lavinia's love.
till I have sheath'd My rapier in his bosom. Foul-spoken coward. lords. are ye mad. is Lavinia then become so loose. And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform. AARON. This pretty brabble will undo us all. And cannot brook competitors in love? I tell you. DEMETRIUS. boy. lords! So near the Emperor's palace dare ye draw And maintain such a quarrel openly? Full well I wot the ground of all this grudge: I would not for a million of gold The cause were known to them it most concerns. grow ye so brave? [They draw] AARON. CHIRON. CHIRON. DEMETRIUS. Not I. I say! Now. Ay. by the gods that warlike Goths adore.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. beware. you do but plot your deaths By this device. or know ye not in Rome How furious and impatient they be. http://darkwing. Why. put up. therefore may be woo'd. I. Youngling. CHIRON. and withal Thrust those reproachful speeches down his throat That he hath breath'd in my dishonour here. I care not. and think you not how dangerous It is to jet upon a prince's right? What. AARON. Or Bassianus so degenerate. Away. an should the Empress know This discord's ground. justice.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus DEMETRIUS.how? DEMETRIUS. That for her love such quarrels may be broach'd Without controlment. Nor would your noble mother for much more Be so dishonoured in the court of Rome. a thousand deaths Would I propose to achieve her whom I love. To achieve her. Aaron.uoregon. [Coming forward] Why. Why mak'st thou it so strange? She is a woman. AARON. Why. how now. the music would not please. knew she and all the world: I love Lavinia more than all the world. learn thou to make some meaner choice: Lavina is thine elder brother's hope. that thund'rest with thy tongue.html (18 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . For shame. or revenge? Young lords. lords. For that I am prepar'd and full resolv'd.
There will the lovely Roman ladies troop. Then why should he despair that knows to court it With words. This way. hark ye! and are you such fools To square for this? Would it offend you. Single you thither then this dainty doe. She is Lavinia. so I were one. And strike her home by force if not by words. and as good as Saturninus may. http://darkwing. fair looks. Faith. For shame. thou hast hit it.uoregon. with her sacred wit To villainy and vengeance consecrate.html (19 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . AARON. not me. DEMETRIUS. hast not thou full often struck a doe. stand you in hope. And many unfrequented plots there are Fitted by kind for rape and villainy. 'Tis policy and stratagem must do That you affect. and join for that you jar. and I have found the path. and liberality? What. or not at all. My lords. Come. hark ye. Though Bassianus be the Emperor's brother. What. [Aside] Ay. Why. therefore must be lov'd. And borne her cleanly by the keeper's nose? AARON. Take this of me: Lucrece was not more chaste Than this Lavinia. come. You must perforce accomplish as you may. then.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. then. a solemn hunting is in hand. DEMETRIUS. our Empress. man! more water glideth by the mill Than wots the miller of. The forest walks are wide and spacious. Aaron. A speedier course than ling'ring languishment Must we pursue. Better than he have worn Vulcan's badge. it seems some certain snatch or so Would serve your turns. CHIRON. we know. That both should speed? CHIRON. Ay. AARON. Bassianus' love. DEMETRIUS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus She is a woman. be friends. Will we acquaint with all what we intend. so the turn were served. AARON. and so must you resolve That what you cannot as you would achieve. Would you had hit it too! Then should not we be tir'd with this ado. and easy it is Of a cut loaf to steal a shive. Why. therefore may be won. Nor me.
The woods are ruthless. and their attendants Many good morrows to your Majesty! Madam. making a noise with hounds and horns. per manes vehor. how say you? http://darkwing. Uncouple here. and wind horns in a peal. SATURNINUS. And revel in Lavinia's treasury. The Emperor's court is like the house of Fame. Then enter SATURNINUS. A forest near Rome Enter TITUS ANDRONICUS.html (20 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . TAMORA. and the woods are green. Exeunt SCENE II. and his three sons. But to your wishes' height advance you both. and ears. smells of no cowardice. There serve your lust. Thy counsel. and let us make a bay. To attend the Emperor's person carefully. and ring a hunter's peal. CHIRON. CHIRON. and take your turns. But dawning day new comfort hath inspir'd. Here a cry of hounds. as it is ours. The palace full of tongues. till I find the stream To cool this heat. to you as many and as good! I promised your Grace a hunter's peal. Per Styga. And wake the Emperor and his lovely bride. and MARCUS TITUS. and dull. brave boys. LUCIUS. Lavinia. BASSIANUS. Sit fas aut nefas.uoregon. I have been troubled in my sleep this night. The hunt is up. the morn is bright and grey. shadowed from heaven's eye. DEMETRIUS. QUINTUS. DEMETRIUS.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. dreadful. deaf. BASSIANUS LAVINIA. MARTIUS. of eyes. The fields are fragrant.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus And she shall file our engines with advice That will not suffer you to square yourselves. my lordsSomewhat too early for new-married ladies. Sons. And you have rung it lustily. There speak and strike. That all the court may echo with the noise. And rouse the Prince. lad. a charm to calm these fits. let it be your charge.
for their unrest [Hides the gold] That have their alms out of the Empress' chest. we hunt not. My lovely Aaron. A lonely part of the forest Enter AARON alone. Come on then. to the Moor TAMORA. SATURNINUS. Exeunt SCENE III. To bury so much gold under a tree And never after to inherit it. and run like swallows o'er the plain. And while the babbling echo mocks the hounds. Enter TAMORA alone. Let him that thinks of me so abjectly Know that this gold must coin a stratagem. will beget A very excellent piece of villainy. Chiron. with horse nor hound. let us sit. now shall ye see Our Roman hunting. Replying shrilly to the well-tun'd horns. And so repose. wherefore look'st thou sad When everything does make a gleeful boast? The birds chant melody on every bush. The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground. I have dogs. Which. we. sweet gold. I have been broad awake two hours and more. Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase. He that had wit would think that I had none. [To TAMORA] Madam. my lord. DEMETRIUS. And to our sport.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. And climb the highest promontory top.uoregon. horse and chariots let us have. And I have horse will follow where the game Makes way. I say no. Under their sweet shade. MARCUS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus LAVINIA. with a bag of gold AARON.html (21 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . http://darkwing. Aaron. But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground. As if a double hunt were heard at once. The snakes lie rolled in the cheerful sun. cunningly effected. TITUS.
Whiles hounds and horns and sweet melodious birds Be unto us as is a nurse's song Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep. Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. and I'll go fetch thy sons To back thy quarrels. I pray thee.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Let us sit down and mark their yellowing noise.uoregon. each wreathed in the other's arms. Who have we here? Rome's royal Emperess. Be cross with him. And. Exit BASSIANUS. my sweet Moor. Enter BASSIANUS and LAVINIA TAMORA. Tamora. No more. Unfurnish'd of her well-beseeming troop? Or is it Dian. we are espied. My fleece of woolly hair that now uncurls Even as an adder when she doth unroll To do some fatal execution? No. Madam. Saturn is dominator over mine. these are no venereal signs. Ah. Now question me no more. What signifies my deadly-standing eye.html (22 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . great Empress: Bassianus comes. AARON. Which never hopes more heaven than rests in theeThis is the day of doom for Bassianus. Seest thou this letter? Take it up. though Venus govern your desires. Saucy controller of my private steps! http://darkwing. Here comes a parcel of our hopeful booty. madam. sweeter to me than life! AARON. My silence and my cloudy melancholy. When with a happy storm they were surpris'd. Thy sons make pillage of her chastity. Who hath abandoned her holy groves To see the general hunting in this forest? TAMORA. Hark. And give the King this fatal-plotted scroll. His Philomel must lose her tongue to-day. whatsoe'er they be. Our pastimes done. Which dreads not yet their lives' destruction. death in my hand.after conflict such as was suppos'd The wand'ring prince and Dido once enjoyed. And curtain'd with a counsel-keeping caveWe may. habited like her.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. And wash their hands in Bassianus' blood. possess a golden slumber. the empress of my soul. Vengeance is in my heart.
They told me. And to be doubted that your Moor and you Are singled forth to try thy experiments. here nothing breeds. Accompanied but with a barbarous Moor. A barren detested vale you see it is: The trees. 'Tis thought you have a goodly gift in horning. though summer. How now. Ay. If foul desire had not conducted you? LAVINIA. detested. think you. yet forlorn and lean. Dismounted from your snow-white goodly steed. Queen. your swarth Cimmerian Doth make your honour of his body's hue. Jove shield your husband from his hounds to-day! 'Tis pity they should take him for a stag. The King my brother shall have notice of this. for these slips have made him noted long. here. and abominable. to be so mightily abused! TAMORA. Spotted. LAVINIA. as was Actaeon's. BASSIANUS. Believe me. Thy temples should be planted presently With horns. http://darkwing. to look pale? These two have 'ticed me hither to this place. And. Good king. Overcome with moss and baleful mistletoe.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Under your patience. dear sovereign. And let her joy her raven-coloured love.html (23 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM .William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Had I the pow'r that some say Dian had. Unmannerly intruder as thou art! LAVINIA. Here never shines the sun.uoregon. And when they show'd me this abhorred pit. Great reason that my noble lord be rated For sauciness. I pray you let us hence. Enter CHIRON and DEMETRIUS DEMETRIUS. Why are you sequest'red from all your train. BASSIANUS. Have I not reason. And wand'red hither to an obscure plot. at dead time of the night. I have patience to endure all this. and the hounds Should drive upon thy new-transformed limbs. and our gracious mother! Why doth your Highness look so pale and wan? TAMORA. Unless the nightly owl or fatal raven. This valley fits the purpose passing well. Why. being intercepted in your sport. gentle Emperess.
mistress. my boys. O Tamora! thou bearest a woman's facehttp://darkwing. Drag hence her husband to some secret hole. This minion stood upon her chastity. And shall she carry this unto her grave? CHIRON.html (24 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . us both to sting. Upon her nuptial vow. Give me the poniard. TAMORA.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. as many urchins. and all the bitterest terms That ever ear did hear to such effect. Come. Revenge it. Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children. First thrash the corn. CHIRON. I would I were an eunuch. as you love your mother's life.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus A thousand fiends. And then they call'd me foul adulteress. Let not this wasp outlive. Stay. This is a witness that I am thy son. come. Ay. And had you not by wondrous fortune come. For no name fits thy nature but thy own! TAMORA. [Stabs BASSIANUS] CHIRON. Would make such fearful and confused cries As any mortal body hearing it Should straight fall mad or else die suddenly. DEMETRIUS. And this for me. struck home to show my strength. And with that painted hope braves your mightiness. [Also stabs] LAVINIA. Lascivious Goth.uoregon. An if she do. But when ye have the honey we desire. I warrant you. we will make that sure. her loyalty. Semiramis. And make his dead trunk pillow to our lust. Ten thousand swelling toads. now perforce we will enjoy That nice-preserved honesty of yours. then after burn the straw. This vengeance on me had they executed. barbarous Tamora. a thousand hissing snakes. madam. here is more belongs to her. madam. DEMETRIUS. LAVINIA.nay. And leave me to this miserable death. No sooner had they told this hellish tale But straight they told me they would bind me here Unto the body of a dismal yew. you shall know. Your mother's hand shall right your mother's wrong.
mov'd with pity.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. O. open thy deaf ears. Nothing so kind. Listen. Poor I was slain when Bassianus died. http://darkwing. The milk thou suck'dst from her did turn to marble. I know not what it means. Sweet lords. Some say that ravens foster forlorn children. be call'd a gentle queen.O.uoregon. then? Fond woman. I pour'd forth tears in vain To save your brother from the sacrifice. fair madam: let it be your glory To see her tears. Even at thy teat thou hadst thy tyranny. though thy hard heart say no. but something pitiful! TAMORA. boys. The worse to her the better lov'd of me. Therefore away with her. wouldst thou have me prove myself a bastard? LAVINIA. but be your heart to them As unrelenting flint to drops of rain. LAVINIA. 'Tis true. do not learn her wrath. away with her! LAVINIA. But fierce Andronicus would not relent. CHIRON. The whilst their own birds famish in their nests. TAMORA. Remember. When did the tiger's young ones teach the dam? O. O. LAVINIA. What beg'st thou.html (25 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Hadst thou in person ne'er offended me. DEMETRIUS. and use her as you will. away with her! LAVINIA. let me teach thee! For my father's sake. the raven doth not hatch a lark. be to me. did endure To have his princely paws par'd all away. and one thing more. could I find it now!The lion. O Tamora. 'Tis present death I beg. entreat her hear me but a word. And with thine own hands kill me in this place! For 'tis not life that I have begg'd so long. Be not obdurate.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus TAMORA. That gave thee life when well he might have slain thee. I will not hear her speak. Yet have I heard. Yet every mother breeds not sons alike: [To CHIRON] Do thou entreat her show a woman's pity.she taught it thee. let me go. TAMORA. What. Even for his sake am I pitiless. LAVINIA.
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That womanhood denies my tongue to tell: O, keep me from their worse than killing lust, And tumble me into some loathsome pit, Where never man's eye may behold my body; Do this, and be a charitable murderer. TAMORA. So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee; No, let them satisfy their lust on thee. DEMETRIUS. Away! for thou hast stay'd us here too long. LAVINIA. No grace? no womanhood? Ah, beastly creature, The blot and enemy to our general name! Confusion fallCHIRON. Nay, then I'll stop your mouth. Bring thou her husband. This is the hole where Aaron bid us hide him. DEMETRIUS throws the body of BASSIANUS into the pit; then exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, dragging off LAVINIA TAMORA. Farewell, my sons; see that you make her sure. Ne'er let my heart know merry cheer indeed Till all the Andronici be made away. Now will I hence to seek my lovely Moor, And let my spleenful sons this trull deflower. Exit Re-enter AARON, with two of TITUS' sons, QUINTUS and MARTIUS AARON. Come on, my lords, the better foot before; Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pit Where I espied the panther fast asleep. QUINTUS. My sight is very dull, whate'er it bodes. MARTIUS. And mine, I promise you; were it not for shame, Well could I leave our sport to sleep awhile. [Falls into the pit] QUINTUS. What, art thou fallen? What subtle hole is this, Whose mouth is covered with rude-growing briers, Upon whose leaves are drops of new-shed blood
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As fresh as morning dew distill'd on flowers? A very fatal place it seems to me. Speak, brother, hast thou hurt thee with the fall? MARTIUS. O brother, with the dismal'st object hurt That ever eye with sight made heart lament! AARON. [Aside] Now will I fetch the King to find them here, That he thereby may have a likely guess How these were they that made away his brother. Exit MARTIUS. Why dost not comfort me, and help me out From this unhallow'd and blood-stained hole? QUINTUS. I am surprised with an uncouth fear; A chilling sweat o'er-runs my trembling joints; My heart suspects more than mine eye can see. MARTIUS. To prove thou hast a true divining heart, Aaron and thou look down into this den, And see a fearful sight of blood and death. QUINTUS. Aaron is gone, and my compassionate heart Will not permit mine eyes once to behold The thing whereat it trembles by surmise; O, tell me who it is, for ne'er till now Was I a child to fear I know not what. MARTIUS. Lord Bassianus lies beray'd in blood, All on a heap, like to a slaughtered lamb, In this detested, dark, blood-drinking pit. QUINTUS. If it be dark, how dost thou know 'tis he? MARTIUS. Upon his bloody finger he doth wear A precious ring that lightens all this hole, Which, like a taper in some monument, Doth shine upon the dead man's earthy cheeks, And shows the ragged entrails of this pit; So pale did shine the moon on Pyramus When he by night lay bath'd in maiden blood. O brother, help me with thy fainting handIf fear hath made thee faint, as me it hathOut of this fell devouring receptacle, As hateful as Cocytus' misty mouth. QUINTUS. Reach me thy hand, that I may help thee out, Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good, I may be pluck'd into the swallowing womb Of this deep pit, poor Bassianus' grave. I have no strength to pluck thee to the brink. MARTIUS. Nor I no strength to climb without thy
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help. QUINTUS. Thy hand once more; I will not loose again, Till thou art here aloft, or I below. Thou canst not come to me- I come to thee. [Falls in] Enter the EMPEROR and AARON the Moor SATURNINUS. Along with me! I'll see what hole is here, And what he is that now is leapt into it. Say, who art thou that lately didst descend Into this gaping hollow of the earth? MARTIUS. The unhappy sons of old Andronicus, Brought hither in a most unlucky hour, To find thy brother Bassianus dead. SATURNINUS. My brother dead! I know thou dost but jest: He and his lady both are at the lodge Upon the north side of this pleasant chase; 'Tis not an hour since I left them there. MARTIUS. We know not where you left them all alive; But, out alas! here have we found him dead. Re-enter TAMORA, with attendants; TITUS ANDRONICUS and Lucius TAMORA. Where is my lord the King? SATURNINUS. Here, Tamora; though griev'd with killing grief. TAMORA. Where is thy brother Bassianus? SATURNINUS. Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound; Poor Bassianus here lies murdered. TAMORA. Then all too late I bring this fatal writ, The complot of this timeless tragedy; And wonder greatly that man's face can fold In pleasing smiles such murderous tyranny. [She giveth SATURNINE a letter] SATURNINUS. [Reads] 'An if we miss to meet him handsomely, Sweet huntsman- Bassianus 'tis we meanDo thou so much as dig the grave for him. Thou know'st our meaning. Look for thy reward
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upon my feeble knee I beg this boon. Look. Come. Have here bereft my brother of his life.' O Tamora! was ever heard the like? This is the pit and this the elder-tree. they shall do well enough. High Emperor. if you can find the huntsman out That should have murdered Bassianus here. That end upon them should be executed. by my fathers' reverend tomb. What. Sirs. my lord. Andronicus. SATURNINUS. Thou shalt not bail them. [To TITUS] Two of thy whelps. are they in this pit? O wondrous thing! How easily murder is discovered! TITUS. Another part of the forest Enter the Empress' sons. AARON. For. Andronicus himself did take it up. and her tongue http://darkwing. For. some the murderers. yet let me be their bail. sirs.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. I vow They shall be ready at your Highness' will To answer their suspicion with their lives. My gracious lord. here is the bag of gold.html (29 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . see thou follow me. TAMORA. Exeunt SCENE IV. were there worse end than death. Let them not speak a word. Who found this letter? Tamora. SATURNINUS. by my soul. TITUS. fell curs of bloody kind.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Among the nettles at the elder-tree Which overshades the mouth of that same pit Where we decreed to bury Bassianus.uoregon.the guilt is plain. Fear not thy sons. TAMORA. I will entreat the King. That this fell fault of my accursed sonsAccursed if the fault be prov'd in themSATURNINUS. come. Lucius. DEMETRIUS and CHIRON. There let them bide until we have devis'd Some never-heard-of torturing pain for them. was it you? TAMORA. If it be prov'd! You see it is apparent. her hands cut off. with tears not lightly shed. Do this. I did. and purchase us thy lasting friends. stay not to talk with them. Some bring the murdered body. with LAVINIA. drag them from the pit unto the prison. TITUS.
would all my wealth would wake me! If I do wake. and ravish'd DEMETRIUS.html (30 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . gentle niece. DEMETRIUS. Who is this?. And.those sweet ornaments Whose circling shadows kings have sought to sleep in.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. a crimson river of warm blood. CHIRON. lest thou shouldst detect him. bewray thy meaning so. Ah. now thou turn'st away thy face for shame! And notwithstanding all this loss of bloodhttp://darkwing. an if thy tongue can speak. CHIRON. and hew'd. And so let's leave her to her silent walks. Enter MARCUS. Doth rise and fall between thy rosed lips. DEMETRIUS. Go home. An 'twere my cause. call for sweet water.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus cut out. See how with signs and tokens she can scrowl. I should go hang myself. So.my niece. a word: where is your husband? If I do dream. But sure some Tereus hath deflowered thee. nor hands to wash. Like to a bubbling fountain stirr'd with wind. from hunting MARCUS.uoregon. and made thy body bare Of her two branches. cut thy tongue. that flies away so fast? Cousin. now go tell. Coming and going with thy honey breath. Write down thy mind. some planet strike me down. If thou hadst hands to help thee knit the cord. And might not gain so great a happiness As half thy love? Why dost not speak to me? Alas. She hath no tongue to call. DEMETRIUS. CHIRON. That I may slumber an eternal sleep! Speak. An if thy stumps will let thee play the scribe. Who 'twas that cut thy tongue and ravish'd thee. What stern ungentle hands Hath lopp'd. wash thy hands. Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON Wind horns.
with TITUS' two sons MARTIUS and QUINTUS bound.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. One hour's storm will drown the fragrant meads.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus As from a conduit with three issuing spoutsYet do thy cheeks look red as Titan's face Blushing to be encount'red with a cloud. O. TRIBUNES. lovely niece. had the monster seen those lily hands Tremble like aspen leaves upon a lute And make the silken strings delight to kiss them. He would not then have touch'd them for his life! Or had he heard the heavenly harmony Which that sweet tongue hath made. Rome. why she but lost her tongue. A craftier Tereus. and fell asleep. And for these bitter tears. For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel shed.uoregon. grave fathers. As Cerberus at the Thracian poet's feet. A street Enter the JUDGES. for we will mourn with thee. SCENE I. That I might rail at him to ease my mind! Sorrow concealed. hast thou met. pleading TITUS. Doth burn the heart to cinders where it is. which now you see Filling the aged wrinkles in my cheeks. let us go. could our mourning case thy misery! Exeunt ACT III. and TITUS going before. stay! For pity of mine age. But. Shall I speak for thee? Shall I say 'tis so? O. noble Tribunes. What will whole months of tears thy father's eyes? Do not draw back. Fair Philomel. passing on the stage to the place of execution. whose youth was spent In dangerous wars whilst you securely slept. Come. Hear me. that I knew thy heart. For such a sight will blind a father's eye. like an oven stopp'd. that mean is cut from thee. and knew the beast.html (31 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . cousin. For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd. and SENATORS. He would have dropp'd his knife. And in a tedious sampler sew'd her mind. And he hath cut those pretty fingers off That could have better sew'd than Philomel. http://darkwing. and make thy father blind. O.
They would not pity me. reverse the doom of death. Than youthful April shall with all his show'rs. Let my tears stanch the earth's dry appetite.uoregon. So thou refuse to drink my dear sons' blood. Why. Because they died in honour's lofty bed. Lucius. Yet in some sort they are better than the Tribunes. man: if they did hear. no man is by. that never wept before. and the judges pass by him with the prisoners. TITUS. LUCIUS. In summer's drought I'll drop upon thee still. you lament in vain. When I do weep. My sons' sweet blood will make it shame and blush. The Tribunes hear you not. LUCIUS. they humbly at my feet Receive my tears. My tears are now prevailing orators. Whose souls are not corrupted as 'tis thought.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Be pitiful to my condemned sons. [ANDRONICUS lieth down. And you recount your sorrows to a stone. And bootless unto them. http://darkwing. I will befriend thee more with rain That shall distil from these two ancient urns. Who though they cannot answer my distress.html (32 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM .edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. And were they but attired in grave weeds. Enter Lucius with his weapon drawn O reverend Tribunes! O gentle aged men! Unbind my sons. In winter with warm tears I'll melt the snow And keep eternal spring-time on thy face. And let me say. once more I entreat of you. O noble father. Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones. for thy brothers let me plead! Grave Tribunes. and exeunt] For these. TITUS. For two and twenty sons I never wept. They would not mark me. and seem to weep with me. if they did mark. yet plead I must. 'tis no matter. Ah. Tribunes. in the dust I write My heart's deep languor and my soul's sad tears. For that they will not intercept my tale. no tribune hears you speak. O earth. My gracious lord.
LUCIUS. gentle sister.uoregon. In bootless prayer have they been held up. and all in vain. For which attempt the judges have pronounc'd My everlasting doom of banishment. and look upon her. To rescue my two brothers from their death. Speak. This was thy daughter. And now like Nilus it disdaineth bounds.html (33 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Give me a sword. Or brought a fagot to bright-burning Troy? My grief was at the height before thou cam'st. thy noble heart to break. Speak. Or if not so. Why. Faint-hearted boy. TITUS. who hath martyr'd thee? http://darkwing. foolish Lucius. how happy art thou then From these devourers to be banished! But who comes with our brother Marcus here? Enter MARCUS with LAVINIA MARCUS. so she is. prepare thy aged eyes to weep. I'll chop off my hands too. And they have nurs'd this woe in feeding life. Lavinia. And they have serv'd me to effectless use.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. and Rome affords no prey But me and mine. Now all the service I require of them Is that the one will help to cut the other. LUCIUS. I bring consuming sorrow to thine age. Marcus. 'Tis well. Ay me! this object kills me. Why. Titus. O happy man! they have befriended thee. TITUS. [Rises] But wherefore stand'st thou with thy weapon drawn? LUCIUS. what accursed hand Hath made thee handless in thy father's sight? What fool hath added water to the sea. A stone is soft as wax: tribunes more hard than stones. A stone is silent and offendeth not. Lavinia. MARCUS. that thou hast no hands. TITUS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Rome could afford no tribunes like to these. And tribunes with their tongues doom men to death. dost thou not perceive That Rome is but a wilderness of tigers? Tigers must prey. Will it consume me? Let me see it then. TITUS. arise. For hands to do Rome service is but vain. For they have fought for Rome.
TITUS. But that which gives my soul the greatest spurn Is dear Lavinia. If they did kill thy husband. and he that wounded her Hath hurt me more than had he kill'd me dead. Shall thy good uncle and thy brother Lucius And thou and I sit round about some fountain. Marcus! Ah. MARCUS. Where like a sweet melodious bird it sung Sweet varied notes. Perchance because she knows them innocent. Expecting ever when some envious surge Will in his brinish bowels swallow him. then be joyful. TITUS. say thou for her.html (34 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . weeping at my woes. O. This way to death my wretched sons are gone. Witness the sorrow that their sister makes. a banish'd man. Look. O. O. Nor tongue to tell me who hath martyr'd thee. no. dearer than my soul. Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave. then fresh tears Stood on her cheeks. No. look on her! When I did name her brothers. who hath done this deed? MARCUS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus MARCUS. And here my brother. son Lucius. and for his death Thy brothers are condemn'd.uoregon. that delightful engine of her thoughts That blabb'd them with such pleasing eloquence Is torn from forth that pretty hollow cage. they would not do so foul a deed. what shall I do Now I behold thy lively body so? Thou hast no hands to wipe away thy tears. Thy husband he is dead. Here stands my other son. thus I found her straying in the park. Seeking to hide herself as doth the deer That hath receiv'd some unrecuring wound. enchanting every ear! LUCIUS. It was my dear. and dead by this. Environ'd with a wilderness of sea. Looking all downwards to behold our cheeks http://darkwing. Because the law hath ta'en revenge on them. It would have madded me.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. For now I stand as one upon a rock. Or make some sign how I may do thee ease. Perchance she weeps because they kill'd her husband. let me kiss thy lips. as doth the honey dew Upon a gath'red lily almost withered. Gentle Lavinia. Had I but seen thy picture in this plight.
Titus Andronicus. that. O. O gracious Emperor! O gentle Aaron! Did ever raven sing so like a lark That gives sweet tidings of the sun's uprise? With all my heart I'll send the Emperor my hand. my lord the Emperor Sends thee this word. if thou love thy sons. Good Titus. like meadows yet not dry With miry slime left on them by a flood? And in the fountain shall we gaze so long. poor man. Good Aaron. wilt thou help to chop it off? LUCIUS. old Titus.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Marcus. LUCIUS. well I wot Thy napkin cannot drink a tear of mine. mark! I understand her signs. TITUS. Mark. dry thine eyes. TITUS. now would she say That to her brother which I said to thee: His napkin.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus How they are stain'd. hast drown'd it with thine own. I will wipe thy cheeks. Can do no service on her sorrowful cheeks. And that shall be the ransom for their fault. Marcus! Brother. That hath thrown down so many enemies. For thou. TITUS. Ah. father! for that noble hand of thine. cease your tears. for at your grief See how my wretched sister sobs and weeps. Marcus. what a sympathy of woe is this As far from help as Limbo is from bliss! Enter AARON the Moor AARON. or thyself. my Lavinia. Stay. Had she a tongue to speak. Let Marcus. Patience. And made a brine-pit with our bitter tears? Or shall we cut away our hands like thine? Or shall we bite our tongues. Lucius. dear niece. Sweet father. MARCUS. and in dumb shows Pass the remainder of our hateful days? What shall we do? Let us that have our tongues Plot some device of further misery To make us wonder'd at in time to come. Or any one of you. LUCIUS. http://darkwing.html (35 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . chop off your hand And send it to the King: he for the same Will send thee hither both thy sons alive. Ah. with his true tears all bewet.uoregon. Till the fresh taste be taken from that clearness.
LUCIUS. none of both but are of high desert! My hand hath been but idle. agree whose hand shall go along. Let me redeem my brothers both from death. MARCUS. and therefore mine. Sirs. Aaron.html (36 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . say I account of them http://darkwing. if I shall be thought thy son. Writing destruction on the enemy's castle? O. MARCUS. Then have I kept it to a worthy end. Nay. And that you'll say ere half an hour pass.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. But I will use the axe. Lend me thy hand. Sweet father. Then I'll go fetch an axe. such with'red herbs as these Are meet for plucking up. And never whilst I live deceive men so. give his Majesty my hand. And therefore mine shall save my brothers' lives. I will be honest. More hath it merited. strive no more. [Aside] If that be call'd deceit. I will spare my hand.uoregon. As for my sons. bid him bury it. Good Aaron. AARON. And for our father's sake and mother's care. By heaven. MARCUS. Now stay your strife. My hand will serve the turn. LUCIUS. Which of your hands hath not defended Rome And rear'd aloft the bloody battle-axe. and I will give thee mine. MARCUS. My youth can better spare my blood than you.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Shall not be sent. But I'll deceive you in another sort. LUCIUS. Tell him it was a hand that warded him From thousand dangers. Come hither. AARON. it shall not go! TITUS. For fear they die before their pardon come. TITUS. come.that let it have. I'll deceive them both. Exeunt LUCIUS and MARCUS TITUS. Agree between you. [He cuts off TITUS' hand] Re-enter LUCIUS and MARCUS TITUS. My hand shall go. let it serve To ransom my two nephews from their death. What shall be is dispatch'd. Now let me show a brother's love to thee.
uoregon. ill art thou repaid For that good hand thou sent'st the Emperor. Threat'ning the welkin with his big-swol'n face? And wilt thou have a reason for this coil? I am the sea. But yet let reason govern thy lament. dear heart. Then must my earth with her continual tears Become a deluge. for heaven shall hear our prayers. hark how her sighs do blow. Then into limits could I bind my woes. I the earth. http://darkwing. But like a drunkard must I vomit them. [Aside] Their heads I mean. MARCUS. MARCUS. For why my bowels cannot hide her woes.html (37 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . O brother. And yet dear too. TITUS. And bow this feeble ruin to the earth. To that I call! [To LAVINIA] What. for losers will have leave To ease their stomachs with their bitter tongues. Or with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin dim And stain the sun with fog. with two heads and a hand MESSENGER. overflow'd and drown'd. TITUS. O. O. would'st thou kneel with me? Do. how this villainy Doth fat me with the very thoughts of it! Let fools do good. When heaven doth weep. I go. and fair men call for grace: Aaron will have his soul black like his face. Exit TITUS. here I lift this one hand up to heaven. Is not my sorrow deep. and for thy hand Look by and by to have thy sons with thee. If any power pities wretched tears.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus As jewels purchas'd at an easy price. doth not the earth o'erflow? If the winds rage. doth not the sea wax mad. Worthy Andronicus. And do not break into these deep extremes. Then must my sea be moved with her sighs. Enter a MESSENGER. as sometime clouds When they do hug him in their melting bosoms. speak with possibility. having no bottom? Then be my passions bottomless with them. Andronicus. AARON. She is the weeping welkin. then. because I bought mine own. Then give me leave.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. If there were reason for these miseries.
Now let hot Aetna cool in Sicily. TITUS. Where life hath no more interest but to breathe! [LAVINIA kisses TITUS] MARCUS. Ah. Besides. this sorrow is an enemy.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Here are the heads of thy two noble sons. To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal. TITUS. die. Thy other banish'd son with this dear sight Struck pale and bloodless. let me see what task I have to do. And here's thy hand. More than remembrance of my father's death. cold and numb. Thy warlike hand. Why. That woe is me to think upon thy woes. and thy brother. ha! MARCUS. ha. http://darkwing. Why dost thou laugh? It fits not with this hour. Come. Then which way shall I find Revenge's cave? For these two heads do seem to speak to me.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. But sorrow flouted at is double death. Alas. When will this fearful slumber have an end? MARCUS. flatt'ry. Exit MARCUS.uoregon.html (38 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . that kiss is comfortless As frozen water to a starved snake. And would usurp upon my wat'ry eyes And make them blind with tributary tears. thy resolution mock'd. in scorn to thee sent backThy grief their sports. I. thy mangled daughter here. And yet detested life not shrink thereat! That ever death should let life bear his name. that this sight should make so deep a wound. I have not another tear to shed. Even like a stony image. LUCIUS. thy other hand Gnawing with thy teeth. Now is a time to storm. And be my heart an ever-burning hell! These miseries are more than may be borne. and be this dismal sight The closing up of our most wretched eyes. why art thou still? TITUS. poor heart. And threat me I shall never come to bliss Till all these mischiefs be return'd again Even in their throats that have committed them. Ha. Andronicus. Ah! now no more will I control thy griefs. Now farewell. Thou dost not slumber: see thy two sons' heads. Rent off thy silver hair.
Marcus. Andronicus. would thou wert as thou tofore hast been! But now nor Lucius nor Lavinia lives But in oblivion and hateful griefs. Beats in this hollow prison of my flesh. poor creatures. my noble father. Farewell. my noble sister. Come. Thou art an exile. Lavinia. Let's kiss and part. If Lucius live. he will requite your wrongs And make proud Saturnine and his emperess Beg at the gates like Tarquin and his queen. Now will I to the Goths. That I may turn me to each one of you And swear unto my soul to right your wrongs. Who. sweet wench.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus You heavy people. LAVINIA. thou shalt be employ'd in this. want our hands. And in this hand the other will I bear. Exeunt all but Lucius LUCIUS. take a head. go. now sit. This poor right hand of mine Is left to tyrannize upon my breast.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Bear thou my hand.html (39 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . As for thee. TITUS' house A banquet. http://darkwing. Exit SCENE II. Farewell. Rome. get thee from my sight. and the boy YOUNG LUCIUS TITUS. for we have much to do. So so. Lavinia.uoregon. And cannot passionate our tenfold grief With folded arms. MARCUS. when my heart. as I think you do. boy. and raise a pow'r To be reveng'd on Rome and Saturnine. And if ye love me. O. and thou must not stay. and look you eat no more Than will preserve just so much strength in us As will revenge these bitter woes of ours. proud Rome. unknit that sorrow-wreathen knot. all mad with misery. between thy teeth. Farewell. circle me about. The vow is made. till Lucius come again. He leaves his pledges dearer than his life. Thy niece and I. brother. And. Enter TITUS. Hie to the Goths and raise an army there. The woefull'st man that ever liv'd in Rome.
the tender boy. I will learn thy thought. let's fall to. MARCUS. And by still practice learn to know thy meaning. soaking in. nor kneel. wherefore dost thou urge the name of hands? To bid Aeneas tell the tale twice o'er How Troy was burnt and he made miserable? O. Or get some little knife between thy teeth And just against thy heart make thou a hole. thou art made of tears. Lest we remember still that we have none. fie. Speechless complainer.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Then thus I thump it down. Fie. And tears will quickly melt thy life away. [To LAVINIA] Thou map of woe. BOY.uoregon. in passion mov'd. As if we should forget we had no hands. TITUS. tender sapling. Wound it with sighing. http://darkwing. handle not the theme. Thou shalt not sigh. brother. Marcus. But I of these will wrest an alphabet. Peace. gentle girl. Marcus. TITUS. kill it with groans. In thy dumb action will I be as perfect As begging hermits in their holy prayers. how franticly I square my talk. what she saysI can interpret all her martyr'd signs. that thus dost talk in signs! When thy poor heart beats with outrageous beating. If Marcus did not name the word of hands! Come. How now! Has sorrow made thee dote already? Why. Hark. Good grandsire.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. to talk of hands. eat this: Here is no drink. MARCUS. fie! Teach her not thus to lay Such violent hands upon her tender life. girl. Doth weep to see his grandsire's heaviness. She says she drinks no other drink but tears. Nor wink. mesh'd upon her cheeks. Fie. leave these bitter deep laments. Make my aunt merry with some pleasing tale. nor hold thy stumps to heaven. What violent hands can she lay on her life? Ah. nor nod. Brew'd with her sorrow. no man should be mad but I. nor make a sign. Drown the lamenting fool in sea-salt tears. and. That all the tears that thy poor eyes let fall May run into that sink and.html (40 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Alas. Thou canst not strike it thus to make it still.
A deed of death done on the innocent Becomes not Titus' brother. boy. Marcus. with thy knife? MARCUS. and go read with thee Sad stories chanced in the times of old. Rome. go with me. TITUS. For thou hast done a charitable deed. my lord. sir.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.uoregon. At that that I have kill'd. I see thou art not for my company. take away. TITUS' garden Enter YOUNG LUCIUS and LAVINIA running after him. Give me thy knife. http://darkwing. I think. TITUS. That with his pretty buzzing melody Came here to make us merry! And thou hast kill'd him. 'But!' How if that fly had a father and mother? How would he hang his slender gilded wings And buzz lamenting doings in the air! Poor harmless fly. MARCUS.html (41 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Out on thee. O. Like to the Empress' Moor. Exeunt ACT IV. Come. O! Then pardon me for reprehending thee. SCENE I. therefore I kill'd him. Alas. TITUS. Lavinia. MARCUS. TITUS.a fly. and that's for Tamora. MARCUS. Flattering myself as if it were the Moor Come hither purposely to poison me. I'll to thy closet. thou kill'st my heart! Mine eyes are cloy'd with view of tyranny. Come. it was a black ill-favour'd fly. I will insult on him. Pardon me. I have but kill'd a fly. murderer. He takes false shadows for true substances. Alas. sirrah! Yet. my lord.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus [MARCUS strikes the dish with a knife] What dost thou strike at. O. Get thee gone. Ah. And thou shalt read when mine begin to dazzle. There's for thyself. thy sight is young. we are not brought so low But that between us we can kill a fly That comes in likeness of a coal-black Moor. and go with me. poor man! grief has so wrought on him.
Somewhither would she have thee go with her. somewhat doth she mean. I know not what you mean. For I have heard my grandsire say full oft Extremity of griefs would make men mad. till the heavens Reveal the damn'd contriver of this deed. Which is it.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus and the boy flies from her with his books under his arm. BOY. I will.html (42 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Ah. girl.Open them. Help. But pardon me. perhaps. How now. grandsire. Lucius. help! my aunt Lavinia Follows me everywhere. boy. That made me to fear. my lord. when my father was in Rome she did. Enter TITUS and MARCUS BOY. See. And so beguile thy sorrow. and flyCauseless. Ay. MARCUS. http://darkwing. And I have read that Hecuba of Troy Ran mad for sorrow. see how swift she comes! Alas. if my uncle Marcus go.uoregon. MARCUS. Fear her not. fright my youth.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Although. boy. Which made me down to throw my books. TITUS. Canst thou not guess wherefore she plies thee thus? BOY. What means my niece Lavinia by these signs? TITUS. MARCUS. I will most willingly attend your ladyship. do not fear thine aunt. I. MARCUS. nor can I guess. madam. of these?. Come and take choice of all my library. My lord. Stand by me. And. Good uncle Marcus. what means this? Some book there is that she desires to see. Unless some fit or frenzy do possess her. [LAVINIA turns over with her stumps the books which Lucius has let fall] TITUS. I know not why.But thou art deeper read and better skill'd. She loves thee. Lucius. Lucius. sweet aunt. Lucius. Cornelia never with more care Read to her sons than she hath read to thee Sweet poetry and Tully's Orator. boy. And would not. sweet aunt. I know not. see how much she makes of thee. Lavinia! Marcus. I know my noble aunt Loves me as dear as e'er my mother did. but in fury. too well to do thee harm.
wert thou thus surpris'd. This after me. and guides it with feet and mouth] This sandy plot is plain. that I may this treason find! My lord. sweet girl. as Tarquin erst. Unless the gods delight in tragedies? TITUS. MARCUS. Or slunk not Saturnine.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Why lifts she up her arms in sequence thus? MARCUS.uoregon. or Mercury. By nature made for murders and for rapes. see! Note how she quotes the leaves. vast. I fear. TITUS. Sit down. 'tis Ovid's Metamorphoses. And rape. What Roman lord it was durst do the deed. see! Ay. shall I read? This is the tragic tale of Philomel And treats of Tereus' treason and his rape. Apollo. for here are none but friends. O. Lavinia! [He writes his name with his staff. MARCUS. if thou canst. What would she find? Lavinia. sweet girl. Lavinia. Forc'd in the ruthless. That left the camp to sin in Lucrece' bed? MARCUS. See. what book is that she tosseth so? BOY. was root of thy annoy. had we never. For love of her that's gone. Lucius. My mother gave it me. brother. Jove. I have writ my name http://darkwing. ay. brother. Grandsire. Or else to heaven she heaves them for revenge. TITUS. look here! Look here. Inspire me. never hunted there!Pattern'd by that the poet here describes. Perhaps she cull'd it from among the rest. more there was. sit down by me. sweet niece.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. I think she means that there were more than one Confederate in the fact. Soft! So busily she turns the leaves! Help her. why should nature build so foul a den. Give signs. guide.html (43 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Pallas. TITUS. Ravish'd and wrong'd as Philomela was. and gloomy woods? See. such a place there is where we did huntO. MARCUS.
Demetrius. And swear with me.Chiron. Mortal revenge upon these traitorous Goths. kneel. And come. that's my boy! Thy father hath full oft For his ungrateful country done the like. And lay it by. And kneel. then? Boy. Marcus. My lord. And see their blood or die with this reproach.' MARCUS. and writes] O. an you knew how. what she hath writ? TITUS. I say. 'Tis sure enough. the Roman Hector's hope. Ay. And where's our lesson. by good advice. You are a young huntsman. then beware: The dam will wake. Lavinia. do ye read. Lord Junius Brutus sware for Lucrece' rapeThat we will prosecute. sweet boy. with the woeful fere And father of that chaste dishonoured dame. let alone. The angry northern wind Will blow these sands like Sibyl's leaves abroad. Curs'd be that heart that forc'd us to this shift! Write thou. She's with the lion deeply still in league.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Without the help of any hand at all. and if she wind ye once. and here display at last What God will have discovered for revenge. What. that if I were a man Their mother's bedchamber should not be safe For these base bondmen to the yoke of Rome. kneel down with me. what say you? BOY. Magni Dominator poli.uoregon. Tam lentus audis scelera? tam lentus vides? MARCUS. But if you hunt these bear-whelps. I will go get a leaf of brass. And arm the minds of infants to exclaims. http://darkwing. calm thee. That we may know the traitors and the truth! [She takes the staff in her mouth and guides it with stumps. what! the lustful sons of Tamora Performers of this heinous bloody deed? TITUS. And lulls him whilst she playeth on her back. TITUS. gentle lord! although I know There is enough written upon this earth To stir a mutiny in the mildest thoughts.as.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (44 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Heaven guide thy pen to print thy sorrows plain. MARCUS. good niece. O. my lord. 'Stuprum. my lord. And when he sleeps will she do what she list. And with a gad of steel will write these words.
or not compassion him? Marcus. I greet your honours from Andronicus[Aside] And pray the Roman gods confound you both! DEMETRIUS. Gramercy. Marcus. O heavens. with all the humbleness I may. uncle. hath sent by me The goodliest weapons of his armoury To gratify your honourable youth. wilt thou not? BOY. Ay. here's the son of Lucius. can you hear a good man groan And not relent. That hath more scars of sorrow in his heart Than foemen's marks upon his batt'red shield. look to my house. TITUS. Lucius. The palace Enter AARON. But yet so just that he will not revenge. that's the news. not so. TITUS. and at the other door. And. and withal my boy Shall carry from me to the Empress' sons Presents that I intend to send them both. Exeunt TITUS. YOUNG LUCIUS and another with a bundle of weapons. What's the news? BOY. DEMETRIUS and CHIRON. Lavinia. LAVINIA. I'll teach thee another course. attend him in his ecstasy.May it please you. at one door. Ay. come. go with me into mine armoury. Revenge the heavens for old Andronicus! Exit SCENE II. Demetrius. with my dagger in their bosoms.uoregon. Come. Rome. Come. so will I. will we. thou'lt do my message. and verses writ upon them CHIRON. and YOUNG LUCIUS MARCUS. http://darkwing. an if I live. I'll fit thee.. Ay. BOY. some mad message from his mad grandfather. [Aside] That you are both decipher'd. sir! and we'll be waited on. well advis'd. For villains mark'd with rape. He hath some message to deliver us. My lords. lovely Lucius.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (45 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM .William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus BOY. grandsire. My grandsire. AARON. come. boy. Lucius and I'll go brave it at the court. No. marry.
AARON. AARON. let us go and pray to all the gods For our beloved mother in her pains. She would applaud Andronicus' conceit. Captives.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus The hope of Rome. I know it well. A charitable wish and full of love. Exeunt YOUNG LUCIUS and attendant DEMETRIUS.html (46 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Come. CHIRON. was't not a happy star Led us to Rome. what a thing it is to be an ass! Here's no sound jest! The old man hath found their guilt. scelerisque purus. 'tis a verse in Horace. And sends them weapons wrapp'd about with lines That wound. Here lacks but your mother for to say amen. And so I do.uoregon. Right. strangers. DEMETRIUS. young lords.' CHIRON. that. CHIRON. and written round about. And that would she for twenty thousand more. you have it. whenever you have need. And so I leave you both. [Aside] Pray to the devils. But me more good to see so great a lord Basely insinuate and send us gifts. for so he bid me say. beyond their feeling. the gods have given us over.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. AARON.a verse in Horace. [Trumpets sound] http://darkwing. just. DEMETRIUS. [Aside] Now. Lord Demetrius? Did you not use his daughter very friendly? DEMETRIUS. by turn to serve our lust. You may be armed and appointed well. to be advanced to this height? It did me good before the palace gate To brave the Tribune in his brother's hearing. But let her rest in her unrest awhileAnd now. and with his gifts present Your lordships. Let's see: [Reads] 'Integer vitae. I read it in the grammar long ago. AARON. nec arcu. I would we had a thousand Roman dames At such a bay. Non eget Mauri iaculis. Ay.[Aside] like bloody villains. But were our witty Empress well afoot. and more than so. to the quick. O. What's here? A scroll. Had he not reason.
Aaron. DEMETRIUS. AARON. Why. Zounds. What. Why do the Emperor's trumpets flourish thus? CHIRON. Soft! who comes here? Enter NURSE. A devil. O. the mother wills it so. A joyless. it must. thy seal. more or less. and damn'd her loathed choice! Accurs'd the offspring of so foul a fiend! CHIRON. tell me. nurse? Then let no man but I http://darkwing. with a blackamoor CHILD NURSE. AARON. AARON. Villain. And therein. AARON. dismal. lord. we are all undone! Now help. must it. I mean she is brought a-bed. did you see Aaron the Moor? AARON. lords. then she is the devil's dam. God give her good rest! What hath he sent her? NURSE. It shall not live. AARON. O gentle Aaron. Well. Woe to her chance. hellish dog. And bids thee christen it with thy dagger's point. black.uoregon. what a caterwauling dost thou keep! What dost thou wrap and fumble in thy arms? NURSE. or ne'er a whit at all. AARON. as loathsome as a toad Amongst the fair-fac'd breeders of our clime. AARON. Good morrow. NURSE. I have done thy mother. DEMETRIUS. CHIRON. It shall not die. that which I would hide from heaven's eye: Our Empress' shame and stately Rome's disgrace! She is delivered. what hast thou done? AARON. and what with Aaron now? NURSE. Thou hast undone our mother. thy stamp.html (47 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . thou hast undone her. ye whore! Is black so base a hue? Sweet blowse. Belike. Villain. A joyful issue. she is delivered. or woe betide thee evermore! AARON. Why. Here Aaron is. DEMETRIUS. To whom? NURSE. and sorrowful issue! Here is the babe.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus DEMETRIUS. you are a beauteous blossom sure. for joy the Emperor hath a son. O.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. NURSE. That which thou canst not undo. Well. The Empress sends it thee.
This before all the world do I prefer. As who should say 'Old lad. Nurse.html (48 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM .William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Do execution on my flesh and blood. I'll broach the tadpole on my rapier's point. there's the privilege your beauty bears: Fie. Wilt thou betray thy noble mistress thus? AARON. Nor great Alcides. NURSE. DEMETRIUS. by the burning tapers of the sky That shone so brightly when this boy was got. my sword shall soon dispatch it. My mistress is my mistress: this my self. I blush to think upon this ignomy. not Enceladus.excuse it how she can. will you kill your brother! Now. CHIRON. murderous villains.' He is your brother. CHIRON. AARON. I tell you. and draws] Stay.uoregon. With all his threat'ning band of Typhon's brood. The Emperor in his rage will doom her death. Sooner this sword shall plough thy bowels up. DEMETRIUS. Although she lave them hourly in the flood. I am thine own. treacherous hue. younglings. By this our mother is for ever sham'd. ye sanguine. What. Rome will despise her for this foul escape. This maugre all the world will I keep safe. what. Tell the Empress from me I am of age To keep mine own. give it me. Look how the black slave smiles upon the father. Why. AARON. Or some of you shall smoke for it in Rome. The vigour and the picture of my youth. sensibly fed http://darkwing.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. lords. Shall seize this prey out of his father's hands. nor the god of war. that will betray with blushing The close enacts and counsels of thy heart! Here's a young lad fram'd of another leer. [Takes the CHILD from the NURSE. shallow-hearted boys! Ye white-lim'd walls! ye alehouse painted signs! Coal-black is better than another hue In that it scorns to bear another hue. He dies upon my scimitar's sharp point That touches this my first-born son and heir. DEMETRIUS. For all the water in the ocean Can never turn the swan's black legs to white.
The ocean swells not so as Aaron storms. Why. 'tis a deed of policy. Although my seal be stamped in his face. Aaron. Aaron? Wherefore didst thou this? AARON. To calm this tempest whirling in the court. lords. The Emperess. Save thou the child. Go pack with him. DEMETRIUS. And tell them both the circumstance of all. Aaron. Shall she live to betray this guilt of oursA long-tongu'd babbling gossip? No. And from your womb where you imprisoned were He is enfranchised and come to light. brave lords! When we join in league I am a lamb. but if you brave the Moor. fair as you are. Hark ye. My son and I will have the wind of you: Keep there. now talk at pleasure of your safety. [He kills her] Weeke weeke! So cries a pig prepared to the spit.html (49 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . The chafed boar. And now be it known to you my full intent: Not far. again. And how by this their child shall be advanc'd. my countrymanHis wife but yesternight was brought to bed. [They sit] DEMETRIUS. Cornelia the midwife and myself. what shall I say unto the Empress? DEMETRIUS. so. lords. and give the mother gold. And we will all subscribe to thy advice. O Lord. the midwife. AARON. AARON. how many saw the child? NURSE. Nay. Two may keep counsel when the third's away: Go to the Empress. sir.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. NURSE. And be received for the Emperor's heir And substituted in the place of mine. no. But say. tell her this I said. so we may all be safe. And no one else but the delivered Empress. And let the Emperor dandle him for his own. one Muliteus.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Of that self-blood that first gave life to you. the mountain lioness. How many women saw this child of his? AARON. what is to be done.uoregon. Then sit we down and let us all consult. You see I have given her physic. His child is like to her. and yourself. he is your brother by the surer side. http://darkwing. Advise thee. What mean'st thou.
with bows TITUS. this is the way. she's fled. I see thou wilt not trust the air With secrets. http://darkwing. Aaron. and bring you up To be a warrior and command a camp. You. Marcus. she's gone. A public place Enter TITUS. bearing arrows with letters on the ends of them.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus [Pointing to the NURSE] And you must needs bestow her funeral. take you to your tools. CHIRON. And cabin in a cave. Sirs. and you are gallant grooms. But send the midwife presently to me. as swift as swallow flies. I'll bear you hence. Happily you may catch her in the sea. kinsmen. Herself and hers are highly bound to thee. SEMPRONIUS.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Terras Astrea reliquit. Marcus. come. PUBLIUS. bearing off the dead NURSE AARON. Come on. Sir boy. shall Go sound the ocean and cast your nets. DEMETRIUS. This done. and suck the goat. The fields are near. There to dispose this treasure in mine arms. YOUNG LUCIUS. you thick-lipp'd slave. with him MARCUS. And secretly to greet the Empress' friends. I'll make you feed on berries and on roots. Be you rememb'red. For it is you that puts us to our shifts.uoregon. Rome. Now to the Goths. and other gentlemen. cousins. Exit with the CHILD SCENE III.html (50 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . And feed on curds and whey. Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON. see that you take no longer days. Come. let me see your archery. and 'tis there straight. and CAIUS. The midwife and the nurse well made away. Then let the ladies tattle what they please. Look ye draw home enough. For this care of Tamora.
To see thy noble uncle thus distract? PUBLIUS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Yet there's as little justice as at land. with Jove in heaven. Publius. kinsmen. http://darkwing. And. and move the gods To send down justice for to wreak our wrongs. it highly us concerns By day and night t' attend him carefully. MARCUS. No big-bon'd men fram'd of the Cyclops' size. I'll dive into the burning lake below And pull her out of Acheron by the heels. when you come to Pluto's region. sith there's no justice in earth nor hell. then we may go pipe for justice. how now? How now. And that it comes from old Andronicus. Ah. He thinks. and with revengeful war Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude. This wicked Emperor may have shipp'd her hence. my good lord.uoregon. steel to the very back. Marcus. we are but shrubs. no cedars we. But metal. Then. We will solicit heaven. And pierce the inmost centre of the earth. Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs can bear. TITUS. she is so employ'd. Come. And leave you not a man-of-war unsearch'd. MARCUS.html (51 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . well. Marry. Tell him it is for justice and for aid. for Justice. So that perforce you must needs stay a time. He doth me wrong to feed me with delays. I pray you deliver him this petition. No. or somewhere else. have you met with her? PUBLIUS. Join with the Goths. TITUS. Marcus. his sorrows are past remedy. 'Tis you must dig with mattock and with spade. to this gear. And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine. Marcus. and pray be careful all. Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome. Publius and Sempronius. If you will have Revenge from hell. Rome! Well. you shall. Kinsmen. And. is not this a heavy case. Therefore. You are a good archer. And feed his humour kindly as we may Till time beget some careful remedy. I made thee miserable What time I threw the people's suffrages On him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. my lords. but Pluto sends you word. O Publius. my masters? What. No. Go get you gone. you must do it.
Your letter is with Jupiter by this. here 'Ad Apollinem. But what says Jupiter. My lord.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. see. Marcus. Sirrah. We will afflict the Emperor in his pride.' Caius. MARCUS. hast thou done? See. there it goes! God give his lordship joy! Enter the CLOWN. I never drank with him in all http://darkwing.not to Saturnine: You were as good to shoot against the wind. shoot all your shafts into the court. thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns. well said. being gall'd.' 'Ad Martem' that's for myself. masters. Now. the post is come. Publius. Of my word. here 'To Mercury. with a basket and two pigeons in it News. draw. Alas. This was the sport. I aim a mile beyond the moon. MARCUS. my lord: when Publius shot.html (52 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . The Bull. news from heaven! Marcus.' 'To Saturn. TITUS. boy. I know not Jupiter. Lucius! Good boy. Here. in Virgo's lap! Give it Pallas. gave Aries such a knock That down fell both the Ram's horns in the court. TITUS. boy. To it. what tidings? Have you any letters? Shall I have justice? What says Jupiter? CLOWN. Kinsmen. for the man must not be hang'd till the next week. I ask thee? CLOWN. Ho. TITUS.uoregon. Ha! ha! Publius. loose when I bid. MARCUS. TITUS. 'To Pallas'. I have written to effect. There's not a god left unsolicited. Why. and told the Moor he should not choose But give them to his master for a present. And who should find them but the Empress' villain? She laugh'd. [They shoot] O. sir.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus [He gives them the arrows] 'Ad Jovem' that's for you. the gibbet-maker? He says that he hath taken them down again.
sir. And when thou hast given it to the Emperor. Tell me. sir. Marcus. and tell me what he says. sir. at the first approach you must kneel. sir. Hold. didst thou not come from heaven? CLOWN. Why. TITUS. let me alone. I could never say grace in all my life. TITUS. Ay. God be with you. Then here is a supplication for you. I'll be at hand. Sirrah. Sirrah. Here. CLOWN. MARCUS. that is as fit as can be to serve for your oration. Sirrah. I warrant you. TITUS. sir. hold! Meanwhile here's money for thy charges. Why. sir. Give me pen and ink. hast thou a knife? Come let me see it.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus my life. I will. From heaven! Alas.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. come hither. Knock at my door. God forbid I should be so bold to press to heaven in my young days. Make no more ado. But give your pigeons to the Emperor. sir. of my pigeons. sir. can you with a grace deliver up a supplication? CLOWN. art not thou the carrier? CLOWN. then kiss his foot. Why.html (53 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . see you do it bravely. CLOWN. truly. TITUS. then deliver up your pigeons. TITUS. can you deliver an oration to the Emperor with a grace? CLOWN. nothing else. Nay.uoregon. villain. TITUS. http://darkwing. and then look for your reward. By me thou shalt have justice at his hands. Why. For thou hast made it like a humble suppliant. I am going with my pigeons to the Tribunal Plebs. I never came there. to take up a matter of brawl betwixt my uncle and one of the Emperal's men. Ay. and let him deliver the pigeons to the Emperor from you. fold it in the oration. And when you come to him.
if she sleep. and bear the faults of Titus' age. my lords? As who would say in Rome no justice were. Exeunt SCENE IV.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus TITUS. My gracious lord. confronted thus. you know. this 'To the God of War'Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets of Rome! What's this but libelling against the Senate. let us go. his frenzy. His fits. for the extent Of egal justice. my lovely Saturnine. Rome. commander of my thoughts. But he and his shall know that justice lives In Saturninus' health. is it not. whom. and the EMPRESS and her two sons. and. However these disturbers of our peace Buzz in the people's ears. TAMORA.uoregon. Marcus. us'd in such contempt? My lords. And blazoning our unjustice every where? A goodly humour. as know the mightful gods. what wrongs are these! Was ever seen An emperor in Rome thus overborne. Lord of my life.html (54 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Shall we be thus afflicted in his wreaks. DEMETRIUS and CHIRON. Calm thee. The EMPEROR brings the arrows in his hand that TITUS shot at him SATURNINUS. lords. here's 'To Jove' and this 'To Mercury'. there nought hath pass'd But even with law against the wilful sons Of old Andronicus. Troubled. Th' effects of sorrow for his valiant sons Whose loss hath pierc'd him deep and scarr'd his heart. See. And what an if His sorrows have so overwhelm'd his wits. Come. Publius. Before the palace Enter the EMPEROR. his feigned ecstasies Shall be no shelter to these outrages. Why. LORDS and others. http://darkwing.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. This 'To Apollo'. He'll so awake as he in fury shall Cut off the proud'st conspirator that lives. and his bitterness? And now he writes to heaven for his redress. follow me. But if I live.
my lords! Rome never had more cause. thus it shall become High-witted Tamora to gloze with all. [Exit guarded] SATURNINUS. Go take him away. CLOWN. CLOWN. Empress I am. Hang'd! by'r lady. How much money must I have? TAMORA. if Aaron now be wise. an your mistriship be Emperial. good fellow! Wouldst thou speak with us? CLOWN. TAMORA. Thy life-blood out. Arm. but yonder sits the Emperor. Come. that holp'st to make me great. Yes.God and Saint Stephen give you godden. sirrah.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. I have brought you a letter and a couple of pigeons here. Enter NUNTIUS AEMILIUS What news with thee.uoregon. [Aside] Why. CLOWN. Enter CLOWN How now. Aemilius? AEMILIUS.as if his traitorous sons That died by law for murder of our brother Have by my means been butchered wrongfully? Go drag the villain hither by the hair.. Titus. and hang him presently. The Goths have gathered head.html (55 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM .William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus And rather comfort his distressed plight Than prosecute the meanest or the best For these contempts. I have touch'd thee to the quick. [SATURNINUS reads the letter] SATURNINUS. For this proud mock I'll be thy slaughterman. and with a power http://darkwing. forsooth. Sly frantic wretch. Then is all safe. the anchor in the port. Despiteful and intolerable wrongs! Shall I endure this monstrous villainy? I know from whence this same device proceeds. 'Tis he. Nor age nor honour shall shape privilege. But. In hope thyself should govern Rome and me. you must be hang'd. then I have brought up a neck to a fair end. May this be borne.
TAMORA. Who threats in course of this revenge to do As much as ever Coriolanus did. Knowing that with the shadow of his wings He can at pleasure stint their melody. his old ears deaf. And is not careful what they mean thereby. SATURNINUS. son to old Andronicus. be thy thoughts imperious like thy name! Is the sun dimm'd. Ay. They hither march amain. but the citizens favour Lucius.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.uoregon. http://darkwing. Is warlike Lucius general of the Goths? These tidings nip me. bent to the spoil. 'Tis he the common people love so much. and yet more dangerous. And they have wish'd that Lucius were their emperor. were his heart Almost impregnable. then he will. and appoint the meeting Even at his father's house. Why should you fear? Is not your city strong? SATURNINUS. [To AEMILIUS] Go thou before to be our ambassador. TAMORA. and I hang the head As flowers with frost. the old Andronicus. Emperor. King. If Tamora entreat him. And will revolt from me to succour him. that gnats do fly in it? The eagle suffers little birds to sing. Myself hath often heard them sayWhen I have walked like a private manThat Lucius' banishment was wrongfully. Say that the Emperor requests a parley Of warlike Lucius.html (56 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . that. When as the one is wounded with the bait. Than baits to fish or honey-stalks to sheep.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Of high resolved men. I will enchant the old Andronicus With words more sweet. Then cheer thy spirit. SATURNINUS. TAMORA. The other rotted with delicious feed. But he will not entreat his son for us. Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue. under conduct Of Lucius. for know thou. Ay. Even so mayest thou the giddy men of Rome. For I can smooth and fill his aged ears With golden promises. now begins our sorrows to approach. or grass beat down with storms.
be. Brave slip. now our comfort. so say we all with him. Now will I to that old Andronicus. ALL THE GOTHS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus SATURNINUS. Like stinging bees in hottest summer's day. sprung from the great Andronicus. But who comes here. And wherein Rome hath done you any scath. Then go successantly. Imperious and impatient of your wrongs. I have received letters from great Rome Which signifies what hate they bear their Emperor And how desirous of our sight they are. And be aveng'd on cursed Tamora. Therefore. And now. SATURNINUS. and I thank you all. Exeunt ACT V. leading AARON with his CHILD in his arms SECOND GOTH.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. And as he saith. And bury all thy fear in my devices. And temper him with all the art I have. FIRST GOTH. Let him make treble satisfaction. from our troops I http://darkwing. Be bold in us: we'll follow where thou lead'st. Whose name was once our terror. do this message honourably. be blithe again. great lords. Plains near Rome Enter LUCIUS with an army of GOTHS with drums and colours LUCIUS. Aemilius. AEMILIUS. To pluck proud Lucius from the warlike Goths. Renowned Lucius. Whose high exploits and honourable deeds Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt. Approved warriors and my faithful friends. and plead to him. Led by their master to the flow'red fields. Exit TAMORA. sweet Emperor. led by a lusty Goth? Enter a GOTH. LUCIUS. as your titles witness.uoregon. I humbly thank him. And if he stand on hostage for his safety.html (57 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . SCENE I. Bid him demand what pledge will please him best. Your bidding shall I do effectually.
an if it please me which thou speak'st. Say on. wall-ey'd slave. my weapon drawn. Touch not the boy. Peace. Had nature lent thee but thy mother's look. I made unto the noise. peace!'. villain. this is the incarnate devil That robb'd Andronicus of his good hand. Lucius. suddenly I heard a child cry underneath a wall. Will hold thee dearly for thy mother's sake. If thou do this. Who. Get me a ladder. This is the pearl that pleas'd your Empress' eye. Villain. If thou wilt not. First hang the child. But where the bull and cow are both milk-white. soldiers! Hang him on this tree. They never do beget a coal-black calf. Surpris'd him suddenly. Say. [A ladder brought. LUCIUS. whither wouldst thou convey This growing image of thy fiend-like face? Why dost not speak? What. that he may see it sprawlA sight to vex the father's soul withal. http://darkwing. thou mightst have been an emperor. AARON. I'll show thee wondrous things That highly may advantage thee to hear. he is of royal blood. half me and half thy dam! Did not thy hue bewray whose brat thou art. befall what may befall. save the child.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. LUCIUS. I rush'd upon him.even thus he rates the babe'For I must bear thee to a trusty Goth. tawny slave. Too like the sire for ever being good. which AARON is made to climb] AARON.html (58 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM .William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus stray'd To gaze upon a ruinous monastery. And bear it from me to the Emperess. O worthy Goth.uoregon. And as I earnestly did fix mine eye Upon the wasted building. when he knows thou art the Empress' babe. deaf? Not a word? A halter. when soon I heard The crying babe controll'd with this discourse: 'Peace.' With this. And by his side his fruit of bastardy. I'll speak no more but 'Vengeance rot you all!' LUCIUS. and brought him hither To use as you think needful of the man. And here's the base fruit of her burning lust.
Therefore thou shalt vow By that same god. What if I do not? as indeed I do not. That granted. Why.uoregon. Or else I will discover nought to thee. and 'twas Trim sport for them which had the doing of it. I begot him on the Empress. And keeps the oath which by that god he swears. To that I'll urge him. http://darkwing. Ruthful to hear. and trimm'd her as thou sawest. AARON. AARON. abominable deeds. how canst thou believe an oath? AARON. and then I will begin.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Thy child shall live. With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies Which I have seen thee careful to observe. Who should I swear by? Thou believest no god. Unless thou swear to me my child shall live. Lucius. Yet. to nourish and bring him up. LUCIUS.what god soe'er it be That thou adorest and hast in reverenceTo save my boy.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Swear that he shall. O barbarous beastly villains like thyself! AARON. Indeed. And cut her hands. Complots of mischief. That codding spirit had they from their mother. and I will see it nourish'd. 'Twill vex thy soul to hear what I shall speak. LUCIUS. and trimm'd. and massacres. For that I know An idiot holds his bauble for a god. yet piteously perform'd. I was their tutor to instruct them. Tell on thy mind. Even by my god I swear to thee I will. treason. Lucius. LUCIUS. And this shall all be buried in my death. Tut. rapes.html (59 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . this was but a deed of charity To that which thou shalt hear of me anon. For I must talk of murders. O most insatiate and luxurious woman! AARON. she was wash'd. and ravish'd her. O detestable villain! Call'st thou that trimming? AARON. assure thee. I say thy child shall live. LUCIUS. Therefore I urge thy oath. villainies. 'Twas her two sons that murdered Bassianus. and cut. LUCIUS. First know thou. An if it please thee! Why. for I know thou art religious And hast a thing within thee called conscience. Acts of black night. They cut thy sister's tongue. AARON. LUCIUS.
and laugh'd so heartily That both mine eyes were rainy like to his. or plot the way to do it. And for my tidings gave me twenty kisses.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus As sure a card as ever won the set. I wrote the letter that thy father found. I think. GOTH. Wherein I had no stroke of mischief in it? I play'd the cheater for thy father's hand. And hid the gold within that letter mention'd. That bloody mind. Set deadly enmity between two friends. Accuse some innocent. Even now I curse the day. I think. when I had it.and yet. let my deeds be witness of my worth. like a black dog. What. Beheld his tears. When. I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole Where the dead corpse of Bassianus lay. Ravish a maid. Ay. or else devise his death. Few come within the compass of my curseWherein I did not some notorious ill. Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the night. As kill a man. I have done a thousand dreadful things As willingly as one would kill a fly. Confederate with the Queen and her two sons. as the saying is. And nothing grieves me heartily indeed But that I cannot do ten thousand more. Art thou not sorry for these heinous deeds? AARON. though I am dead. And when I told the Empress of this sport. he had his two sons' heads. Well. And. I pried me through the crevice of a wall. And bid the owners quench them with their tears. and forswear myself.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. canst thou say all this and never blush? AARON.uoregon. As true a dog as ever fought at head. they learn'd of me. for his hand. that thou hast cause to rue. And set them upright at their dear friends' door Even when their sorrows almost was forgot. Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their graves. She swooned almost at my pleasing tale. drew myself apart And almost broke my heart with extreme laughter. And what not done. Ay. Have with my knife carved in Roman letters 'Let not your sorrow die.html (60 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Make poor men's cattle break their necks. LUCIUS.' Tut. that I had not done a thousand more. And on their skins. http://darkwing. as on the bark of trees.
Willing you to demand your hostages. there is a messenger from Rome Desires to be admitted to your presence.html (61 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Bring down the devil. Tell him Revenge is come to join with him. would I were a devil. What says our general? LUCIUS. for he must not die So sweet a death as hanging presently. I will encounter with Andronicus. stop his mouth. for he understands you are in arms. in this strange and sad habiliment. Aemilius. and you Princes of the Goths. and her two sons. Who doth molest my contemplation? http://darkwing. Exeunt SCENE II. And say I am Revenge. Before TITUS' house Enter TAMORA. Aemilius. If there be devils. let the Emperor give his pledges Unto my father and my uncle Marcus. LUCIUS. What's the news from Rome? AEMILIUS. And they shall be immediately deliver'd. Rome. Sirs. And we will come. Knock at his study. He craves a parley at your father's house. And work confusion on his enemies. They knock and TITUS opens his study door. above TITUS. To live and burn in everlasting fire. DEMETRIUS and CHIRON. FIRST GOTH.uoregon.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus LUCIUS. Thus. Welcome. sent from below To join with him and right his heinous wrongs. My lord. And. Lord Lucius. So I might have your company in hell But to torment you with my bitter tongue! LUCIUS. The Roman Emperor greets you all by me. AARON. Enter AEMILIUS GOTH. Let him come near. and let him speak no more.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. March away. disguised TAMORA. where they say he keeps To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge.
I know thee well enough: Witness this wretched stump. No vast obscurity or misty vale. therefore no more. If thou didst know me. therefore come down and welcome me. witness these crimson lines. And then I'll come and be thy waggoner And whirl along with thee about the globes. not a word. for what I mean to do See here in bloody lines I have set down. Art thou Revenge? and art thou sent to me To be a torment to mine enemies? TAMORA. Confer with me of murder and of death. To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away. There's not a hollow cave or lurking-place. TITUS. TITUS.uoregon. Wanting a hand to give it that accord? Thou hast the odds of me. or tear them on thy chariot wheels. I am come to talk with thee. And in their ears tell them my dreadful nameRevenge. TITUS. I am not mad. thou wouldst talk with me. TITUS. Provide thee two proper palfreys. How can I grace my talk. Now give some surance that thou art RevengeStab them. http://darkwing. Do me some service ere I come to thee. Witness all sorrow that I know thee well For our proud Empress. And find out murderers in their guilty caves.html (62 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Titus. Is not thy coming for my other hand? TAMORA. Where bloody murder or detested rape Can couch for fear but I will find them out. by thy side where Rape and Murder stands. No. sent from th' infernal kingdom To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Witness these trenches made by grief and care. Lo. mighty Tamora. That so my sad decrees may fly away And all my study be to no effect? You are deceiv'd. Come down and welcome me to this world's light. And what is written shall be executed. TAMORA. I am not Tamora: She is thy enemy and I thy friend. Witness the tiring day and heavy night.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Is it your trick to make me ope the door. TAMORA. I am Revenge.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. I am. black as jet. Know thou. which makes the foul offender quake. sad man.
would you represent our queen aright. Whate'er I forge to feed his brain-sick humours. Welcome. had you but a Moor. I'll deal with him. like a servile footman. mistaking eyes. therefore called so 'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men. Long have I been forlorn. and come with me. What shall we do? TAMORA. how like the Empress' sons they are! And you the Empress! But we worldly men Have miserable. And. dread Fury. It were convenient you had such a devil. This closing with him fits his lunacy. Andronicus? DEMETRIUS. and by thy waggon wheel Trot.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus And when thy car is loaden with their heads. And whilst I at a banquet hold him sure. all day long. TAMORA. Rapine and Murder. And day by day I'll do this heavy task. These are my ministers. Are they thy ministers? What are they call'd? TAMORA. What wouldst thou have us do. you are welcome too. And. TITUS. TAMORA.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. And. Rape and Murder. Even from Hyperion's rising in the east Until his very downfall in the sea. here he comes. http://darkwing. Good Lord. I'll make him send for Lucius his son. Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches. Show me a murderer. to my woeful house. Enter TITUS. being credulous in this mad thought. at the least. if one arm's embracement will content thee. See. now do I come to thee. But welcome as you are. below TITUS. How like the Empress and her sons you are! Well are you fitted. Could not all hell afford you such a devil? For well I wot the Empress never wags But in her company there is a Moor. mad. I will embrace thee in it by and by.uoregon. I will dismount. Or. O sweet Revenge. and I must ply my theme. TITUS. make them his enemies. and all for thee. I'll find some cunning practice out of hand To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths. For now he firmly takes me for Revenge.html (63 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there.
Bid him repair to me. Good Murder. Show me a thousand that hath done thee wrong. MARCUS. As he regards his aged father's life. Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. my brother! 'Tis sad Titus calls. Exit TAMORA. TITUS. They have been violent to me and mine. I will bring in the Empress and her sons. Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths. TAMORA. to thy nephew Lucius. gentle Marcus.html (64 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . even at thy solemn feast. Now will I hence about thy business. This do thou for my love. he is a ravisher. And bid him come and banquet at thy house. Well shalt thou know her by thine own proportion. And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself. Go thou with him. The Emperor himself. and in the Emperor's court There is a queen. stab him.uoregon. Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are. he's a murderer. and all thy foes. Show me a villain that hath done a rape. For up and down she doth resemble thee. To send for Lucius. Marcus. What says Andronicus to this device? TITUS. Well hast thou lesson'd us. But would it please thee. this shall we do. and so let him. and when it is thy hap To find another that is like to thee. TAMORA. attended by a Moor. and he shall feast with them. do on them some violent death. and soon return again. Good Rapine. This will I do. Enter MARCUS Go. thy thrice-valiant son. and bring with him Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths. And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. Go thou with them. Tell him the Emperor and the Empress too Feast at my house. stab him. http://darkwing. When he is here. good Andronicus.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus CHIRON. Look round about the wicked streets of Rome. And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart. And I will be revenged on them all. I pray thee. And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel.
forbear! we are the Empress' sons.html (65 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . come hither. and Rape is the other's name. sweet Revenge. [Aside to her sons] What say you. TAMORA. Farewell.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Know you these two? PUBLIUS. TITUS. I know thou dost. fie! thou art too much deceiv'd. I have work enough for you to do. depart at pleasure. therefore bind them sure. Exit TAMORA CHIRON. boys? Will you abide with him. Or else I'll call my brother back again. Exit [They lay hold on CHIRON and DEMETRIUS] CHIRON. lay hands on them. Caius. gentle PubliusCaius and Valentine. The one is Murder. nay. Tell us. leave us here. Enter PUBLIUS. and VALENTINE PUBLIUS. Demetrius. smooth and speak him fair. Villains. DEMETRIUS. And will o'er reach them in their own devices. Tut. http://darkwing. A pair of cursed hell-hounds and their dam. Publius. TITUS. farewell. And stop their mouths if they begin to cry. though they suppos'd me mad. And therefore do we what we are commanded. TAMORA. and Valentine. Nay. What is your will? TITUS. Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour. how shall we be employ'd? TITUS. And cleave to no revenge but Lucius. and. Andronicus. old man. [Aside] I knew them all. Madam. I take them: Chiron. TITUS.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus And take my ministers along with me. let Rape and Murder stay with me. Fie. And tarry with him till I turn again.uoregon. TITUS. PUBLIUS. Revenge now goes To lay a complot to betray thy foes. And now I find it. CAIUS. Publius. The Empress' sons. Whiles I go tell my lord the Emperor How I have govern'd our determin'd jest? Yield to his humour. And therefore bind them.
But let them hear what fearful words I utter. This is the feast that I have bid her to. http://darkwing. her tongue. you constrain'd and forc'd. with a basin TITUS. And in that paste let their vile heads be bak'd. And with this hateful liquor temper it. And worse than Progne I will be reveng'd. Let me go grind their bones to powder small. and LAVINIA.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Stop close their mouths. thy foes are bound.html (66 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Receive the blood. and for that vile fault Two of her brothers were condemn'd to death. Chiron and Demetrius! Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with mud. Like to the earth. And with your blood and it I'll make a paste. You kill'd her husband. Hark. This goodly summer with your winter mix'd. Hark.uoregon. Inhuman traitors. and thinks me mad. wretches! how I mean to martyr you. My hand cut off and made a merry jest. Come. villains! I will grind your bones to dust. Re-enter TITUS ANDRONICUS with a knife. and that more dear Than hands or tongue. come. And make two pasties of your shameful heads. if I should let you speak? Villains. Is he sure bound? Look that you bind them fast. And this the banquet she shall surfeit on.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. come. let them not speak to me. What would you say. And calls herself Revenge. And of the paste a coffin I will rear. Lavinia. You know your mother means to feast with me. stop their mouths. Lavinia. Whiles that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth hold The basin that receives your guilty blood. and when that they are dead. This one hand yet is left to cut your throats. your unhallowed dam. Sirs. And now prepare your throats. for shame you could not beg for grace. For worse than Philomel you us'd my daughter. look. Both her sweet hands. O villains. her spotless chastity. let them not speak a word. And bid that strumpet. swallow her own increase.
for I will play the cook. http://darkwing. LUCIUS. Let him receive no sust'nance. AARON. which I wish may prove More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast. Away. befall what fortune will. Uncle Marcus. Enter SATURNINUS and TAMORA. break the parle. The court of TITUS' house Enter Lucius. fetter him. take you in this barbarous Moor. since 'tis my father's mind That I repair to Rome. And prompt me that my tongue may utter forth The venomous malice of my swelling heart! LUCIUS. Exeunt GOTHS with AARON. and his CHILD in the arms of an attendant LUCIUS. I fear the Emperor means no good to us. And ours with thine. hath the firmament more suns than one? LUCIUS. and nephew. help our uncle to convey him in. [He cuts their throats] So. Now bring them in. come. with AEMILIUS. And see the ambush of our friends be strong. Exeunt. This ravenous tiger. bearing the dead bodies SCENE III. unhallowed slave! Sirs. Some devil whisper curses in my ear. What boots it thee to can thyself a sun? MARCUS.uoregon. and the GOTHS. Sound trumpets. SENATORS. TRIBUNES. with AARON prisoner. And see them ready against their mother comes. Rome's Emperor.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. and others SATURNINUS. FIRST GOTH. I am content. MARCUS. Till he be brought unto the Empress' face For testimony of her foul proceedings. inhuman dog. Flourish within The trumpets show the Emperor is at hand.html (67 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Good uncle.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Come. this accursed devil. What. be every one officious To make this banquet.
die.html (68 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Because I would be sure to have all well To entertain your Highness and your Empress. A reason mighty.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. And by her presence still renew his sorrows. Although the cheer be poor. Because the girl should not survive her shame. Kill'd her for whom my tears have made me blind. resolve me this: Was it well done of rash Virginius To slay his daughter with his own right hand. [A table brought in. mighty lord. SATURNINUS. Andronicus? TITUS. and lively warrant For me. welcome. my lord. We are beholding to you. A pattern. SATURNINUS. you were. Lavinia. For peace. Die. And have a thousand times more cause than he http://darkwing. And welcome all. An if your Highness knew my heart. dread Queen. most wretched. and effectual. 'Twill fill your stomachs. for league. we will. Please you. stain'd. to perform the like. unnatural and unkind? TITUS. and others TITUS. My lord the Emperor. Andronicus. therefore. for love. and LAVINIA with a veil over her face. What hast thou done. Welcome. ye warlike Goths. also YOUNG LUCIUS. It was.uoregon. and thy shame with thee. welcome. Why art thou thus attir'd. placing the dishes. TITUS. Because she was enforc'd. enter TITUS like a cook.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus These quarrels must be quietly debated. precedent. draw nigh and take your places. [He kills her] And with thy shame thy father's sorrow die! SATURNINUS. strong. Marcus. TITUS. SATURNINUS. Your reason. please you eat of it. Welcome. and good to Rome. good Andronicus. The feast is ready which the careful Titus Hath ordain'd to an honourable end. and deflower'd? SATURNINUS. The company sit down] Trumpets sounding. I am as woeful as Virginius was. TAMORA. TITUS. Lucius.
'Tis true. What. When with his solemn tongue he did discourse To love-sick Dido's sad attending ear http://darkwing. frantic wretch. for this accursed deed! [He stabs TITUS] LUCIUS. They ravish'd her. 'twas they.uoregon. let me teach you how to knit again This scattered corn into one mutual sheaf. You sad-fac'd men. Will't please you eat? Will't please your Highness feed? TAMORA. Why hast thou slain thine only daughter thus? TITUS. Why. both baked in this pie. that did her all this wrong. TITUS. was she ravish'd? Tell who did the deed. TITUS. MARCUS. But if my frosty signs and chaps of age. And she whom mighty kingdoms curtsy to. Can the son's eye behold his father bleed? There's meed for meed. Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred. as erst our ancestor. LUCIUS. people and sons of Rome. SATURNINUS. as a flight of fowl Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous gusts? O. Not I.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus To do this outrage. Like a forlorn and desperate castaway.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Cannot induce you to attend my words. Rome's dear friend. and cut away her tongue. Whereof their mother daintily hath fed. [He stabs the EMPRESS] SATURNINUS. 'twas Chiron and Demetrius. A great tumult. there they are.html (69 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . By uproars sever'd. and it now is done. [He stabs SATURNINUS. These broken limbs again into one body. Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself. Die. Do shameful execution on herself. [To Lucius] Speak. SATURNINUS. death for a deadly deed. And they. Go. 'tis true: witness my knife's sharp point. and their friends go up into the balcony] MARCUS. fetch them hither to us presently. Grave witnesses of true experience.
But floods of tears will drown my oratory And break my utt'rance.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. While I stand by and weep to hear him speak. soft! methinks I do digress too much. I. and basely cozen'd Of that true hand that fought Rome's quarrel out And sent her enemies unto the grave. Here's Rome's young Captain. Then. even in the time When it should move ye to attend me most. Lastly. To beg relief among Rome's enemies. The issue of an irreligious Moor.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus The story of that baleful burning night. The villain is alive in Titus' house. I am the turned forth. LUCIUS. That have preserv'd her welfare in my blood And from her bosom took the enemy's point. dumb although they are. Behold the child. Tell us what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears. Our father's tears despis'd. men praise themselves. For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded. be it known to you. Damn'd as he is. Sheathing the steel in my advent'rous body. myself unkindly banished. MARCUS. gracious auditory. to witness this is true. Now is my turn to speak. And they it were that ravished our sister. Who drown'd their enmity in my true tears. the civil wound. our Rome. When subtle Greeks surpris'd King Priam's Troy. let him tell the tale. The gates shut on me. pardon me! For when no friends are by. Nor can I utter all our bitter grief. and turn'd weeping out. Citing my worthless praise. be it known to you That Chiron and the damn'd Demetrius Were they that murd'red our Emperor's brother. And force you to commiseration. That my report is just and full of truth. [Pointing to the CHILD in an attendant's arms] Of this was Tamora delivered.uoregon.html (70 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . But. Alas! you know I am no vaunter. My scars can witness. And op'd their arms to embrace me as a friend. My heart is not compact of flint nor steel. http://darkwing. Chief architect and plotter of these woes. Or who hath brought the fatal engine in That gives our Troy. O.
O. [Kisses TITUS] These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain'd face. Tear for tear and loving kiss for kiss Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips. Stand all aloof. and the others descend ALL. Now have you heard the truth: what say you. As punishment for his most wicked life. The poor remainder of Andronici Will. gentle Romans! May I govern so To heal Rome's harms and wipe away her woe! But. Romans? Have we done aught amiss. And hither hale that misbelieving Moor To be adjudg'd some direful slaught'ring death. hand in hand. Thanks. all headlong hurl ourselves. were the sum of these that I should pay Countless and infinite. go into old Titus' sorrowful house. Lucius our Emperor. Exeunt some attendants. give me aim awhile.uoregon. all hail. Romans. uncle. http://darkwing. Sung thee asleep. past patience. O. for well I know The common voice do cry it shall be so. show us wherein. yet would I pay them! LUCIUS. ALL. come. all hail. draw you near To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. Thy grandsire lov'd thee well. Lucius and I will fall. And bring our Emperor gently in thy hand. For nature puts me to a heavy task. Go. but. Lo. MARCUS. And on the ragged stones beat forth our souls. Rome's royal Emperor! MARCUS. And. from the place where you behold us pleading. The last true duties of thy noble son! MARCUS. boy.html (71 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Lucius. AEMILIUS. Come. Or more than any living man could bear. Speak. come. speak. Come hither. hand in hand.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Now judge what cause had Titus to revenge These wrongs unspeakable. thou reverend man of Rome. take this warm kiss on thy pale cold lips. LUCIUS. his loving breast thy pillow. Many a time he danc'd thee on his knee. and learn of us To melt in showers. And make a mutual closure of our house. gentle people. come. Rome's gracious governor! LUCIUS. and if you say we shall. come. Lucius.
nor man in mourning weed. I cannot speak to him for weeping. if I ope my mouth.uoregon. Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did Would I perform. And bid thee bear his pretty tales in mind And talk of them when he was dead and gone. If any one relieves or pities him. Do them that kindness. if I might have my will. Some stay to see him fast'ned in the earth. My father and Lavinia shall forthwith Be closed in our household's monument. Give sentence on the execrable wretch That hath been breeder of these dire events. How many thousand times hath these poor lips.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus. MARCUS. that with base prayers I should repent the evils I have done. You sad Andronici. LUCIUS. LUCIUS. give them their latest kiss! Bid him farewell. commit him to the grave. why should wrath be mute and fury dumb? I am no baby. and famish him. Set him breast-deep in earth. There let him stand and rave and cry for food. Tamora. warm'd themselves on thine! O. AARON. If one good deed in all my life I did. and take leave of them. now. And being dead. As for that ravenous tiger. I do repent it from my very soul. This is our doom. But throw her forth to beasts and birds to prey. grandsire! ev'n with all my heart Would I were dead. have done with woes. BOY. Exeunt http://darkwing. O grandsire. Re-enter attendants with AARON A ROMAN. Ah. For the offence he dies.html (72 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM . Some loving friends convey the Emperor hence. so you did live again! O Lord. When they were living.William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus Many a story hath he told to thee. I. My tears will choke me. Her life was beastly and devoid of pity. And give him burial in his father's grave. let birds on her take pity. No mournful bell shall ring her burial. No funeral rite. sweet boy.
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