And, would you represent our queen aright, cus ? Dem. Show me a murderer, I'll deal with him. Chi. Show me a villain, that hath done a rape, And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. Tam. Show me a thousand, that hath done thee wrong, And I will be revenged on them all. Tit. Look round about the wicked streets of And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself, Good Rapine, stab him; he is a ravisher.- Well may'st thou know her by thy own proportion, I pray thee, do on them some violent death, Tam. Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall we do. Tit. Marcus, my brother!-'tis sad Titus calls. Enter Marcus. Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius; VOL. VII. T Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths: Mar. This will I do, and soon return again. Tam. Now will I hence about thy business, And take my ministers along with me. [Exit. Tit. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with me; Or else I'll call my brother back again, And cleave to no revenge but Lucius, Tam. What say you, boys? will you abide with him, Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor, How I have govern'd our determin'd jest ? And tarry with him, till I come again. [Aside. Tit. I know them all, though they suppose me mad; And will o'er-reach them in their own devices, [Aside. Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure, leave us bere. Tam. Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes To lay a complot to betray thy foes. [Exit Tamora. Tit. I know, thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell. Chi. Tell us, old man, how shall we be employ'd? Tit. Tut, I have work enough for you to do.Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine! Enter Publius, and others. Pub. What's your will? Tit. Know you these two? Pub. Th' empress' sons, I take them, Chiron and Demetrius. Tit. Fye, Publius, fye! thou art too much de ceiv'd; The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name: [Exit Titus. Publius, &c, lay hold on Chiron Chi. Villains, forbear; we are the empress' sons, Pub. And therefore do we what we are commanded. Stop close their mouths, let them not speak a word: Is he sure bound? look, that you bind them fast. Re-enter Titus Andronicus, with Lavinia; she bear ing a bason, and he a knife. Tit. Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are bound ; Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to me; Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with mud; This goodly summer with your winter mix'd. My hand cut off, and made a merry jest: 'Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that, more dear Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity, This one hand yet is left to cut your throats; Whilst that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth hold The bason, that receives your guilty blood. You know, your mother means to feast with me, And make two pasties of your shameful heads; Receive the blood: and, when that they are dead, And in that paste let their vile heads be bak'd. ' To make this banquet; which I wish may prove • Crust of a raised pye. SCENE III. The same. A pavilion, with tables, &c. Enter Lucius, Marcus, and Goths, with Aaron, prisoner. Luc. Uncle Marcus, since 'tis my father's mind, That I repair to Rome, I am content. 1 Goth. And ours, with thine, befall what fortune will. Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil; Aar. Some devil whisper curses in mine ear, [Exeunt Goths, with Aaron. Flourish. The trumpets show, the emperor is at hand. Enter Saturninus and Tamora, with Tribunes, Senators, and others. Sat. What, hath the firmament more suns than one? Luc. What boots* it thee, to call thyself a sun? Mar. Rome's emperor, and nephew, breakt the parle ; * Advantage benefit. ti. c. Begin the parley. |