Traitor, restore Lavinia to the emperor. 296 Luc. Dead, if you will; but not to be his wife That is another's lawful promis'd love. [Exit. Thee never, nor thy traitorous haughty sons, But Saturnine? Full well, Andronicus, 304 Tit. Traitors, away! he rests not in this tomb. Agreed these deeds with that proud brag of This monument five hundred years hath stood, Here none but soldiers and Rome's servitors 352 thine, Which I have sumptuously re-edified: That saidst I begg'd the empire at thy hands. Tit. O monstrous! what reproachful words are these! 303 To ruffle in the commonwealth of Rome. Tit. These words are razors to my wounded heart. Sat. And therefore, lovely Tamora, Queen of Goths, That like the stately Phoebe 'mongst her nymphs, 316 Quin. He that would vouch it in any place Let not young Mutius then, that was thy joy, Be barr'd his entrance here. Tit. Rise, Marcus, rise. The dismall'st day is this that e'er I saw, 384 To be dishonour'd by my sons in Rome! Well, bury him, and bury me the next. [MUTIUS is put into the tomb. Luc. There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, with thy friends, Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb. 388 All. [Kneeling.] No man shed tears for noble He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause. Mar. My lord, -to step out of these dreary dumps, How comes it that the subtle Queen of Goths 392 Is of a sudden thus advanc'd in Rome? Tit. I know not, Marcus; but I know it is, Whether by device or no, the heavens can teil. Is she not, then, beholding to the man 396 That brought her for this high good turnso far? Mar. Yes, and will nobly him remunerate. Flourish. Re-enter, on one side, SATURNINUS, attended; TAMORA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON, and AARON: on the other side, BASSIANUS, LAVINIA and Others. Sat. So, Bassianus, you have play'd your prize: God give you joy, sir, of your gallant bride. 400 Bas. And you of yours, my lord! I say no more, Nor wish no less; and so I take my leave. Sat. Traitor, if Rome have law or we have power, Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape. 404 Bas. Rape call you it, my lord, to seize my own, My true-betrothed love and now my wife? Sat. 'Tis good, sir: you are very short with us; But, if we live, we'll be as sharp with you. Bas. My lord, what I have done, as best I may, Answer I must and shall do with my life. 412 416 son, With his own hand did slay his youngest In zeal to you and highly mov'd to wrath To be controll'd in that he frankly gave: Receive him then to favour, Saturnine, That hath express'd himself in all his deeds A father and a friend to thee and Rome. 420 me, be won at last; Dissemble all your griefs and discontents: And make them know what 'tis to let a queen Andronicus; 456 Tit. I thank your majesty, and her, my lord. These words, these looks, infuse new life in me. Tam. Titus, I am incorporate in Rome, A Roman now adopted happily, And must advise the emperor for his good. 464 Luc. We do; 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; 480 Sat. Marcus, for thy sake, and thy brother's Enter DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, braving. And manners, to intrude where I am grac'd, And at my lovely Tamora's entreats, Stand up. SCENE I.-Rome. Before the Palace. Aar. Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top, 33 And that my sword upon thee shall approve, 36 Aar. Clubs, clubs! these lovers will not keep the peace. Dem. Why, boy, although our mother, un- Gave you a dancing-rapier by your side, friends? 40 Go to; have your lath glu'd within your sheath Chi. Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare. So near the emperor's palace dare you draw, The cause were known to them it most con cerns; Advanc'd above pale envy's threat'ning reach. 4 Nor would your noble mother for much more As when the golden sun salutes the morn, And, having gilt the ocean with his beams, For shame, put up. Dem. 8 My rapier in his bosom, and withal That he hath breath'd in my dishonour here. 56 And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform! 60 64 Now, by the gods that war-like Goths adore, 68 116 121 And many unfrequented plots there are 129 There serve your lusts, shadow'd from heaven's eye, And revel in Lavinia's treasury. Chi. Thy counsel, lad, smells of no cowardice. Dem. Sit jas aut nefas, till I find the stream To cool this heat, a charm to calm these fits, Per Styga, per manes vehor. [Exeunt. That you affect; and so must you resolve, That what you cannot as you would achieve, You must perforce accomplish as you may. Take this of me: Lucrece was not more chaste Than this Lavinia, Bassianus' love. 109 I say, no; 16 Must we pursue, and I have found the path. My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand; 112 Sat. Come on, then; horse and chariots let us have, There will the lovely Roman ladies troop: The forest walks are wide and spacious, And to our sport. - [To TAMORA.] Madam, now shall ye see A speedier course than lingering languishment I have been broad awake two hours and more. Our Roman hunting. Even as an adder when she doth unroll I have dogs, my lord, 20 To do some fatal execution? Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase, And climb the highest promontory top. 36 Tit. And I have horse will follow where the game Makes way, and run like swallows o'er the plain. Dem. [Aside.] Chiron, we hunt not, we, with horse nor hound, No, madam, these are no venereal signs: 40 thee, 25 But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-A lonely Part of the Forest. This is the day of doom for Bassianus; 44 Aar. He that had wit would think that I had Here comes a parcel of our hopeful booty, none, Which dreads not yet their lives' destruction. Tam. Ah! my sweet Moor, sweeter to me than life. Aar. No more, great empress; Bassianus comes: 52 Jove shield your husband from his hounds 72 |