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planey sit her, nor thee, nor any of thy stock:
Ruin. He that would vouch't in any place but here.
To pardon Mutius and to bury him.
And, with these boys, mine honour thou hast
Marl. He is not with himself; let us withdraw.
(Marcus and the Sons of Titus kneel. To him that flourish'd for her with his sword : Mar. Brother, for in that name doth nature A valiant son-in-law thou shalt enjoy ;
plead. One fit to bandy with thy lawless sons,
Quin. "Father, and in that name doth nature To ruffle" in the commonwealth of Rome.
speak. Til. These words are razors
my wounded heart. Tit. Speak thou no more, if all the rest will speed. Sal. And therefore, lovely Tamora, queen of Mar. Renowned Titus, more than half my soul, Goths,
Luc. Dear father, soul and substance of us all,
The Greeks, upon advice, did bury Ajax
Did graciously plead for his funerals.
Let not young Mutius then, that was thy joy,
Be barr'd his entrance here.
Rise, Marcus, rise :-
The dismall'st day is this, that e'er I saw,
To be dishonour'd by my sons in Rome!--
[Mutius is put into the tomb, Tam. And here, in sight of heaven, to Rome I Luc. There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, with thy swear,
Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb!-
AU. No man shed tears for noble Mutius;
He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.
Is of a sudden thus advanc'd in Rome?
Til. I know not, Marcus; but, I know, it is;
(Ereunt Saturninus, and his followers ; Ta- Is she not ihen beholden to the man
mora, and her Sons ; Aaron and Goihs. That brought her for this high goud turn so far?
Flourish. Re-enter, at one side, Saturninus, at
tended; Tamora, Chiron, Demetrius, and Aaron: Re-enler Marcus, Lucius, Quintus, and Martius. At the other, Bassianus, Lavinia, and others.
Mar. O, Titus, see, 0, see, what thou hast done! Sal. So, Bassianus, you have play'd your prize; In a bad quarrel stain a virtuous son.
God give you joy, sir, of your gallant bride. Tit. No, foolish tribune, no; no son of mine, Bas. And you of yours, my lord: I say no more, Nor thou, nor these, confederates in the deed Nor wish no less; and so I take my lcave. That hath dishonoured all our family;
Sal. Traitor, if Rome have law, or we have Unworthy brother, and unworthy sons !
power; Luc. But let us give him burial, as becomes; Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape. Give Mutius burial with our brethren.
Bas. Rape, call you it, my lord, to seize my own, Tit. Traitors, away! he rests not in this tomb. My true-betrothed love, and now my wife ? This monument' five hundred years hath stood, But let the laws of Rome determine all; Which I have sumptuously re-edified:
Mean while I am possess'd of that is mine. Here none but soldiers, and Rome's servitors, Sat. 'Tis good, sir: You are very short with us; Repose in fame ; none basely slain in brawls : But, if we live, we'll be as sharp with you. Bury him where you can, he comes not here. Bas. My lord, what I have done, as best I may, Mar. My lord, this is impiety in you:
Answer I must, and shall do with niv life. My nephew Mutius' deeds do plead for him; Only thus much I give you grace to know, He must be buried with his brethren,
By all the duties that I owe to Rome,
Is in opinion, and in honour, wrongid;
With his own hand did slay his youngest son, (1) A stalking-horse,
(2) A ruller was a bully (3) lavited. VOL. II.
In zeal to you, and highly mov'd to wrath (Lavinia, though you left me like a churl,
I found a friend, and sure as death I swore,
I would not part a bachelor from the priest. That hath express'd himself, in all his deeds, Come, if the emperor's court can feast two brides, A father, and a friend, to thee, and Rome. You are my guest, Lavinia, and your friends :
Tit. Prince Bassianus, leave to plead my deeds ; This day shall be a love-day, Tamora. 'Tis thou, and those, that have dishonour'd me: Tit. To-morrow, an it please your majesty, Rome and the righteous heavens
be my judge, To hunt the panther and the hart with me, How I have lov'd and honour'd Saturnine ! With horn and hound, we'll give your grace boaTam. My worthy lord, if ever Tamora
jour. Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine, Sat. Be it so, Titus, and gramercy too. [Erk. Then hear me speak indifferently for all; And at my suit, 'sweet, pardon what is past.
Sat. What ! 'madam! be dishonour'd openly, And basely put it up without revenge?
ACT II. Tam. Not so, my lord; the gods of Rome forfend,
SCENE I.-The same. Before the palace. Enter
Aar. Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top, For good lord Titus' innocence in all,
Safe out of fortune's shot; and sits aloft, Whose fury not dissembled, speaks his griefs:
Secure of thunder's crack, or lightning's fash; Then, at my suit, look graciously on him;
Advanc'd above pale envy's threat'ning reach. Lose 'not so noble a friend on vain suppose, As when the golden sun salutes the morn, Nor with sour looks afflict his gentle heart.
And, having gilt the ocean with his beams,
Gallops the zodiac in his glistering coach,
Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait,
And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown. And so supplant us for ingratitude
Then, Aaron, arm thy heart, and fit thy thoughts, (Which Rome reputes to be a heinous sin,)
To mount alost with thy imperial mistress, Yield at entreats, and then let me alone :
Aside. And mount her pitch; whom thou in triumph long I'll find a day to massacre them all,
Hast prisoner held, fetter'd in amorous chains; And raze their faction, and their family,
And laster bound to Aaron's charming eyes, The cruel father, and his traitorous sons,
Than is Prometheus tied to Caucasus. To whom I sued for my dear son's life;
Away with slavish weeds, and idle thoughts ! And make them know, what 'tis to let a I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold, queen
To wait upon this new-made empress. Kneel in the streets, and beg for grace in To wait, said I ? to wanton with this queen, vain.
This goddess, this Semiramis ;—this queen, Come, come, sweet emperor,--come, Andronicus,- This Syren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine, Take up this good old man, and cheer the heart
And see his shipwreck, and his common-weal's. That dies in tempest of thy angry frown.
Holla! what storm is this?
Enter Chiron, and Demetrius, braving.
Dem. Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit wants A Roman now adopted happily,
edge, And must advise the emperor for his good. And manners, to intrude where I am grac'd ; This day all quarrels die, Andronicus ;
And may, for aught thou know'st, affected be. And let it be mine honour, good my lord,
Chi. Demetrius, thou dost overween in all; That I have reconcil'd your friends and you. And so in this to bear me down with braves. For you, prince Bassianus, I have passid
'Tis not the difference of a year, or two, My word and promise to the emperor,
Makes me less gracious, thee more fortunate: That you will be more mild and tractable.
I am as able, and as fit, as thou, And fear not, lords,--and you, Lavinia ;
To serve, and to deserve my mistress' grace ;. By my advice, all humbled on your knees, And that my sword upon thee shall approve, You shall ask pardon of his majesty.
And plead my passions for Lavinia's lore. Luc. We do; and vow to heaven, and to his high Aar. Clubs, clubs! these lovers will not keep
ness, That, what we did, was mildly, as we might, Dem. Why, boy, although our mother, unadris'd Tend'ring our sister's honour, and our own. Gave you a dancing-rapier* by your side, Mar. That on mine honour here I do protest. Are you so desperate grown, to threat your friends ? Sat. Away, and talk not; trouble us no more. - Go to; have your lath glued within your sheath, Tam. Nay, nay, sweet emperor, we must all be Till you know better how to handle it. friends :
Chi. Mean while, sir, with the little skill I have The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace; Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare. I will not be denied. Sweet heart, look back. Dem. Ay, boy, grow ye so brave? [They drev. Sat. Marcus, for thy sake, and thy brother's here, Aar.
Why, how now, lords? And at my lovely Tamora's entreats,
So near the emperor's palace dare you draw, I do remit these young men's heinous faults.
(3) This was the usual outcry for assistance,
when any riot in the street happened.
(4) A sword worn in dancing.
And maintain such a quarrel openly?
That what you cannot, as you would, achieve,
Take this of me, Lucrece was not more chaste letto The cause were known to them it most concerns : Than this Lavinia, Bassianus' love.
Nor would your noble mother, for much more, A speedier course than lingering languishment
Must we pursue, and I have found the path.
My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand;
Not I; till I have sheath'd There will the lovely Roman ladies troop:
The forest walks are wide and spacious;
Chi. For that I am prepard and full resolv'd, - Single you thither then this dainty doe,
This way, or not at all stand you in hope.
To villany and vengeance consecrate,
And she shall file our engines with advice,
But to your wishes' height advance you both.
The emperor's court is like the house of fame,
The palace full of tongues, of eyes, of ears :
Chi. I care not, I, knew she and all the world; And revel in Lavinia's treasury.
Chi. Thy counsel, lad, smells of no cowardice. Dem. Youngling, learn thou to make some meaner Dem. Sit fas aut nefas, till I find the stream choice :
To cool this heat, a charm to calm these fits,
Per Styga, per manes vehor.
[Exeunt. Mar. Why, are ye mad ? orknow ye not, in Rome How furious and impatient they be,
SCENE II.-A forest near Rome. A lodge seen And cannot brook competitors in love?
at a distance. Horns, and cry of hounds heard. I tell
Enter Titus Andronicus, with hunters, fc. Mar
cus, Lucius, Quintus, and Martius.
Tit. The hunt is up, the morn is bright and grey,
The fields are fragrant, and the woods are green:
Uncouple here, and let us make a bay,
Why mak’st thou it so strange ? And wake the emperor and his lovely bride,
And rouse the prince; and ring a hunter's peal,
That all the court may echo with the noise.
Sons, let it be your charge, as it is ours,
To tend the emperor's person carefully:
I have been troubled in my sleep this night,
But dawning day new comfort hath inspir'd.
Tit. Many good morrows to your majesty ;-
Madam, to you as many and as good!
Bas. Lavinia, how say you ?
I say, no;
Ay, so the turn were serv'd. I have been broad awake two hours and more.
Sat. Come on then, horse and chariots let us dar. 'Would you had hit it too;
have, Then should not we be tir'd with this ado.
And to our sport:–Madam, now shall ve see Why, hark ye, hark ye, And are you such fools, Our Roman hunting.
[To Tamora To square for this ? 'Would it offend you then Mar.
I have dogs, my lord,
Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase,
I'faith, not me. And climb the highest promontory top.
Tit. And I have horse will follow where th
game Aar. For shame, be friends; and join for that Makes way, and run like swallows o'er the plain. you jar.
Dem. Chiron, we hunt not, we, with horse no 'Tis policy and stratagem must do
hound, That you affect; and so must you resolve'; But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground. [Exe. (1) Know: (2) Slice. (3) Quarrel. (4) By nature. 16. Sacred here signifies accursed; a Latinism.
SCENE III.-A desert part of the forest. Enter To see the general hunting in this forest?
Tam. Saucy controller of our private steps! Aar. He, that had wit, would think that I had Had I the power, that, some say, Dian had,
Thy temples should be planted presently none, To bury so much gold under a tree,
With horns, as was Actaon's : and the hounds And never after to inherit' it.
Should drive upon thy new transformed limbs, Let him, that thinks of me so abjectly,
Unmannerly intruder as thou art! Know, that this gold must coin a stratagem;
Lav. Under your patience, gentle emperess, Which cunningly effected, will beget
'Tis thought you have a goodly gift in horning; A very excellent piece of villany;
And to be doubted, that your Moor and you
Are singled forth to try experiments :
Jove shield your husband from his hounds to-day! That have their alms out of the empress' chest.
Bas. "Believe me, queen, your swarth Cimmerian Enter Tamora.
Doth make your honour of his body's hue, Tan. My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st thou Why are you sequester'd from all your train ?
Spotted, detested, and abominable.
Dismounted from your snow-white goodly steed, When every thing doth make a gleeful boast ?
And wander'd hither to an obscure plot, The birds chaunt melody on every bush;
Accompanied with a barbarous Moor,
If foul desire had not conducted you ?
Great reason that my noble lord be rated
For sauciness.-I pray you, let us hence, And—whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds, And let her 'joy her raven-colour'd love; Replying shrilly to the well-tun'd horns,
This valley fits the purpose passing well. As if a double hunt were heard at once,-,
Bas. The king, my brother, shall have note of Let us sit down, and mark their yelling noise :
this. And-after conflict, such as was suppos'd.
Lav. Ay, for these slips have made him noted The wandering prince of Dido once enjoy'd,
long: When with a happy storm they were surpris'd, And curtain'd with a counsel-keeping cave,
Good king ! to be so mightily abus'd!
T'am. Why have I patience to endure all this? We may, each wreathed in the other's arms, Our pastimes done, possess a golden slumber;
Enter Chiron and Demetrius. Whiles hounds, and horns, and sweet melodious
Dem. How now, dear sovereign, and our gracious birds, Be unto us, as is a nurse's song
Why doth your highness look so pale and wan? or lullaby, to bring her babe asleep. Aar. Madam, though Venus govern your desires, These two have 'tic'd me hither to this place,
Tam. Have I not reason, think you, to look pale ? Saturn is dominator over mine :
A barren detested vale, you see, it is :
The trees, though summer, yet sorlorn and lean, My fleece of woolly hair that now uncurls,
O'ercome with inoss, and baleful misletoe.
Here never shines the sun; here nothing breeds, Even as an adder, when she doth unroll To do some fatal execution?
Unless the nightly owl, or fatal raven. No, madam, these are no venereal signs;
And, when they show'd me this abhorred pit, Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,
They told me, here, at dead time of the night,
A thousand fiends, a thousand hissing snakes,
Ten thousand swelling toads, as many urchins, Which never 'hopes more heaven than rests in As any mortal body, hearing it,
Would make such fearful and confused cries, thee,This is the day of doom for Bassianus ;
Should straight fall mad, or else die suddenly. His Philomels must lose her tongue to-day:
No sooner had they told this hellish tale, Thy sons make pillage of her chastity,
But straight they told me, they would bind me here
Unto the body of a dismal yew;,
And leave me to this miserable death.
And then they call'd me, foul adulteress,
Lascivious Goth, and all the bitterest terms
That ever ear did hear to such effect. Which dreads not yet their lives' destruction.
And, had you not by wondrous fortune come, Tam. Ah, my sweet Moor, sweeter to me than This vengeance on me had they executed: life?
Revenge it, as you love your mother's life, Aar. No more, great empress, Bassianus comes;
Or be ye not henceforth call’d my children. Be cross with him; and I'll go fetch thy sons
Dem. This is a witness that I am thy son. To back thy quarrels, whatsoe'er they be.
[Slabs Bassianus. [Exit.
Chi. And this for me, struck home to show my Enter Bassianus and Lavinia.
strength. [Stabbing him likercise.
Lav. Ay, come, Semiramis,-nay, barbarous Ta Bas. Who have we here ? Rome's royal emperess,
mora! Unfurnish'd of her well-beseeming troop? For no name fits thy nature but thy own! Or is it Dian, habited like her;
Tam. Give me thy poniard; you shall know, my Who hath abandoned her holy groves,
Your mother's hand shall right your mother's wrong. (1) Possess. (2) Disquiet. 31 See Ovid's Metamorphoses, Book VI.
(4) Part. (5) Hedgehogs.
Dem. Stay, madam, here is more belongs to her; This is the hole where Aaron bid us hide him. First, thrash the corn, then after burn the straw:
[Ereunt. *his minion stood upon her chastity,
Tam. Farewell, my sons: see that you make her Jpon her nuptial vow, her loyalty,
nd with that painted hope braves your mightiness : Ne'er let my heart know merry cheer indeed, nd shall she carry this unto her grave ?
Till all the Andronici be made away. Chi. An if she do, I would I were an eunuch. Now will I hence to seek my lovely Moor, rag hence her husband to some secret hole, And let my spleenful sons this trull deflour. [Exit. and make his dead trunk pillow to our lust.
Tam. But when you have the honey you desire, SCENE IV.-The same. Enter Aaron, with .et not this wasp outlive, us both to sting.
Quintus and Martius. Chi. I warrant you, madam; we will make that Aar. Come on, my lords; the better foot before:
Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pil, Come, mistress, now perforce we will enjoy Where I cspy'd the panther fast asleep. That nice-preserved honesty of yours.
Quin. My sight is very dull, whate’er it bodes. Lav. O T'amora! thou bear'st a woman's face, Mart. And mine, I promise you ; were't not for Tam. I will not hear her speak; away with her.
shame, Lav. Sweet lords, entreat her hear me but a word. Well could I leave our sport to sleep a while. Dem. Listen, fair madam; Let it be your glory
Martius falls into the pit. To see her tears: but be your heart to them, Quin. What, art thou fallen? What subtle hola
s unrelenting flint to drops of rain. Lav. When did the tiger's young ones teach the Whose mouth is cover'd with rude-growing briars dam?
Upon whose lcaves are drops of new-shed blood, ), do not learn her wrath ; she taught it thee: As fresh as morning's dew distillid on flowers ? The milk, thou suck’ust from her, did turn to A very fatal place it seems to me :marble;
Speak, brother, hast thou hurt thee with the fall ? Even at thy teat'thou hadst thy tyranny.
Mart. O, brother, with the dismallest objéct Yet every mother breeds not sons alike;
That ever evc, with sight, made heart lainent. Do thou entreat her show a woman's pity.
Aar. (Aside.) Now will I fetch the king to find [To Chiron.
them here; Chi. What! would'st thou have me prove myself that he thereby may give a likely guess, a bastard ?
How these were they ihat made away his brother. Lav. 'Tis true; the raven doth not hatch a lark:
(Erit Aaron. Yet I have heard, (O could I find it now!)
Mart. Why dost not comfort me, and help ine out The lion mov'd with pity, did endure
From this unhailow'd and biood-stain'd hole? To have his princely paws par'd all away.
Quin. I am surprised with an uncouth fear: Some say that ravens foster forlorn children, A chilling sweat o'er-runs my trembling joints; The whilst their own birds famish in their nests : My heart suspects more than mine eye can see. O, be to me, though thy hard heart say no,
Mart. To prove thou hast a true-divining heart, Nothing so kind, but something pitiful !
Aaron and thou look down into this den, Tam. I know not what it means ; away with her. And see a fearsul sight of blood and death. Lav. 0, let ine teach thee: for my father's sake, Quin. Aaron is gone; and my compassionate That gave thee life, when well he might have slain
Will not permit mine eyes once to behold Be not obdurate, open thy deaf ears.
The thing, whereat it trembles by surmise: Tam. Had thou in person ne'er offended me, 0, tell me how it is; for ne'er till now Even for his sake am I pitiless :
Was I a child, to fear I know not what. Remember, boys, I pour'd forth tears in vain, Mart. Lord Bassianus lies embrewed here, To save your brother from the sacrifice;
All on a heap, like to a slaughter'd lamb, But fierce Andronicus would not relent."
In this detested, dark, blood-drinking pit. Therefore away with her, and use her as you will; Quin. If it be dark, how dost thou know 'tis he? The worse to her, the better lov'd of me.
Mart. Upon his bloody finger he doth wear Lav. 0, Tamora, be call'd a gentle queen, A precious ring, that lightens all the hole, And with thine own hand kill me in this place : Which, like a taper in some monument, For 'tis not life, that I have begg'd so long ; Doth shine upon the dead man's carthy cheeks. Poor I was slain, when Bassianus died.
And shows the raged entrails of this pit: Tam. What begg'st thou then? fond woman, let So pale did shine the moon on Pyramus, me go.
When he by night lay bath'd in maiden blood. Lav. 'Tis present death I beg; and one thing O brother, help me with thy fainting hand, more,
If fear hath made thee faint, as me it hath.
Quin. Reach me thy hand, that I may help thee Where never man's eye may behold my body:
out; Do this, and be a charitable murderer.
Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good, Tam. So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee : I may be pluck'd into the swallowing womb No, let them satisfy their lust on thee.
of this deep pit, poor Bassianus' grave, Dem. Away, for thou hast staid us here too long. I have no strength to pluck thee to the brink. Læ. No grace? no womanhood ? Ah, beastly Mart. Nor I no strength to climb without thy creature!
nelp. The blot and enemy to our general name!
Quin. Thy hand once more; I will not loose again Confusion fall
Till thou art here aloft, or I below: Chi Nay, then I'll stop your mouth :-Bring Thou canst not come to me, I come to thee. thou her husband; (Dragging of Lay.