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The eagle suffers little birds to sing,

Peace, villian, peace l-even thus he rates the
And is not careful what they mean thereby ;
Knowing that, with the shadow of his wings,

For I must bear thee to a trusty Goth;
He can at pleasure stint their melody:

Who, when he knows thou art the empress' babe, Even so may'st thou the giddy men of Rome. Wil 'hold thee dearly for thy mother's sake. Then cheer thy spirit; for know, thou emperor, With this, my weapon drawn, I rush'd upon him, I will enchant the old Andronicus,

Surpris'd'him suddenly, and brought him biter, With words more sweet, and yet more dan. To use as you think needful of the man. gerous,

Luc. O worthy Goth ! this is the incarnate Than baits to fish, or honey-stalks to sheep;

devil, When as the one is wounded with the bait, That robb'd Andronicns of his good hand : The other rotted with delicious feed.

This is the pearl that pleas'd your empress' eye ; Sat. But he will not entreat his son for us. And here's the base fruit of his burning lust. Tam. If Tamora entreat him, then he will: Say wall-ey'd slave, whither would'st thou cen For I can smooth and fill his aged ear

vey With golden promises; that were his heart This growing image of thy fiend-like face? Almost impregnable, his old ears deaf,

Wby dost not speak ? What! deaf? No; not a Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue.

word ? Go thou before, be our embassador;

A halter, soldiers; hang him on this tree,

[To Æmilius. And by his side his fruit of bastardy. Say, that the emperor requests a parley

Aar. Touch not the boy, be is of royal blood. of warlike Lucius, and appoint the meeting,

Luc. Too like the sire for ever being good.-
Even at his father's house, the old Andronicus. First, hang the child, that he may see it sprawl;

Sat. Æinilius, do this message honourably : A sight to vex the father's soul withal.
And if he stand on hostage for his safety, Get me a ladder.
Bid him demand what pledge will please him best. [A Ladder is brought, which Aaron is obliged
mil. Your bidding shall I do effectually.

to ascend.
(Erit Emilius.

Lucius, save the child;
Tam. Now will I to that old Andronicus;

And bear it from me to the empress.
And temper him with all the art I have, If thou do this, I'll show thee wondrous things,
To pluck proud Lucius from the warlike Goths. That bighly may advantage thee to hear:
And now, sweet emperor, be blithe again, If thou wili not, befall what may befall,
And bury all thy fear in my devices.

I'll speak no more; But vengeance rot you all! Sal 'Then go successfully, and plead to him. Luc. Say on; and if it please me which thoa

[Exeunt. speak'st,

Thy child shall live, and I will see it nourish'd

Aar. An if it please thee? why, assure thee,

SCENE I. Plains near Rome.

'Twill vex thy soul to hear what I shall speak;

For I must talk of murders, rapes, and massacres, Enter Lucius, and Goths, with Drum and Acts of black night, abominable deeds, Colours.

Complots of mischief, treason; villanies Luc. Approved warriors, and my faithful Ruthful to hear, yet piteously perform’d: friends,

And this shall all be buried by my death, I have received letters from great Rome, Unless thou swear to me, my child shall live. Which signify, what hate they bear their em Luc. Tell on thy mind; I say, thy child shall peror,

live And how desirous of our sight they are.

Aar. Swear, that he shall, and then I will begin. Therefore, great lords, be, as your titles witness, Luc. Who should I swear by ? thou believ's no Imperious, and impatient of your wrongs;

god; And, wherein Rome hath done you any scath, That granted, how canst thou believe an oath? Let him make treble satisfaction.

Aar. What if I do not? as, indeed, I do not: 1 Goth. Brave slip, sprung from the great An- Yet, for I know thou art religious, dronicus,

And hast a thing within thee, called conscience; Whose name was once our terror, now our com- With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies, fort;

Which I have seen thee careful to observe, Whose high exploits, and honourable deeds, Therefore I urge thy oath :-For that, I know, Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt, An idiot holds his bauble for a god, Be bold in us: we'll follow where thou lead'st, - And keeps the oath, which by that god be swears, Like stinging bees in hottest summer's day, To that I'll urge him :-Therefore, thou shalt vor Led by their master to the flower'd fields, By that same god, what god soe'er be, And be aveng'd on cursed Tamora.

That thou ador'st and hast in reverence, Goths. And, as he saith, so say we all with him. To save my boy, to nourish, and bring him up; Luc. I humbly thank him, and I thank you all. Or else I will discover nought to thee. But who comes here, led by a lusty Goth? Luc. Even by my god, I swear to thee, I will

Aar. First know thou, I begot him on the enEnter a Goth, leading Aaron, with his Child in

press. his Arms.

Luc. O most insatiate, luxurious woman! 2 Goth. Renowned Lucius, from our troops I Aar. Tut, Lucius ! this was but a deed of stray'd,

charity: To gaze upon a ruinous monastery ;

To that which thou shalt hear of me anon: And as I earnestly did fix mine eye

'Twas her two sons that murder'd Bassianos; Upon the wasted building, suddenly

They cut thy sister's tongue, and ravish'd het, I heard a child cry underneath a wall:

And cut her hands; and trimm'd her as the I made unto the noise ; when soon I heard

Baw'st. The crying babe controll'd with this discourse : Luc. O, detestable villain ! call'st thoa that Peace, tawny slave; half me, and half thy dam! trimming? Did not thy hue bewray whose brat thou art, Aar. Why, she was wash'd, and cut, an And nature lent thee but thy mother's look,

trimm'd: and 'twas Villain thou migh'&t have been an emperor: Trim sport for them that had the doing nf it But where the bull and cow are both mill-white, Luc. 0, barbarous, beastly villains, like thyer They never do beget a coal-black calf.

Aar. Indeed, I was their tutor to instructies!

That codding spirit had they from their mother, To join with him, and right his henions wrongs As sure & card as ever won the set:

Knock at his study, where, they say, he keeps, That bloody mind, I think, they learn'd of me, To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge ; As true a dog as ever fought at head.

Tell hini, Revenge is come to join with him, Well, let my deeds be witness of my worth. And work confusion on his enemies. I train'd thy brethren to that guilerul hole,

[They knock Where the dead corpse of Bassianus lay : I wrote the letter that thy father found,

Enter Titus, above.
And hid the gold within the letter mention'd, Tit. Who doth molest my contemplation ?
Confederate with the queen, and her two sons; Is it your trick, to make me ope the door ;
And what not done, that thou hast cause to rue,

Thai so my sad decrees may fly away,
Wherein I had no stroke of mischief in it? And all my study be to no effect 3
I play'd the cheater for thy father's hand; You are deceiv'd: for what I mean to do,
And, when I had it, drew myself aput,

See here, in bloody lines I have set down;
And almost broke my heart with extreme laugh- And what is written shall be executed.
I pry'd me through the crevice of a wall, [ter. Tam. Titus, I come to talk with thee.
When, for his hand, he had his two sons' heads; Tit. No! not a word: How can I grace my talk,
Beheld his tears, and laugh'd so heartily, Wanting a hand to give it action ?
That both mine eyes were rainy like to his ;

Thou hast the odds of me, therefore no more. And when I told the einpress of this sport,

Tam. If thou didst know me, thou would'st She swounded almost at my pleasing tale,

talk with me. And, for my tidings, gave me twenty kisses. Tit. I am not mad; I know thee well enough, Goth. What! caust ihou say all this, and never Witness this wretched slump, these crimson blush?

lines; dar. Ay, like a black dog, as the saying is. Witness these trenches, made by grief and care; Luc. Art thou not sorry for these heinous deeds ? Witness the tiring day, and heavy night; Aar. Ay, that I had not done a thousand more, Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well' Even now I curse the day (and yet, I think, For our proud empress, mighty Tamora: Few come within the compass of my curse,) Is not thy coming for my other hand ? Wherein I did not some notorious ill;

Tam. Know thou, sad man, I am not Tamora; As kill a man, or else devise his death;

She is thy enemy, and I thy friend : Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it;

I am Revenge ; sent from the infernal kingdom, Accuse some innocent, and forswear myself; To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, Set deadly enmity between two friends;

By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Make poor men's cattle break their necks; Come down, and welcome me to this world's Bet fire on barns and haystacks in the night,

light; And bid the owners quench them with their tears. Confer with me of murder and of death : Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their graves, There's not a hollow cave, or lurking place, And set them upright at their dear friends doors, No vast obscurity, or misty vale, Even when their sorrows almost were forgot;

Where bloody murder, or detested rape, And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, Can couch for fear, but I will find them out; Have with my knife carv'd, in Roman letters, And in their ears tell them my dreadful name, Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead. Revenge, which makes the foul offender quake. Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things, Til. Art thon Revenge ? and art thou sent to me, As willingly as one would kill a fly :

To be a torment to mine enemies? And nothing grieves me heartily indeed,

Tam. I am; therefore come down, and wel But that I cannot do ten thousand more.

come me. Luc. Bring down the devil; for he must not die Til. Do me some service, ere I come to thee. So sweet a death, as hanging presently. Lo, by thy side where Rape, and Murder, stands; Aar. If there be devils, 'would I were a devil, Now give some 'surance that thou art Revenge, To live and burn in everlasting fire;

Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot wheels So I might have your company in hell,

And then I'll come, and be thy wagoner, But to torment you with my bitter tongue ! And whirl along with thee about the globes. Luc. Sirs, slop his mouth, and let him speak no Provide thee proper palfreys, black as jet, more.

To hale thy vengeful wagon swift away,
Enter a Goth.

And find out murderers in their guilty caves :

And, when thy car is loaden with their heads, Goth. My lord, there is a messenger from I will dismount, and by the wagon wheel Rome,

Trot, like a servile footman, all day long; Desires to be admitted to your presence.

Even from Hyperion's rising in the east,
Luc. Let him come near.-

Until his very downfal in the sea.
Enter Emilius.

And day by day I'll do this heavy task,

So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there.
Welcome, Æmilius, what's the news from Rome?
Æmil. Lord Lucius, and you princes of the

Tam. These are my ministers, and come with

me. Goths,

Til. Are they thy ministers? what are they The Roman emperor greets you all by me:

call'd ? And, for he understands you are in arms, Tam. Rapine, and Murder ; therefore call'd so He craves a parley at your father's house,

'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men. Willing you to demand your hostages,

T'it. Good lord, how like the empress' sons they And they shall be immediately deliver'd.

are ! I Goth. What says our general ?

And you the empress ! But we worldly men Luc Æmilius, let the emperor give his pledges Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes. Unto my father and my uncle Marcus,

O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee: And we will come. -March away. (Ereunt. And, if one aria's embracement will content SCENE II. Rome. Before Titus's House.


I will embrace thee in it by and by. Enter Tamora, Chiron, and Demetrius,

(Erit Titus, from above. disguised.

Tam. This closing with him fits his lunacy: Tam. Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment, Whate'er I forge, to feed his brain-sick fits, I will encounter with Andronicus ;

Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches. And, say, I am Revenge, sent from below, For now he firmly takes me for Revenge ;

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And, being credulous in this mad thought, Tit. I know them all, though they suppose me I'll make him send for Lucius, his son ;

mad; And, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure, And will o'erreach them in their own devices, l'll find some cunning practice out of hand, A pair of cursed hell-hounds, and their dam. To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths,

(Aside Or at the least, make them his enemies.

Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure, leave us here. See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme. Tam. Farewell, `Andronicus: Revenge now

goes Enter Titus.

To lay a complot to betray thy foes. (Exit Tit. Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee: Tit. I know, thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, Welconie, dread fury, to my woful house ;

furewell. Rapine, and Murder, you are welcome 100: Chi. Tell us, old man, how shall we be emHow like the empress anu her sons you are !

ploy'd 7
Well are you filted, had you but a Moor : Tut Tut, I have work enough for you to da
Could not all hell afford you such a devil ? Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine !
For, well I woi, the empress never wags,
But in her company there is a Moor:

Enter Publius, and Others.
And would you represent our queen aright, Pub. What's your will 7
It were convenient you had such a devil:


Know you these two ? But welcome, as you are. What shall we do? Pub.

Th'empress sons, Tam. What would'st thou have us do, Andro- I take them, Chiron and Demetrius nicus

Tit. Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much de Dem. Show me a murderer, I'll deal with him. ceiv'd; Chi. Show me a villain that hath done a rape, The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name: And I am sent to be reveng'd on him.

And therefore bind them, gentle Publius; Tam. Show me a thousand, that have done Caius, and Valentine, lay hands on them: thee wrong,

Ort have you heard me wish for such an hour, And I will be revenged on them all.

And now I find it; therefore bind them sure Til. Look round about the wicked streets of And stop their months, if they begin to cry Rome;

[Erit Titus. -Publius, &c. lay hold on And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself,

Chiron and Demetrius. Good Murder, stab him; he's a murderer. Chi. Villains, forbear: we are the empress' sons Go thou with him; and when it is thy hap, Pub. And therefore do we what we are con To find another that is like to thee,

manded. Good Rapine, stab him; he is a ravisher. Stop close their mouths, let them not speak a Go thou' with them; and in the emperor's court

word : There is a quen, attended by a Moor:

Is he sure bound ? look, that you bind them fast Well may'st thou know her by thy own propor. Re-enter Titus Andronicus, with Lavinia ; she

tion, For up and down she doth resemble thee;

bearing a Bason, and he a Knife I pray thee, do on em some violent death, Tit. Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are They have been violent to me and mine.

bound ;Tam. Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to ne: we do.

But let them hear what fearful words I utterBut would it please thee, good Andronicus,

villains, Chiron and Demetrius ! To send for Lucius, thy thrice valiant son, Here stands the spring whom you have stain't Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike with mud; Goths,

This goodly summer with your winter mir'd. And bid him come and banquet at thy house : You kill'd her husband; and for that vile fault, When he is here, even at thy solemn feast,

Two of her brothers were condemn'd to deata: I will bring in the empress and her sons,

My hand cut off, and made a merry jest : The emperor himself, and all thy foes;

Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that, And at ihy mercy shall they stoop and kneel,

more dear And on them shalt thou case thy angry heart. Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity, What says Andronicns to this device?

Inhuman traitors, you constrain'd and fored. Tit. Marcus, my brother !-'uis sad Titus calls. What would you say, if I should let you speak?

Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace Enter Marcus.

Hark. wretches, how I mean to martyr you. Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius ; This one hand yet is left to cut yonr throats: Thou shall inquire him out among the Goths: Whilst that Lavinia 'tween her stumps coc ball Bid him repair to me, and bring with him The bason, that receives your guilty blood. Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths ; You know your mother means to feast with me, Bid him encamp hissoldiers where they are:

And calls herself Revenge, and thinks nie ma, Tell him, the emperor and the empress too Hark, villains; I will grind your bones to dus, Feast at my house: and he shall feast with them. And with your blood and it, I'll make a pasze ; This do thou for my love, and so let him, And of the paste a coffin I will rear, As he regards his aged father's life.

And make two pasties of your shameful heada; Mar. This will I do, and soon return again. And bid that strumpet, your anhallow'd dam,

[Erit. Like to the earth, swallow her own increase. Tam. Now will I hence about thy business, This is the feast that I have bid her to, And take my ministers along with me.

And this the banquet she shall surfeit on; Tit. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with For worse than Philomel you usd my daughter me ;

And worse than Progne I will be reveng'd: Or else I'll call my brother back again,

And now prepare your throats -Lavinia, come, And cleave to no revenge but Lucius.

(He cuts their thro Tam. What say you, boys? will you abide Receive the blood : and, when that they are dead with him,

Let me go grind their bones to powder sinall, Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor,

And with this hateful liquor temper it; How I have governd our determin'd'jest ? And in that paste let their vile heads be bakid Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him fair, Come, come, be every one officious

(Aside. To make this banquet : which I wish may prow And tarry with him, till I come again.

More steru and bloody than the Centaur's leas

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So, now bring them in, for I will play the cook, To do this outrage ;-and it is now done.
And see them ready 'gainst their mother comes. Sat. What, was she ravish'd 7 tell, who did the
[Exeunt, bearing the dead bodies. deed.

Tit. Will't please you eat ? will't please your

highness feed a The same. A Pavilion with Tables, &c. Tam. Why hast thou slain thine only daughter

thus Enter Lucius, Marcus, and Goths, with Aaron,

Tit. Not l; 'twas Chiron, and Demetrius: Prisoner.

They ravish'd her, and cut away her tongue, Luc. Uncle Marcus, since 'tis my father's mind, And they, 'twas they, that did her all this wrong. That I repair to Rome, I am content.

Sat. Go, fetch them hither to !is presently.
I Goth. And ours with thine, befall what for. Tit. Why, there they are both, baked in that
tune will.

Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Whereof their mother daintily hath fed,

Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred.
This sa venous tiger, this accursed devil; 'Tis irue, 'tis true ; witness my knife's sharp
Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him,


[Killing Tamora. Til he be brought into the empress' face,

Sat. Die, frantick wretch, for this accursed For testimony of her foul proceedings :


[Killing Titus. Ani see the ambush of our friends be strong: Luc. Can the son's eye behold his father bleed ? I fuar, the emperor means no good to us. There's meed for meed, death for a deadly deed. Aar.' Some devil whisper curses in mine enr, (Kills Saturninus.' A great Tumult. The And prompt me, that my tongue may ritter forth People in confusion disperse. Marcus, The senoinous malice of my swelling heart!

Lucius, and their Partisans, ascend the Luc. Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd slave ! Steps before 'Titus's House. Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.

Mar. You sad-fac'd men, people and sons of (Ereunt Goths, with Aaron. Flourish.

The trumpels show the emperor is at hand. By nproar sever'd, like a flight of fowl
Enter Saturninus and Tamora, with Tribunes, o, let me teach you how to knit again

Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous guste, .
Senators, and Others.

This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf,
Sat. What, hath the firmament more suns than These broken limbs again into one body.
one ?

Sen. Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself;
Luc. What boots it thee, to call thyself a sun ? And she, whom mighty kingdoms court'sy to,
Mar. Rome's emperor, and nephew, break the Like a forlorn and desperate castaway,

Do shameful execution on herself.
These quarrels must be quietly debated. But if my frosty signs, and chaps of age,
The feast is ready, which the careful Titus

Grave witnesses of true experience,
Hath ordain'd to an honourable end,

Cannot induce you to attend my words, For peace, for love, for league, and good to Rome: Speak, Rome's dear friend ; ( To Lucius.) as Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your erst our ancestor, places.

When with his solemn tongue he did discourse
Sat. Marens, we will.

To lovesick Dido's sad attending ear,
(Hautbuys sound. The Company sit The story of that baleful burning night,
down at Table.

When subtle Greeks surpris'd King Priam's

Troy :
Enter Titis, dressed like a Cook, Lavinia, veiled, Tell us, what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears,

Young Lucius, and Others. Titus places the Or who hath brought the fatal engine in,
Dishes on the Table.

That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil
Tit. Welcome, my gracious lord: welcome, wound.

My heart is not compact of flint, nor steel;
Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius; Nor can I utter all our bitter grief,
And welcome, all : although the cheer be poor, But floods of tears will drown my oratory,
"Twill fill your stomachs; please you eat of it. And break my very utterance: even i' the time

Sat. Why art thou thus attir'd, Audronicus ? When it should move you to attend me most,
Tit Because I would be sure to have all well, Lending your kind commiseration:
To entertain your highness and your empress. Here is a captain, let him tell the tale ;
Tum. We are beholdey to you, good Andro. Your hearts will throb and weep to hear him

Tit. An if your highness knew my heart, you Luc. 'l'her, noble auditory, be it known to you,

That cursed Chiron and Demetrius My lord the emperor, resolve me this;

Were they that murdered our emperor's brother; Was it well done of rash Virginius,

And they it were that ravished our sister : To slay his daughter with his own right hand, For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded ; Because she was enforc'd, stain'd, and deflourd ? Our father's tears despis'd; and basely cozen'd Sat. It was, Andronicus.

Of that true hand, that fought Rome's quarrel
Tit. Your reason, mighty lord!

Sat. Becanse the girl should not survive ber and sent her enemies nnto the grave.

Lastly, myself unkindly banished,
And by her presence still renew his sorrows. The gates shut on me, and turn'd weeping out,
Tit. A reason mighty, strong, and effectual ; To heg relief among Rome's enemies;
A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant, Who drown'd their enmity in my true tears,
For me, most wretched, to perform the like: And op'd their arms to embrace me as a friend :
Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee; And I am the turn'd-forth, be it known to you

[He kills Lavinia. That have preserv'd her welfare in my blood : And, with thy shame, thy father's sorrow die ! And from her bosom took the enemy's point, Sai. What hast thou done, unnatural and un- Sheathing the steel in my advent'rous body. kind ?

Alas! you know, I am no vaunter, 1;. Tit. Kill'd her, for whom my tears have made My scars can witness, dumb although they are, me blind.

That my report is just, and full of truth. I am as woful as Virgining was:

But, soft ; methinks, I do digress too much, And have a thousand times more cause than he Citing my worthless praise : 0, par don me i

dread queen

For when no friends are by, men praise them. Luc. Come hither, boy ; come, come, and our selves.

of us Mar. Now is my turn to speak; Behold this To melt in showers: Thy grandsire lov'd thee well child, (Pointing to the Child in the Many a time he danc'd thee on his knee,

arms of an Attendant. Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow; Of this was Tamora delivered;

Many a matter hath he told to thee, The issue of an irreligious Moor,

Meet, and agreeing with thine infancy; Chief architect and plotter of these woes; In that respect thea, like a loving child, The villain is alive in Titus' house,

Shed yet come small drops from thy tender Damn'd as he is, to witness this is true.

spring, Now judge, what cause had Titus to revenge Because kind nature doth require it so: These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience,

Friends should associate friends in grief and we: Or more than any living man could bear. Bid him farewell ; commit him to the grave; Now you have heard the truth, what say you, Do him that kindness, and take leave of him Romans ?

Boy. O grandsire, grandsire ! even with all my Have we done aught amiss ? Show us wherein, heart And, from the place where you behold us now, Would I were dead, so you did live again The poor remainder of Andronici

O lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping; Will, hand in hand, all headlong cast us down, My tears will choke me, if I ope my mouth. And on the ragged stones beat forth our brains, And make a mutual closure of our house.

Enter Attendants, with Aaron. Speak, Romans, speak; and, if you say, we shall, 1 Rom. You sad Andronici, have done with Lo, hand in hand, Lucius and I will fall. Give sentence on this execrable wretch, woes; Æmil. Come, come, thou reverend man of That hath been breeder of these dire evenis Rome,

Luc. Set him breast-deep in earth, and famisb And bring our emperor gently in thy hand,

him ; Lucius, our emperor ; for well I know,

There let him stand, and rave and cry for food: The common voice do cry, it shall be so. If any one relieves or pities him, Rom. (Several speak.}" Lucius, all hail ; For the offence he dies. This is our doom : Rome's royal emperor!

Some stay, to see him fasten'd in the earth.

Aar. o, why should wrath be mate, and fart Lucius, 8 descend.

dumb ? Mar. Go, go into old Titus' sorrowful honse ; I am no baby, I, that, with base prayers,

[ To an Attendant. I should repent the evils I have done : And hither hale that misbelieving Moor, Ten thousand, worse than ever yet I did, To be adjudg'd some direful slaughtering death, Wonld I perform, if I might have my will; As punishment for his most wicked life. If one good deed in all my life I did, Rom. [Several speak.) Lucius, all hail : I do repent it from my very soul. Rome's gracious governor!

Luc. Some loving friends convey the emperor Luc. Thanks, gentle Romans; May I govern so, hence, To heal Rome's harms, and wipe away her wo! And give him burial in his father's grave: But, gentle people, give me aim awhile, My father, and Lavinia, shall forthwith For nature puts me to a heavy task ;

Be closed in our household's monument Stand all aloof,-but, uncle, draw you near, As for that heinous tiger, Tamora, To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk : No funeral rite, nor man in mournful weeds, O, take this warm kiss on ihy pale cold lips, No mournful bell shall ring her burial;

(Kisses Titus. But throw her forth to beasts, and birds of preyi These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain'd Her life was beast-like, and devoid of pity; The last true duties of thy noble son! 'face, And, being so, shall have like want of pity. Mar. Tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss, See justice done to Aaron, that damn'd Moor, Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips : By whom our heavy haps had their beginning O, were the sum of these that I should pay Then, afterwards, to order well the state ; Countless and infinite, yet would I pay them! That like events may ne'er it ruidate. (Eseunt



A Pander, and his Wife. Boult, their Servers PERICLES, Prince of Tyre.

GOWER, as Chorus. HELICANUS, { two Lords of Tyre.

The Danghter of Antiochus. SIMONIDÉS, King of Pentapolis.

DIONYŽA, Wife to Cleon. CLEON, Governor of Tharsus.

THAISA, Daughter to Simonides. LYSIMACHUS, Governor of Mitylene. MARINA,

Daughter to Pericles and Thais CERIMON, a Lord of Ephesus.

LYCHORIDA, Nurse to Marina. DIANA. THALIARD, a Lord of Antioch. PHILEMON, Servant to Cerimon.

Lords, Ladies, Knights, Gentlemen, Sailors, LEONINE, Servant to Dionyza. Marshal. rates, Fishermen, and Messengers, &c.

SCENE,-dispersedly in parious Countries.


Enter Gower.
Before the Palace of Antioch.
To sing a song of old was sung,
Prom ashes ancient Gower is come;

Assuming man's infirmities,
To glad your ear, and please your eyes
It hath been sung at festivals,
On emberreves, and holy ales;
And lords and ladies of their lives
Have read it for restoratives :

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