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Let him die for't.
120 All the people. “Tear him to pieces." • Do it presently. He killed my son.”, My daughter.”, “He killed my cousin Marcus. He killed my father.”
Sec. Lord. Peace, ho! no outrage: peace!
O that I had him,
130 To use iny lawful sword! Auf
Insolent villain! Aů Consp. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill him! (The Conspirators draw, and kill Coriolanus: Aufidius
stands on his body. Lords.
Hold, hold, hold, hold!
weep. Third Lord. Tread not upon him. Masters all, be quiet; Put up your swords.
Auf My lords, when you shall know-as in this rage,
First Lord. Bear from hence his body;
His own impatience
My rage is gone;
Take him up. Help, three o' the chiefest soldiers; I'll be one. Beat thou the drum, that it speak mournfully: Trail your steel pikes. Though in this city he Hath widow'd and unchilded many a one, Which to this lour bewail the injury, Yet he shall have a noble memory, Assist. [Evennt, bearing the body of Coriolanus. A
deud march sounded,
SATURNINUS, son to the late Em SEMPRONIUS,
peror of Rome, and afterwards Caius, kinsmen to Titus.
nus; in love with Lavinia. ALARBUS. Titus ANDRONICUS, a noble Ro-. DEMETRIUS, -sons to Tamora.
man, general against the Goths, CHIRON, MARCUS ANDRONICUS, tribune of AARON, a Moor, beloved by Ta
the people, and brother to mora.
A Captain, Tribune, Messenger, Lucius,
and Clown; Romans.
Tamoka, Queen of the Goths. Young Lucius, a boy, son to LAVINIA, daughter to Titus Andro
A Nurse. Publius, son to Marcus the Tri. Senators, Tribunes, Officers, Solbune.
diers, and Attendants. SCENE: Rome and the country near it.
SCENE I. Rome. Before the Capitol. The Tomb of the ANDRONICI appearing; the Tribunes and
Senators aloft. Enter, below, from one side, SATURNINUS and his Followers; and, from the other side, BASSIANUS and his Followers; with drum and colours.
Sat. Noble patricians, patrons of my right,
Bas. Romans, friends, followers, favourers of my right, If ever Bassianus, Cæsar's son,
10 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 mobility; But let desert in pure election shinc, And, Romans, tight for freedom in your choice.
Enter MARCUS ANDRONICUS, aloft, with the croun. Marc. Princes, that strive by factions and by friends Ambitiously for rule and empery, Know that the people of Rome, for whom we stand 20 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 bis sons, a terror to our foes. Hath yoked a nation strong, train'd up in arms.
Sat, How fair the tribune speaks to calm my thoughts!
Bas. Marcus Andronicus, so I do affy
And to my fortunes and the people's favour
[Ereunt the Followers of Bassianus.
[Ercunt the Followers of Suturninus. Rome, be as just and gracious unto me
00 As I am confident and kind to tlice. Open the gates, and let me in. Bus. Tribunes, and me, a poor competitor. (Flourish. Saturninus und Bussianus yo up into the
after them, two Men bearing a coffin corered with black;
, Rome, victorious in thy mourning weeds! 70
Thou great defender of this Capitol.
Romans, of tive and twenty valiant sons,
Why suffer'st thou thy sons, unburied yet,
[The tomb is opened. There greet in silence, as the dead are wont,
Luc. Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths,
100 Nor we disturb'l with prodigies on eartlı.
Tit. I give him you, ihe noblest that survives,
Tam. Stay, Roman brethren! Gracious conqueror,
120 Iit. Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me. These are their brethren, whom you Goths beheld Alive and dead, and for their brethren slain Religiously they ask a sacrifice: To this your son is mark’d, and die he must, To appease their groaning shadows that are gone.
Lue. Away with him! and make a fire straight; And with our swords, upon a pile of wood, Let's hew his limbs till they be clean consumed. [Exeunt Lucius, Quintus, Martius, and Mutiur, with
Alaróus Tam. () cruel, irreligious piety!