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Tit. Fear her not, Lucius :-Somewhat doth | What God will have discover'd for revenge : she mean :

Heaven guide thy pen to print thy sorrows plain, See, Lucius, see, how much she makes of thee : That we may know the traitors and the truth ! Somewhither would she have thee go with her. (She takes the staff in her mouth, and guides Ab! boy, Cornelia never with more care

it with her stumps, and writes. Read to her sons, than she hath read to thee, Tit. Oh! do you read, my lord, what she hath Sweet poetry, and Tully's Orator..

StuprumChiron-- Demetrius. Canst thou not guess wherefore she plies thee Mar. What, what the lustful sons of Tothus 3

mora Boy. My lord, I know not, I, nor can I guess, Performers of this heinous, bloody deed? Unless some fit or frenzy do possess her:

Tit. Magne Dominator poli,
For I have heard my grandsire say full oft, Tam lentus audis scelera i tam lentus vides !
Extremity of griefs would make men mad; Mar. Oh! calm thee, gentle lord! althongh,
And I have read that Hecuba of Troy

I know,
Ran mad through sorrow : That made me to fear; There is enough written upon this earth,
Although, my lord, I know my nobie aunt To stir a mutiny in the mildest thoughts,
Loves me as dear as e'er my mother did,

And arm the minds of infants to exclaims.
And would not, but in fury, fright my yonth : My lord, kneel down with me; Lavinia, kneel;
Which made me down to throw my books, and and kneel, sweet boy, the Roman Hector's hope :

And swear with me,-as with the woeful feere, Causeless, perhaps : But pardon me, sweet aunt : And father, of that chaste dishonou'd dame, And, madam, if my uncle Marcus go,

Lord Junius Brutus sware for Lucrece' rape, I will most willingy attend your ladyship. That we will prosecute, by good advice, Mar. Lucius, I will.

Mortal revenge upon these traitorous Goths, (LAVINU turns over the books which And see their blood, or die with this reproach. LUCIUS has let fall.

Tit. 'Tis sure enough, and you knew bow, Tit. How now, Lavinia ?- Marcus, what means But if you hurt these bear-whelps, then beware : this?

The dam will wake; and, if she wind you once, Some book there is that she desires to see : She's with the lion deeply still in league, Which is it, girl, of these 3-Open them, hoy. And lulls him whilst she playeth on her back, But thou art deeper read, and better skill'd; And, when he sleeps, will she do what she list. Come, and take choice of all my library, You're a young huntsman, Marcus ; let it alone ; And so beguile thy sorrow, till the heavens And come, I will go get a leaf of brass, Reveal the damn'i contriver of this deed. And with a gad + of steel will write these words, Why lifts she up her arms in sequence + thus ? And lay it by : the angry northern wind Mar. I think she means, that there was more will blow these sands, like Sybil's leaves, abroad, than one

And where's your lesson then 1-Boy, what say Confederate in the fact :- Ay, more there was :

yon? Or else to heaven she heaves them for revenge. Boy. I say, my lord, that if I were a man,

Tit. Lucius, what book is that she tosseth so? | Their mother's bed-chamber should not be safe Boy. Graudsire, 'tis Ovid's Metamorphosis ; For these bad-bondmen to the yoke of Rome. My mother gave't me.

Mar. Ay, that's iny boy 1 thy father hath Mar. For love of her that's gone,

full oft,
Perhaps she cull'd it from among the rest. For this ungrateful country done the like.

Tit. Soft! see, how busily she turps the leaves ! Boy. And, uncle, so will I, an if I live.
Help her :

Tit. Come, go with me into mine armoury ;
What would she find ?--Lavinia, shall I read ? Lucius, I'll fit thee ; and withal, my boy
This is the tragic tale of Philomel,

Shall carry from me to the empress' sons And treats of Tereus' treason and his rape ; Presents, that I intend to send them both : And rape, I fear, was root of thine annoy. Come, come; thou'lt do thy message, wilt thou Mar. See, brother, see! note, how she quotes 1

not? the leaves.

Boy. Ay, with my dagger in their bosoms, Tit. Lavinia, wert thou thus surpris'd, sweet

grandsire. girl,

Tit. No, boy, not so ; I'll teach thee another Ravish'd and wrong'd, as Philomela was,

course. Forc'd in the ruthless, o vast, and gloomy woods - Lavinia, come :-Marcus, look to my house : See, see!

Lucius and I'll go brave it at the court; Ay, such a place there is, where we did hunt, Ay, barry, will we, Sir: and we'll be waited (Oh! had we never, never, bunted there !) Pattern'd by that the poet here describes.

(Errunt Titus, Lavinia, and Boy. By nature made for murders and for rapes. Mar. 0° heavens, can you hear a good man Mar. Oh! why should nature build so foul a

groan, den.

And not releut, or not compassjon him ? Unless the gods delight in tragedies !

Marcus, attend bim in bis ecstacy ; Tit. Give signs, sweet girl, --for bere are none That hath more scars of sorrow in his heart, but friends,

Than foe men's marks upon bis batter'd shield:
What Roinan lord it was dnrst do the deed : But yet so just, that he will not revenge :-
Or slunk not Saturnine, as Tarquin erst,

Revenge the heavens for old Andronicus !
That left the camp to sin in Lucrece' béd ?
Mar. Sit down, sweet niece ;-brother, sit
down by me.

SCENE 11.-The sarne.-A Room in the Apollo, Pailas, Jove, or Mercury,

Inspire me, that I may this treason find!
My lord, look frere ;--- Look here, Lavinia :

Enter Arron, CHIRON, and DENETRIUS, at This sandy plot is plain ; guide, if thou canst,

one Dvor ; at another Door, young Lucius, This after me, when I have writ my name

and an Attendant, with a Lundle of WeaWithout the help of apy hand at all.

pons, and Verses urit upon them. Heurites his name with his staff, and Chi. Demetrius, bere's the son of Lucius ;

guides it with his feet and mouth. He hath some message to deliver to us. Curs'd be that heart, that forc'd us to this shift! Aar. Ay, some mad message from his mad Write thou, good niece ; and here display, at grandfather. last,

Boy. My tords, with all the humbleness I

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1 greet your honours trom Andronicus ;

Nur. A joyless, dismal, black, and sorrowful

issue: And pray the Roman gods, coufound you both.

(Aside. Here is the babe, as loathsome as a toad Dem. Gramercy, lovely Lucius : What's the Arnongst the fairest breeders of our clime. news 1

The empresa sends it thee, thy stamp, thy seal, Boy. That you are both decipher'd that's the And bids thee christen it with thy dagger's news,

point. For villaius 'mark'd with rape. (Aside.) May Aar. Out, out, you whore! is black so base it please you,

a hue 1 My grandsire, well-advis'd, bath sent by me Sweet blowse, you are a beauteous blossom, sure. The goolliest weapons of his armoury,

Dem. Villain, what hast thou done ? To gratify your honourable youth.

Aar. Done! that which thou The hope of Rome ; for so he bade me say ;

Canst not undo. And so I do, and with his gifts present

Chi. Thou hast undone our mother. Your lordships, that whenever you have need, Aur. Villain, I have done thy mother. You may be armed and appointed well :

Dem. And thereix, hellish' dog, thou hast And so I leave you both, (Aside.} like bloody

undone. villains.

Woe to her chance, and damu'd her loathed (Exeunt Boy and Attendant.

choice: Den. What's here ! A scroll; and written Accurs'd the offspring of so foul a fiend 1 round about

Chi. It shall not Jive.

Aar. It shall not die. Integer vite, scelerisque purus,

Nur. Aaron, it must; the mother wills it so. Noa eget Manri jaculis, nec arcu.

Aar. Wbat, must it, nurse ? then let no man Chi. Oh! 'uis à verse in Horace; I know it

but I, I read it in the grammar long ago.

(well: Do execution on my flesh and blood. dar. Ay, just ima verse in Horace :-right,

Dem. I'll broach • the tadpole ou my rapier's you have it.

point :

{it. Now, what a thing it is to be an ass ! [Aside. Nurse, give it une ; iny sword shall soon despaich Here's no souud jest ! the old man hath found

Aar. Sooner this sword shall plough thy their guilt ;

bowels up. Anå bends the weapons wrapp'd about with lines,

[Takes the Child from the NURSE That wound, beyond their feeling, to the quick.

and urant's. But were out witty empress well-a-foot,

Stay, murderous villains ! will you kill your She would applaud Androuicus' conceit.

brother 1 But let her fest in her unrest awhile.

Now, by the burning tapers of the sky, And now, young lords, was't not a happy star

"That shone so brightly when this boy was got, Led us to Rome, strangers, and, more than 80,

He dies upon my scimitar's sharp point, Captives, to be advanced to this height !

That toucbes this my first-boru son and heir ! di did me good, before the Palace gate,

I tell you, younglings, not Enceladus, t
To brave the tribune in his brother's hearing,

With all his threat'ning band of Typhon's brood,
Der. But me more good, to see so great a lord Nor great Alcides, I nor the god of war,
Basely insinuate, and send us gifts

Shall seize this prey out of his father's hands. lar. Had he not reason, lord Demetrius ?

What, what, ye sanguine, shallow-hearted boys ! Did you to use his daughter very friendly?

Ye white-lim'd walls ! ye alehouse painted Dent. I would we had a thousand Roman

signs! dames

Coal black is better than another hue, At such a bay, by turn to serve ous lust.

In that it scorns to bear another hue : Chi. A charitable wish, and full of love.

For all the water in the ocean Aar. Here lacks but your mother for to say can never turn a swan's black legs to white, amen.

Although she lave them bourly in the food. Chi. And that would she for twenty thousand Tell the empress froin me, I am of age more,

To keep mine own; excuse it how she can. Dem. Come, let us go; and pray to all the

Dem. Wilt thou betray thy noble mistress thus ? For our beloved mother in her pains.


Aar. My mistress is my mistress ; this my. Aur. Pray to the devils; the gods have given self; us o'er.

(Aside. Flourish. The vigour and the picture of my youth : Dere. Why do the emperor's trumpets flourish This, before all the world, do I prefer; thus ?

This maugre y all the world, will I keep safe, Chi . Belike før joy the emperor bath a son.

Or some of you shall smoke for it in Rome. Den. Soft; who comes bere?

Dem. By this our mother is for ever sham'd.

Chi. Rome will despise her for this foul escape. Enter a Nurse, with a black-a-moor Child in Nur. The emperor, iu his rage, will doom her her arms.

death. Nur. Good morrow, lords :

Chi. I blush to think upon this ignomy, || Oh! tell me, did you see Aaron the Moor.

Aar. Why, there's the privilege your beauty Aar. Well, more or less, or ne'er a wbit at

bears : all,

Fie, treacherous hue ! that will betray with blush. Here Aaron is : and what with Aaron now?

ing Nur. O gentle Aaron, we are all undone !

The close enacts and counsels of the heart ! Now help or woe betide thee evenmore!

Here's a young lad fram'd of another leer: 7 dar. Why, what a caterwauling dost thou Look, how the black slave smiles upon the fa

ther; keep! What dost thou wrap and fumble in thine arms ? As who should say, Old lad, I am thine own. Nur. Oh I that which I would hide from hea. He is your brother, lords ; sensibly fed


(grace ;

of that self-blood that first gave life to you ; hat empress' shame, and stately Rome's dis. And, from that womb where you imprison'd were, be is deliver'd, lords, she is deliver'd.

He is enfrancbised and come to light :

Nay, he's your brother by the surer side, Ver. I mean, she's brought to bed.

Although my seal be stamped in his face. Aar. Well, God

Nur. Aaron, what shall I say unto the empress? te her good rest! What hath be sent her?

+ A giant, the son of Titan and Tota. dar. Why then she's the devil's dam; a joy Hercules.

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Dem. Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be done, And pierce the inmost centre of the earth :
And we will all subscribe to thy advice : Then, when you come to Pluto's region,
Save thou the child, so we may all be safe. I pray you, deliver him this petition :
Aar, Then sit we down, and let us all con- Tell hiin, it is for justice and for aid,

Aud that it comes from old Andronicus,
My son and I will have the wind of yon : Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome.-
Keep there : Now talk at pleasure of your safety. Ab! Rome !-Well, well; i inade thee miserable

(They sit on the ground. What time I threw the people's suffrages Dem. How many women saw this child of bis ? On bim that thus doth tyrannise o'er me.Mar. Why, so, brave lords : When we all join Go, get you gone ; and pray be careful all, in league,

and leave you not a man of war unsearch'd ; I am a lamb: but if you brave the Moor, This wicked emperor may have shipp'd her bence, The chafed boar, the mountain lioness,

And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for justice. The ocean swells not so as Aaron storins.

Mar. 0 Publius, is not this a heavy case, But, say again, how many saw the child ? To see thy noble uncle thus distract?

Nur. Cornelia the midwife, and myself, Pub. Therefore, my lord, it bighly us conAnd no one else, but the delivered empress.

Aar. The emperess, the midwife, and yourself: By day and night to attend him carefully;
Two may keep counsel, when the third's away : And feed his humour kindly as we may,
Go to the empress; tell her, this I said : Till time beget some careful remedy.

(Stabbing her. Mar. Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy.
Weke, weke !--so cries a pig prepar'd to the spit. Join with the Goths; and with revengeful war
Dem. What mean's thou, Aaron ? Wherefore Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude,
didst thou this?

And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine. Aar. O lord, Sir, 'tis a deed of policy:

Tit. Publius, how now? how now, my mas. Shall she live to betray this guilt of ours 1

ters! What, A long-tongu'd babbling gossip ? no, lords, no. Have you met with her ? And now be it known to yon my full intent. Pub. No, my good lord ; but Platos sends you Not far, one Mulileus lives, my countryinan,

word, His wife but yesternight was bronght to bed, If you will lave revenge from bell, you shall : His child is like to her, fair as you are :

Marry, for Justice, she is so employ'd, (else, Go pack with him, and give the mother gold, He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhere And tell them both the circumstance of all; So that perforce you must needs stay a time. And how by this their child shall be advanc'd Tit. He doth me wrong, to feed me with deAnd be received for the emperor's heir, I'll dive into the burning lake below, (lays. And substituted in the place of mine,

And pull her out of Acheron by the heels.To calm this ternpest whirling in the court; Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we; And let the emperor dandle him for his own, No big-bon'd men, fram'd of the Cyclop's size : slark ye, lords, ye see, that I have given her. But metal, Marcus, steel to the very track ;

physic, (Pointing to the Nurse. Yet wruny. with wrongs, more than our backs And you must needs bestow her funeral;

can bear : The fields are near and you are gallant grooms : And sith + there is no justice in earth nor bell, This done, see that you take no longer days, We will solicit heaven; and move the gods But send the midwife presently to me.

To send down justice for to wreak | our wrongs : The midwife, and the nurse, well made away, Come, to this gear. Ø You are a good archer, Then let the ladies tattle what they please.

Marcus. (He gives them the arrows. Chi. Aaron, I see, thou wilt not trust the air Ad Jorem, that's for you:--Here, ad Apolli. With secrete.

Ad Martem, that's for myself ;Dem. For this care of Tamora,

Here, hoy, tó Pallas : Here, to Mercury : Herself, and her's, are bighly bound to thee. To Saturn, Caius, not to Saturnine,

(Exeunt Dem. and Chi. bearing off the You were as good to shoot against the wind.NURSE.

To it, boy. Marcus, loose when I bid; Aar. Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow O'zny word, I have written to effect; flies ;

There's not a god left unsolicited. There to dispose this treasure in mine arins, Mar. Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into the And secretly to greet the empress' friends.-Come on, you thick-lipp'd slave, I'll bear you we will amict the emperor in his pride. hence ;

Tit. Now, masters, draw. [They shoot.) 0, For it is you tbat puts us to our shifts :

well said, Lucius !
I'll make you feed on berries, and on roots, Good boy, in Virgo's lap; give it Pallas.
And feed on curds and whey, and suck the goat,
And cabin in a cave į and bring you up

Mar. My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moun ;

Your letter is with Jupiter by this. To be a warrior, and coinınand a camp. [Exit. T'it. Ha! Publius, Publius what bast thou

done ! SCENE III.-The same.--A Public Place. See, see, thou hast shot off one of Tauras' horns, Enter Titus, bearing urrous, with letters

Mar. This was the sport, my lord: when at the ends oj them; with him Marcus, The bull being gallid, gave Aries snch a knock young Lucius, and other Gentlemen with That downe fell both the rain's horns in the bows. Tit. Come, Marcus, come; Kinsmen, this is and who should find them but the empresso

the way : Sir boy, now lei ine see your archery :

She laugh'd, and told the Moor, he should not

choose Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there straight: But give thein to bis master for a present. Terras Astraa reliquit :

Tii. Wly, there it goes : God give your lordBe you remember'd, Marcus, she's goute, she's

ship joy. fed. Sir, take you to your tools. You, cousins, sball Enter a Clown, with a basket and two pigeons. Go sound the ocean, and cast your nets; News, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is Happily you may find her in the sea; Yet there's as liicle justice as at land:-No : Publius and Sempronius, you must do it ;

Sirrah, what tidings ? have you any letters ?

Sball í bave juistice ? what says Jupiter ? 'Tis you must dig with mattock, and with spade,

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t'l. Hol the gibbet-maker? he says that be | The effects of sorrow for his valiant sons,
hath taken them down again, for the man wust Whose loss hath pierc'd him deep, and scars'd
not be hangeu till the next week.

his heart;
Tit. But what says Jupiter, I ask thee? Aud rather comfort his distressed plight,

CW. Alas, Sir, I know not Jupiter ; I never Than prosecute the meanest, or the best,
drank with hin in all my life.

For these contempts. Why, thus it shall become
Tit. Why, villain, art not thou the carrier High-witted Tamora to gloze with all :
Clo. Ay, of my pigeons, Sir; nothing else.

(A side.
Tit. Why, didst thou not come from beaven! But, Titus, I have touch'd thee to the quick,
Cla. From beaven? alas, Sir, I never came Thy life-blood out : Jf Aaron now be wise,
there : God forbid I should be so bold to press Then is all afe, the anchor's in the port...
to heaven is my young days. Why, I am going

Enter CLOwx. with my pigeons to the tribunal plebs, to take up a maiter or brawl betwixt my uncle and one How now, good fellow ? would'st thou speak with of the emperial's men.

us ? Mar. Wby, Sir, that is as fit as can be, to Clo. Yes, forsooth, an your mistership be imkrve for your oration; and let him deliver the

perial. pigeous to the emperor from you.

Tam. Einpress I am, but yonder sits the em. Tit. Tell me, can yon deliver an oration to

peror the emperor with a grace ?

Clo, 'Tis he.--God and saint Stephen give you Ch. Nay, truly, Sir, I could never say grace good den :- have brought you a letter, and a in all my life.

couple of pigeons here. Tit. Sirrah, come hither : make no more ado,

(SATURNINUS reads the Letter. Bat give your pigeons to the emperor:

Sat. Go, take him away, and hang him preBy me thou shalt have justice at his hands.

sently. Hold, hold-mean while, here's money for thy Clo. How much money must I have ? charges.

Tam. Come, Sirrah, you must be bang'd. Give me a pen and ink.

(tion ?

Hang'd! by'r lady, then I have bronght Sirralı, can you with a grace deliver a supplica- up a deck to a fair end. [Exit guarded Clo. Ay, Sir.

Sat. Despiteful and intolerable wrongs !
Tit. Then bere is a supplication for you. And Shall I endure this monstrous villany 3
when you come to him, at the first approach, you know from whence this same device proceeds :
must kneel; then kiss his foot; then deliver up May this be borne ? - as if his traitorous sons,
your pigeons; and then look for your reward; 1 That died by law for murder of our brother,
I'll be at hand, Sir: see you do it bravely. Have by my means been butcher'd wrongfully.-
Cle. I warrant you, Sir ; let me alone. Go, drag the villain bither by the hair ;

Tit. Sirrab, hast thou a knife ? Come, let me Nor age, nor honour, shall shape privilege :-
Here, Marcus, fold it in the oration; (see it. For this proud knock, I'll be thy slaughterinan ;
For thou hast made it like an bumble suppli- Sly frantic wretch, that holp'st to make me great,

In hope thyself should govern Rome and me.
And when thou hast given it to the emperor,

Knock at my door, and tell me what he says.
('lo. God be with you, Sir; I will.

What news with thee, Æmilius ?
Tit. Come, Marcus, 'let's go :-Publius, fol. Æmit. Arm, arm, my lord ; Rome never had


more cause !

The Goths have gather'd head; and with a power
SCENE 19.The same.-Before the Palace of high-resolved men, bent to the spoil,

They hither march amain, under the conduct
Enter SATURNINUS, TAMORA, CHIRON. DEME or Lucius, sou to old Andronicus ;
TRIUS, Lords, and others : SATURNINUS with who threats, in course of this revenge, to do
the arrows in his hand, that Titus shot. As much as ever Coriolanus did.
Sat. Why, lords, what wrongs are these? Was Sat. Is warlike Lucius general of the Goths 1

These tidings nip me; and I hang the head
An emperor of Rome thus overborne,

As flowers with frost, or grass beat down with Troubled, confronted thus : and, for the extent

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Ay, now begin our sorrows to approach :
My lords, you know, as do the mightful gods, "Tis he the common people love so inuch ;
However these disturbers of our peace

Myself bath often over-beard them say,
But in the people's ears, there nought hath (When I bave walked like a private man,)

That Lucius' banishment was wrongfully, But even with law, against the wilful sons

And they have wish'd that Lucius were their emOf old Andronicus. And what an if

peror. His sorrows have so overwhelm'd bis wits,

Tam. Why should you fear? is not your city Shall we be thus afflicted in bis wreaks,

strong? His fits, bis frenzy, and his biterness ?

Sat. Ay, but the citizens favour Lucius ; And now he writes to heaven for his redress : And will revolt from me, to succour him. See, here's to Jove, and this to Mercury ;

Tam. King, be thy thoughts imperious, t like
This to Apollo ; this to the god of war:

thy name.
Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets of Rome ! Is the sun dimm'd, that gnats do fly in it?
What's this, but libelling against the senate, The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And blazoning our injustice every where ?

And is not careful what they mean thereby;
A goodly lumour, is it not, my lords?

Knowing that with the shadow of bis wings,
As tho would say, in Rome no justice were. He can at pleasure stint i their melody:
But, if I live, his feigned ecstacies

Even so may'st thou the giddy men of Rome.
Shall be no shelter to these outrages :

Then cheer ihy spirit : for know thou, emperor, But he and his shall know that justice lives I will enchant the old Andronicus la Saturninus' health ; whom, if she sleep,

With words more sweet, and yet more dangerous, die'll so awake, as she in fury shall

Than baits to fish, or honey-stalks 5 to sheep ;
Cut off the proud'st conspirator that lives. When as the one is wounded with the bait,

Tam, My gracious lord, my lovely Saturnine, The other rotted with delicious feed.
Lord of my life, commander of my thoughts,

Sat. But he will not entreat his son for us. Calm thee, and bear the faults of Titus' age, Tam. If Tamora eutreat him, then he will: *The Clown means to say plebeian tribune, 1, c. tri

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eye ;

For I can smooth, and all his aged ear

Luc. O worthy Goth! this is the incarnate With golden promises ; that were his heart

devil Almost inpregnable, his old ears deaf,

That robb'd Androvicus of his good hand: Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue.- This is the pearl that picas'd your empress' Go thou before, be our ambassador ;

(7b Æmilius. And here's the base fruit of his burning Inst.Say, that the emperor requests a parley Say, wall-ey'd slave, whither would'st thou cou. 01 warlike Lucius, and appoint the meeting

vey Even at his father's house, the old Andronicus'. This growing image of thy fiend-like face

Sat. Æmilius, do this message bonourably : Why dost not speak ? What! deaf? No; not a And it' he stand on hostage for his safety,

Word ? Bid him demand wbat pledge will please him best. A halter, soldiers ; hang bim on this tree, Æmil. Your bidding shall I do effectually. And by his side bis fruit of bastardy.

(Exit ÆMILIUS, Aar. Touch not the boy, he is of royal blood. Tam. Now will I to that old Andronicus ; Luc. Tou like the sire for ever being good. And temper him, with all the art I have, First bang the child, that he may see it sprawl ; To pluck proud Lucius from the warlike Goths. A sight to vex the father's soul withal. And now, sweet emperor, be blithe again, Get me a ladder. And bury all thy fear in my devices.

[4 ludder brought, which Aaron is Sat. Then go successfully, and plead to him.

obliged to ascend.
(Ereunt. Aar. Lucins, save the child;

And bear it from me to the emperess.
If thou do this, I'll show thee wondrous things,

That highly may advantage thee to hear :

If thou wilt not, betall what may befall,

I'll speak no more-But vengeance rot you all! SCENE 1.-Plains near Rome.

Luc. Say on; and, if it please me which thuu

speak'st, Enter Lucius and Goths, with drum and Thy child shall live, and I will see it nourish'd. colours.

Aar. An if it please thee? why, assure theť, Luc. Approved warriors, and my faithful

Lucius, friends,

'Twill vex thy soul to hear what I shall speak; I have received letters from great Rome, For I must talk of murders, rapes, and masWbich signify, what hate they bear their em

And low desirous of our sight ihey are. (peror, Acts of black night, abominable deeds,
Therefore, great lords, le, as your titles witness, Complots of mischief, treason ; viflavies
Imperious, and impatient of your wrongs ;

Ruthful to bear, yet piteously perfonn'd;
And, wherein Rome hath done you any scath,

And this shall all be buried by my death, Let him make treble satisfaction.

Uuless thou swear to me, my child shall live, 1 Goth. Brave slip, sprung from the great An

Luc. Tell on thy miud : I say, thy child shall dronicus,


live. Whose name was once our terror, now our com Aar. Swear that he shall, and then I will Whose high exploits, and honourable deeds,

begin. Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt, Luc. Who should I swear by? thou believ'st Be bold in us : we'll follow where thou dead'st,- That granted, how canst thou believe an oath? Like stinging bees in bottest summer's day, Led by their master to the flower'd fields, --- Aar. What if I do not? as indeed, I do not : And be aveng'd on cursed Tainora.

Yet,-for I know thou art religious, Goths. And, as he saith, so say we all with And bast a thing within thee, called conscience, him.

With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies, Luc. I humbly thank him, and I thank you which I have seen thee careful to observe, all.

Therefore I urge thy oath ;- For that, I know, But who comes here, led by a lusty Goth? An idiot holds bis bauble for a god,

And keeps the oath, which by that god he stiears: Enter a Goti, leading AARON, with his child To that I'll urge bim :-Therefore, thou shalt in his arms.


By that same god, what god soe'er it be, 2 Goth. Renowned Lucius, from our troops That thou ador'st and last in reverence, stray'd,

To save my boy, to nourish, and bring bim up ; To gaze upon a ruinons monastery;

Or else I will discover nought to thee. And as I earnestly did fix mine eye

Luc. Even by my god, I swear to thee, I will

, Upon the wasted building, suddenly

Aar. First, know thou, I begot him on the I heard a child cry underneath a wall :

einpress. I made unto the noise ; when soon I heard

Luc. O most insatiate, luxurious + woman! The crying babe coutroll'd with this discourse : Aar. Tut, Lucius! this was but a deed of Peace, tawny slave ; half me, and half thy

charity, danı!

To that which thou shalt hear of me anoni. Did not thy hue bewray a'hose brat thou art, 'Twas her two sons that murder*d Bassianus : Had nature lent thee but thy mother's look,' They cut thy sister's tongue and ravish'd her, Villain, thou might'st have been an emperor : And cut ber hands, and trimmn'd her as thou But where the bull and cow are both milk.

saw'st. white,

Luc. ( détestable villain ! call'st thou that They never do beget a coal-black calf.

trimining ?
Peace, villain, peace !--even thus he rates the Aar. Why, she was wash'd, and cut, and


trimm'd; and 'twas
for I must bear thee to a trusty Goth; Trim sport for them that had the doing of it.
Who, when he knows thou art the empress' Luc. o barbarous, beastly villains, like thy-

self! Will hold thee dcarly for thy mother's sake.

Aar. Indeed, I was their tutor to instruct
With this my weapon drawn, I rush'd upon him,
Surpris'd him suddenly, and brought him bi- That codding spirit had they from their mother,

As sure a card as ever won the set :
To use as you think needful of the man.

Alluding to the proverb, “A bleck man is a pearl sa • Harm.

fair woman's eye."

t Lascivious.


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