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And thou shalt read, when mine begins to dazzle.
[Exeunt. ACT IV.... SCENE I.
The same. Before Titus's House.
LAVINIA running after him.
Mar. Stand by me, Lucius; do not fear thine aunt.
Tit. Fear her not, Lucius:--Somewhat doth she mean :
Boy. My lord, I know not, I, nor can I guess,
[Lav. turns over the Books which Luc. has let fall, Tit. How
now, Lavinia ?-Marcus, what means this? Some book there is that she desires to see :Which is it, girl, of these?-Open them, boy.-
But thou art deeper read, and better skill'd ;
Mar. I think, she means, that there was more than one
Tit. Lucius, what book is that she tosseth so?
Boy. Grandsire, 'tis Ovid's Metamorphosis;
For love of her that 's gone, Perhaps she culi'd it from among the rest.
Tit. Soft! see, how busily she turns the leaves !
Mar. O, why should nature build so foul a den,
Mar. Sit down, sweet niece ;-brother, sit down by
Apollo, Pallas, Jove, or Mercury,
This sandy plot is plain; guide if thou canst,
his Feet and Mouth. Curs'd be that heart, that forc'd us to this shift! Write thou, good niece; and here display, at last, What God will have discover'd for revenge: Heaven guide thy pen to print thy sorrows plain, That we may know the traitors, and the truth ! [She takes the Staff in her Mouth, and guides it with
her Stumps, and writes. Tit. O, do you read, my lord, what she hath writ? Stuprum-Chiron-Demetrius.
Mar. What, what the lustful sons of Tamora
Tit. Magne Dominator poli,
Mar. O, calm thee, gentle lord! although, I know, There is enough written
Tit. 'Tis sure enough, an you knew how,
And where 's your lesson then ?-Boy, what say you?
Boy. I say, my lord, that if I were a man, Their mother's bed-chamber should not be safe For these bad-bondmen to the yoke of Rome.
Mar. Ay, that 's my boy! thy father hath full oft For this ungrateful country done the like.
Boy. And, uncle, so will I, an if I live..
Tit. Come, go with me into mine armoury; Lucius, I 'll fit thee; and withal, my boy Shall carry from me to the empress' sons Presents, that I intend to send them both: Come, come; thou 'It do thy message,. wilt thou not?
Boy. Ay, with my dagger in their bosoms, grandsire.
Tit. No, boy, not so; I'll teach thee another course, Lavinia, come :-Marcus, look to my house; Lucius and I 'll go brave it at the court; Ay, marry, will we, sir; and we 'll be waited on.
[Exeunt. Tit. Lav. and Boy.
A Room in the Palace.
at another Door, young Lucius, and an Attendant, with a bundle of Weapons, and Verses writ upon them.
Chi. Demetrius, here 's the son of Lucius; He hath some message to deliver to us. Aar. Ay, some mad message from his mad grand
father. Boy. My lords, with all the humbleness I
may, I greet you honours from Andronicus ;And
pray the Roman gods, confound you both. [Aside. Dem. Gramercy, lovely Lucius: What's the news? Boy. That you are both decypher'd, that's the news,
For villains mark'd with rape. (aside] May it please you,
[Exeunt Boy and Attendant. Dem. What 's here? A scroll; and written round
Chi. O, 'tis a verse in Horace; I know it well:
have it. Now, what a thing it is to be an ass! Here's no sound jest! the old man hath found
their guilt; And sends the weapons wrapp'd about with lines,
SAside. That wound, beyond their feeling, to the quick. But were our witty empress well a-foot, She would applaud Andronicus' conceit. But let her rest in her unrest awhile... And now, young lords, was 't not a happy star Led us to Rome, strangers, and, more than so, Captives, to be advanced to this height? It did me good, before the palace gate To brave the tribune in his brother's hearing.
Dem. But me more good, to see so great a lord Basely insinuate, and send us gifts.
Aar. Had he not reason, lord Demetrius ? Did you not use his daughter very friendly?
Dem. I would, we had a thousand Roman dames
Chi. A charitable wish, and full of love.