In that it scorns to bear another hue: Can never turn a swan's black legs to white, Dem. By this our mother is for ever sham'd. Chi. I blush to think upon this ignomy.' Aar. Why, there's the privilege your beauty bears: Nay, he's your brother by the surer side, Nur. Aaron, what shall I say unto the empress ? Dem. Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be done, And we will all subscribe to thy advice; Save thou the child, so we may all be safe. 9 1 -for this foul escape.] This foul illegitimate child. 2 another leer:] Leer is complexion, or hue. you: Aar. Then sit we down, and let us all consult. My son and I will have the wind of Keep there: Now talk at pleasure of your safety. [They sit on the Ground, Dem. How many women saw this child of his ? Aar. Why, so, brave lords; When we all join in league, I am a lamb: but if you brave the Moor, Aar. The emperess, the midwife, and yourself: [Stabbing her. Weke, weke !-so cries a pig, prepar'd to the spit. Dem. What mean'st thou, Aaron? Wherefore Ididst thou this? Aar. O, lord, sir, 'tis a deed of policy : 3 Go pack with him, and give the mother gold, 3 Go pack with him,] Pack here seems to have the meaning of make a bargain. Or it may mean, as in the phrase of modern gamesters, to act collusively, or to contrive insidiously. Hark ye, lords; ye see, that I have given her [Pointing to the Nurse. And you must needs bestow her funeral; physick, The fields are near, and you are gallant grooms: The midwife, and the nurse, well made away, Chi. Aaron, I see, thou wilt not trust the air Dem. For this care of Tamora, Herself, and hers, are highly bound to thee. [Exeunt DEM. and CHI. bearing off the Nurse. Aar. Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies; There to dispose this treasure in mine arms, And secretly to greet the empress' friends.— Come on, you thick-lipp'd slave, I'll bear you hence; For it is you that puts us to our shifts.: I'll make you feed on berries, and on roots, And feed on curds and whey, and suck the goat, SCENE III. The same. A publick Place. [Exit. Enter TITUS, bearing Arrows, with Letters at the ends of them; with him MARCUS, young LUCIUS, and other Gentlemen, with Bows. Tit. Come, Marcus, come;-Kinsmen, this is the way: Sir boy, now let me see your archery; Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there straight: Terras Astræa reliquit : Be you remember'd, Marcus, she's gone, she's fled. Sir, take you to your tools. You, cousins, shall Yet there's as little justice as at land :-- Pub. Therefore, my lord, it highly us concerns, Till time beget some careful remedy. Mar. Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy. Join with the Goths; and with revengeful war Tit. Publius, how now? how now, my masters? Have you met with her? Pub. No, my good lord; but Pluto sends you word If you will have revenge from hell, you shall: Marry, for Justice, she is so employ'd, He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhere else, So that perforce you must needs stay a time. Tit. He doth me wrong, to feed me with delays. I'll dive into the burning lake below, And pull her out of Acheron by the heels. 4 Yet wrung with wrongs, more than our backs can bear: 5 And, sith there is no justice in earth nor hell, Here, boy, to Pallas:-Here, to Mercury: You were as good to shoot against the wind.- There's not a god left unsolicited. Mar. Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into the court: We will afflict the emperor in his pride. Tit. Now, masters, draw. [They shoot.] O, well said, Lucius! Good boy, in Virgo's lap; give it Pallas. Mar. My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon; Your letter is with Jupiter by this. Tit. Ha! Publius, Publius, what hast thou done! See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns. 4 Yet wrung with wrongs,] To wring a horse is to press or strain his back. |