His antidotes are poison, and he slays More than you: rob, take wealth and lives together; Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery : On his honest Steward. Forgive my general and exceptless rashness, One honest man,-mistake me not,-but one; Methinks thou are more honest now than wise; Thou mightest have sooner got another service : ACT V. Promising and Performance. Promising is the very air o' the time; it opens * Compost, manure. the eyes of expectation: performance is ever the duller for his act; and, but in the plainer and simpler kind of people the deed of saying* is quite out of use. To promise is most courtly and fashionable: performance is a kind of will or testament, which argues a great sickness in his judgment that makes it. Wrong and Insolence. Now breathless wrong Shall sit and pant in your great chairs of ease; TITUS ANDRONICUS. ACT I. Mercy. WILT thou draw near the nature of the gods? Thanks, to men Thanks. Of noble minds, is honourable meed. Contrast between the Palace and the Forest. The hunt is up, the morn is bright and grey, The fields are fragrant, and the woods are green: Uncouple here, and let us make a bay, And wake the emperor, and his lovely bride, *The doing of what we said we would do. 1 ACT II. Invitation. The birds chant melody on every bush : As if a double hunt were heard at once- Description of a melancholy Valley. A barren, detested vale, you see, it is : Should straight fall mad, or else die suddenly. Upon his bloody finger, he doth wear Lavinia at her Lute. Fair Philomela, she but lost her tongue, And in a tedious sampler sew'd her mind: * Hedge-hogs. But, lovely niece, that mean is cut from thee: He would have dropp'd his knife, and fell asleep, ACT III. Lavinia's loss of her Tongue Described. For now I stand as one upon a rock, Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave, Will in his brinish bowels swallow him. Tears. When I did name her brothers, then fresh tears Stood on her cheeks; as doth the honey dew Upon a gather'd lily almost wither'd. Cruelty to Insects. Mar. Alas, my lord, I have but kill'd a fly. How would he hang his slender gilded wings, And buzz lamenting doings in the air? Poor harmless fly! That with his pretty buzzing melody, [him. Came here to make us merry; and thou hast kill'd ACT V. Lo, by thy side, where Rape and Murder stands : Now give some 'surance that thou art Revenge, Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot wheels; And then I'll come, and be thy waggoner, And whirl along with thee about the globes, Provide thee proper palfries, black as jet, To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away, And find out murderers in their guilty caves: And, when thy car is loaden with their heads, I will dismount, and by the waggon wheel Trot, like a servile footman, all day long; Even from Hyperion's rising in the east, Until his very downfal in the sea. TROILUS AND CRESSIDA. АСТ І. Love in a Brave young Soldier. Call here my varlet,* I'll unarm again : * * * A servant to a knight. |