When for his hand he had his two fons' heads; Aar. Ay, like a black dog, as the Saying is. Luc. Art thou not forry for these heinous deeds? Aar. Ay, that I had not done a thousand more. Ev'n now I curfe the day (and yet, I think, Few come within the compafs of my curfe) Wherein I did not fome notorious Ill, As kill a man, or else devise his death; Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it; Accufe fome innocent, and forfwear myself; Set deadly enmity between two friends; Make poor Men's cattle break their necks; Set fire on barns and hay-ftacks in the night, And bid the owners quench them with their tears; Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their graves, And fet them upright at their dear friends' doors, Ev'n when their forrow almost was forgot; And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, Have with my knife carved in Roman letters, Let not your forrow die, though I am dead.' Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things, As willingly as one would kill a fly: And nothing grieves me heartily indeed, But that I cannot do ten thousand more. Luc. Bring down the devil, for he must not die So fweet a death, as hanging presently. Aar. If there be devils, 'would I were a devil, So I might have your company in hell, Luc. Sirs, ftop his mouth, and let him fpeak no more Enter Enter Emilius.. Goth. My lord, there is a meffenger from Rome Defires to be admitted to your presence. Luc. Let him come near. Welcome, Æmilius, what's the news from Rome? Luc. Emilius, let the Emperor give his pledges Unto my father and my uncle Marcus, And we will come: march away. SCENE [Exeunt. Changes to Titus's Palace in Rome. Enter Tamora, Chiron, and Demetrius, difguis'd. Tam. T HUS, in thefe ftrange and fad habiliments, I will encounter with Andronicus: And say, I am Revenge fent from below, To join with him, and right his heinous wrongs: [They knock, and Titus appears above. Tit. Who doth moleft my contemplation? the door, Is it your trick to make me ope That fo my fad decrees may fly away, You are deceiv'd; for what I mean to do, Tam. Tam. Titus, I am come to talk with thee. Tit. No, not a word: how can I grace my Talk, Wanting a hand to give it that accord ? Thou haft the odds of me, therefore no more. Tam. If thou didft know me, thou wouldst talk with me. Tit. I am not mad; I know thee well enough; Tam. Know thou, fad man, I am not Tamora; I am Revenge, fent from th' infernal Kingdom, Where bloody Murder or detefted Rape Tam. I am; therefore come down, and welcome mè. And And when thy car is loaden with their heads, And day by day I'll do this heavy task, Tam. These are my minifters, and come with me. O fweet Revenge, now do I come to thee, And if one arm's embracement will content thee, I will embrace thee in it by and by. [Exit Titus from above. Tam. This clofing with him fits his lunacy, Whate'er I forge to feed his brain-fick fits, Do you uphold, and maintain in your speech, For now he firmly takes me for Revenge: And, being credulous in this mad thought, I'll make him send for Lucius, his fon: And whilft I at a banquet hold him fure, I'll find fome cunning practice out of hand, To scatter and difperfe the giddy Goths, Or at the least, make them his enemies: See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme. Til. L ONG have I been forlorn, and all for thee: Rapine and Murder, you are welcome too: Well fitted, had Well are you you but a Moor; you fuch a devil? For, well I wot, the Empress never wags, But in her company there is a Moor; And would you reprefent our Queen aright, It were convenient you had fuch a devil: But welcome, as you are: what shall we do? Tam. What wouldst thou have us do, Andronicus? Dem. Shew me a murderer, I'll deal with him. Chi. Shew me a villain, that has done a rape, And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. Tam. Shew me a thousand, that have done thee wrong; And I will be revenged on them all. Tit. Look round about the wicked streets of Rome, And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself, Good Murder, ftab him; he's a murderer. Go thou with him, and when it is thy hap To find another that is like to thee, Good Rapine, ftab him; he is a ravisher. Go thou with them, and in the Emperor's Court There is a Queen attended by a Moor; Well may'ft thou know her by thy own proportion, I pray thee, do on them fome violent death; Tam. Well haft thou leffon'd us, this fhall we do. Tit. Marcus, my brother!-'tis fad Titus calls: Enter |