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Ne'er let my heart know merry cheer indeed,
Re-enter Aaron, with Quintus and Martius. Aar. Come on, my lords, the better foot before:
Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pit
Where I espied the panther fast asleep. Quin. My sight is very dull, whate'er it bodes. Mart. And mine, I promise you; were it not for shame, Well could I leave our sport to sleep awhile.
[Falls into the pit. Quin. What, art thou falln? What subtle hole is this,
Whose mouth is cover'd with rude-growing briers,
fatal place it seems to me.
That ever eye with sight made heart lament ! Aar. [Aside] Now will I fetch the king to find them
here, That he thereby may have a likely guess How these were they that made away his brother.
[Exit. Mart. Why dost not comfort me, and help me out
From this unhallow'd and blood-stained hole ? Quin. I am surprised with an uncouth fear;
A chilling sweat o'er-runs my trembling joints ;
My heart suspects more than mine eye can see. Mart. To prove thou hast a true-divining heart,
Aaron and thou look down into this den,
And see a fearful sight of blood and death.
Will not permit mine eyes once to behold
220 Was I a child to fear I know not what. Mart. Lord Bassianus lies embrewed here,
All on a heap, like to a slaughter'd lamb,
In this detested, dark, blood-drinking pit.
A precious ring, that lightens all the hole,
As hateful as Cocytus' misty mouth.
Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good,
Till thou art here aloft, or I below:
Enter Saturninus with Aaron.
And what he is that now is leap'd into it.
Into this gaping hollow of the earth?
2 50 Brought hither in a most unlucky hour,
To find thy brother Bassianus dead.
He and his lady both are at the lodge
'Tis not an hour since I left them there.
But, out, alas ! here have we found him dead.
261 Sat. Now to the bottom dost thou search
wound: Poor Bassianus here lies murdered. Tam. [Giving a letter] Then all too late I bring this fatal writ,
The complot of this timeless tragedy ;
In pleasing smiles such murderous tyranny.
Sweet huntsman, Bassianus 'tis we mean-
Where we decreed to bury Bassianus.
That should have murder'd Bassianus here.
Some never heard of torturing pain for them.
How easily murder is discovered !
I beg this boon, with tears not lightly shed,
290 Accursed, if the fault be proved in themSat. If it be proved! you see it is apparent.
Who found this letter? Tamora, was it you?
For, by my fathers' reverend tomb, I vow
To answer their suspicion with their lives.
Some bring the murder'd body, some the murderers :
That end upon them should be executed.
Fear not thy sons; they shall do well enough.
[Exeunt. Scene IV.
Another part of the forest.
her hands cut off, and her tongue cut out. Dem. So, now go tell, an if thy tongue can speak,
Who 'twas that cut thy tongue and ravish'd thee. Chi. Write down thy mind, bewray thy meaning so,
An if thy stumps will let thee play the scribe. Dem. See, how with signs and tokens she can scrowl. Chi. Go home, call for sweet water, wash thy hands. Dem. She hath no tongue to call, nor hands to wash;
And so let's leave her to her silent walks. Chi. An 'twere my case, I should go hang myself. Dem. If thou hadst hands to help thee knit the cord. 1ο
[Exeunt Demetrius and Chiron.
Horns winded within. Enter Marcus from hunting.
Cousin, a word; where is your husband ?