Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes. O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee: And, if one arm's embracement will content thee, [Eait TITUS from above. Tam. This closing with him fits his lunacy Enter TITUS. Tit. Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee: Welcome, dread fury, to my woeful house;― Rapine, and Murder, you are welcome too :How like the empress and her sons you are! Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor:Could not all hell afford you such a devil?— For, well I wot, the empress never wags, But in her company there is a Moor; And, would you represent our queen aright, It were convenient you had such a devil: But welcome as you are. What shall we do? Tam. What would'st thou have us do, Andronicus? Dem. Shew me a murderer, I'll deal with him. Chi. Shew me a villain, that hath 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, Well may'st thou know her by thy own proportion, I pray thee, do on them some violent death, Tam. Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall we do: But would it please thee, good Andronicus, To send for Lucius, thy thrice valiant son, Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths, Tit. Marcus, my brother!-'tis sad Titus calls. Enter MARCUS. Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius; 2 Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths; Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are: Feast at my house: and he shall feast with them. As he regards his aged father's life. Mar. This will I do, and soon return again. [Exit. Tam. Now will I hence about thy business, And take my ministers along with me. Tit. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with me, Or else I'll call my brother back again, And cleave to no revenge but Lucius. Tam. [To her Sons.] What say you, boys? will you abide with him, Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor, How I have govern'd our determin'd jest? Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him fair, And tarry with him till I come again. Tit. I know them all, though they suppose me mad, And will o'er-reach them in their own devices; A pair of cursed hell-hounds, and their dam. [Aside. Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure, leave us here. Tam. Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes To lay a complot to betray thy foes. [Exit TAM. Tit. I know, thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell. Chi. Tell us, old man, how shall we be employ'd? Tit. Tut, I have work enough for you to do.Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine! Enter PUBLIUS, and Others. Pub. What is your will? Tit. Know you these two? Pub. The empress' sons, I take them, Chiron and Demetrius. Tit. Fye, Publius, fye! thou art too much deceiv'd: The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name: And therefore bind them, gentle Publius; Caius, and Valentine, lay hands on them. Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour, And now I find it; therefore bind them sure, And stop their mouths, if they begin to cry. [Exit TITUS.-PUBLIUS, &c. lay hold on CHIRON and DEMETRIUS. Chi. Villains, forbear; we are the empress' sons. Pub. And therefore do we what we are commanded.-Stop close their mouths, let them not speak a word: Is he sure bound? look that you bind them fast. Re-enter TITUS ANDRONICUS and LAVINIA; she bearing a Bason, he a Knife. Tit. Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are bound.--Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to me; But let them hear what fearful words I utter. O villains, Chiron and Demetrius! Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with mud; You kill'd her husband; and, for that vile fault, My hand cut off, and made a merry jest : Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that, more dear Hark, wretches, how I mean to martyr you. You know, your mother means to feast with me, And make two pasties of your shameful heads; [He cuts their Throats. And in that paste let their vile heads be bak'd.— To make this banquet; which I wish might prove [Exeunt, bearing the dead Bodies. |