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the emperor give his And day bey downfal in the sea.

Enter a Goth.

Tam. I am; therefore come down, and wel. Goth. My lord, there is a messenger from a

come me. Rome,

Tit. Do me some service, ere I come to thee. Desires to be admitted to your presence.

Lo, by thy side where Rape, and Murder, Luc. Let him come near.


Now give some 'surance that thou art Revenge Enter ÆMLICS.

Stab them, or tear them o: thy chariot wheels

And then I'll come, and be thy waggoner, Welcome, Æmilius, what's the news from

And whirl along with thee about the globes Rome?

Provide thee proper palfries, black as jet, £mil. Lord Lucius, and you princes of the

To hale thy vengeful waggon swift anay, Goths,

And find out murderers in their guilty ca The Roman emperor greets you all by me:

| And, when thy car is loaden with their heads, And, for he understands you are in arms,

I will dismount, and by the waygon wheel He craves a parley at your father's house,

Trot, like a servile footman, all day long; Willing you to demand your hostages,

Even from Hyperion's rising in the east, And they shall be immediately deliver'd. 1 Goth. What says our general ?

And day by day I'll do this heavy task, Luc. Æmilius, let the emperor give his So thou'destroy Rapine and Muriler there. pledges

Tam. These are my ministers, and come with Unto my father and my uncle Marcus,

me. And we will come.-March away. * (Ereunt.

Tit. Are they thy ministers? what are they SCENE II.-Rome. Before Titus' House.


Tam. Rapine, and Murder; therefore called Enter TAMORA, CHIRON, and DEMETRIUS,


[men. disguised.

'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of Tam. Thus, in this strange and sad habili. | Tit. Good lord, how like the empress' sons I will encounter with Andronicus; (ment,

they are! And say, I am Revenge, come from below,

And you the empress! But we worldly men To join with him, and right his heinous wrongs.

| Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes. Knock at his study, where, they say, he keeps,

O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee: To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge;

And, if one arm's embracement will content Tell him, Revenge is come to join with him, I will embrace thee in it by and by. [thee, And work confusion on his enemies.

[Exit Titus, from above. [They knock. Tam. This ciosing with him fits his lunacy:

| Whate'er I forge, to feed his brain-sick fits, Enter Titus, abore.

Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches, Tit. Who doth molest my contemplation?

For now he firmly takes me for Revenge; Is it your trick to make me ope the door;

And, being credulous in this mad thought, That so my sad decrees may fly away,

I'll make him send for Lucius, his son; And all my study be to no effect ?

And, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure, You are deceiv'd: for what I mean to do.

I'll find some canning practice out of hand, See here, in bloody lines I have set down;

To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths, And what is written shall be executed.

Or, at the least, make them his enemies.
Tum. Titu's, I am come to talk with thee. See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme
Tit. No; not a word: How can I grace my

Enter Titus.
Wanting a hand to give it action? (talk,
Thou hast the odds of me, therefore no more.

Tit. Long have I been forlorn, and all for Tam. If thou didst know me, thou would'st

thee: talk with me.

Welcome, dread fury, to my woful house;Tit. I am not mad; I know thee well Rapine, and Murder, you are welcome too :enough:

[lines; How like t

lines: | How like the empress and her sons you are ! Witness this wretched stump, these crimson | Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor:Witness these trenches, made by grief and Could not all hell afford you such a devil ?care;

For, well I wot, the empress never wags, Witness the tiring day, and heavy night; But in her company there is a Moor; Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well And, would you represent our queen aright, For our proud empress, mighty Tamora :

It were convenient you had such a devil: Is not thy coming for my other hand ?

But welcome, as you are. What shall we do? Tam. Know thou, sad man, I am not Ta. | Tam. What would'st thou have us do, AnShe is thy enemy, and I thy friend: (mora;

dronicus? I am Revenge; sent from the infernal kingdom, Dem. Show me a murderer, I'll deal with To ease the knawing vulture of thy mind,

him. By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes.

Chi. Show me a villain, that hath done a Come down, and welcome me to this world's | And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. [rape. light;

Tam. Show me a thousand, that hath done Confer with me of nurder and of death:

thee wrong, There's not a hollow cave, or larking-place, And I will be revenged on them all. No vast obscurity, or misty vale,

Tit. Look round about the wicked streets of Where bloody murder, or detested rape,

Rome; Can couch for fear, but I will find them out; And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself, And in their ears tell them my dreadful name, Good Murder, stab him; he's a murderer.Revenge, which makes the foul offender quake? | Go th.. with him; and when it is thy hap,

nge ? and art thou sent To 60 mother that is like to thce, To be a torment to mine enemies? (to me,

wine, stab him; he is a ravisher.-

With them; and in the emperor's court Perhaps this is a stage direction, crept into the text. The hou queen, attended by a Moor•


another that is like


Wou with

is a quee


Well may'st thou know her by thy own pro- And stop their mouths, if they begin to cry. portion,

Exit Titus.--Publius, fc. lay hold on For up and down she doth resemble thee;

CHIRON and DEMETRICS. I pray thee, do on them some violent death, Chr. Villains, forbear: we are the empress' They have been violent to me and mine.

sons. Tum. Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall Pub. And therefore do we what we are comwe do.


( word: But would it please thee, good Andronicus, Stop close their mouths, let them not speak : To send for Lucius, thy thrice valiant son, Is he sure bound? look, that you bind them Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike

fast. Goths,

Re-enter Titus ANDRONicus, with LAVINIA; And bid him come and banquet at thy house:

she bearing a Busin, and he u Knife. When he is here, even at thy solemn feast, I will bring in the empress and her sons,

Tit. Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are The emperor himself, and all thy foes;

bound; And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel, Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart.

But let them hear what fearful words I utter.What says Andronicus to this device?

() villains, Chiron and Demetrius! Tit. Marcus, my brother!-'tis sad Titus

Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd calls.

with mud;

This goodly summer with your winter mir'd. Enter MARCUS.

You kill'd her husband; and, for that vile fault,

Two of her brothers were condemn'd to death: Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius;

My hand cut off, and made a merry jest:
Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths; 1
Bid him repair to me, and bring with him

; Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that,

more dear Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths:

| Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity, Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are:

| Inhuman traitors, you constrain'd and forc d. Tell him, the emperor and the empress too

What wonld you say, if I should let you speak! Feast at my house: and he shall feast with

Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace. them.

Hark, wretches, how I mean to martyr you. This do thou for my love; and so let him,

This one hand yet is left to cut your throats; As he regards his aged father's life.

Whilst that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth Mar. This will I do, and soon return again.


hold Tam. Now will I hence about thy business,

The basin, that receives your guilty blood.

You know, your mother means to feast with me, And take my ministers along with me.

And calls herself, Revenge, and thinks me Tit. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay

mad, Or else I'll call my brother back again,

Hark, villains; I will grind your bones to dust,

And with your blood and it, I'll make a paste; And cleave to no revenge but Lucius. Tam. What say you, boys ? will you abide

And of the paste a coftin* I will rear,

And make two pasties of your shameful heads; with him,

And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd dam, Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor,

Like to the earth, swallow her own increase. How I have govern'd our determin'd jest ?

This is the feast that I have bid her to, Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him

| And this the banquet she shall surfeit on; fair,


For worse than Philomel you us'd my daughter, And tarry with him, till I come again. Tit. I know them all, though they suppose And now

And worse than Progne I will be reveng'd:

prepare your throats, -Lavinia, me mad;


He cuts their Throats. And will o'er-reach them in their own devices,

es, | Receive the blood : and, when that they are A pair of cursed hell-hounds, and their dam.'


(Aside. Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure, leave us

Let me go grind their bones to powder small,

And with this bateful liquor temper it; here. Tam. Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now

And in that paste let their vile heads be bak'd.

Come, come, be every one officious (prove To lay a complot to betray thy foes. [goes Tomi

To make this banquet; which I wish may

he [Exit TAMORA. More Tit. I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge,

| More stern and bloody than the Centaur's

feast. farewell.

So, now bring them in, for I will play the cook, Chi. Tell us, old man, how shall we be em

And see tuem ready 'gainst their mother comes. ploy'd ? Tit, Tut, I have work enough for you to do.

[Exeunt, bearing the dead Bodies. Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine! | SCENE 111.-The same.--A Purilion, ucith

Tables, &c.
Enter Publius, and others.

Enter Lucius, Marcus, and Goths, with Pub, What's your will ?

AARON, Prisoner. Tit. Know you these two?

Luc. Uncle Marcus, since 'tis my father's Pub. Th' empress' sons,

That I repair to Rome, I am content. (mind, I take them, Chiron and Demetrius. Tit. Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much de- ! 16

1 i Goth. And ours, with thine, befall what

fortune will. ceiv'd;.

Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name:

Moor,. And therefore bind them, gentle Publius;

This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil; Caius, and Valentins, lay hands on them:

| Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him, Ost have you heard me wish for such an hour, And now I find it; therefore bind them sure;

Crust of a raised pyz.

with me;


Till he be brought unto the empress' face, Tam. Why hast thou slain thine only daughFor testimony of her foul proceedings:

ter thus? And see the ambush of our friends be strong: Tit. Not I; 'twas Chiron, and Demetrius : I fear, the emperor means no good to us. They ravish'd her, and cut away her tongue,

Aar, Some devil whisper curses in mine car, And they, 'twas they, that did her all this and prompt me, that 'my tongue may uiter


Sut. Go, fetch them hither to us presently. The venomous malice of my swelling heart! Tit. Why, there they are both, baked in Luc. Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd

that pye; slave!

Whereof their mother daintily hath fed, Jirs, help our uncle to convey him in.

Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred. [Exeunt Goths, with AARON. Flourish. | 'Tis true, 'tis true ; witness my knife's sharp The trumpets show, the emperor is at hand.


(hilling TAMORA.

Sat. Die, frantic wretch, for this accursed Enter SATURNINUS and TAMORA, with Tribunes,


(Killing Titus. Senutors, and others.

Luc. Can the son's eye behold bis father Sat. What, hath the firmament more sups

blced ?

[deed. than one?

There's meed for meed, death for a deadly Luc. What boots* it thee, to call thyself a

(Kills SATURNINUS. A great Tumult. The

People in confusion disperse. Marcus, sun? Mar. Rome's emperor, and nephew, break+

LUCIUS, and their Partisans ascend the the parle;

Steps before Titus' House. These quarrels must be quietly debated.

Mar. You sad-fac'd men, people and sons of The feast is ready, which the careful Titus

Rome, Hath ordain'd to an honourable enu, (Rome:

By uproar sever'd, like a flight of fowl For peace, for love, for league, and good to

Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous gusts, Please you, therefore, draw pigh, and take

0, let me teach you how to knit again your places.

This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf, Sat. Marcus, we will.

These broken limbs again into [Hautboys sound. The Company sit down

Sen. Lest Rome herself be bane unto herat Table.


And she, whom mighty kingdoms court'sy to, Enter Titus, dressed like a Cook, Lavinia, Like a forlorn and desperate cast-away, veiled, young Lucius, and others. Titus places

Do shameful execution on herself. the Dishes on the Table.

But if my frosty signs and chaps of age, Tit. Welcome, my gracious lord: welcome,

Grave witnesses of true experience, dread queen;

| Cannot induce you to attend my words, Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius;

Speak, Rome's dear friend; [TO Lucius.] as And welcome, all : although the cheer be poor,

erst our ancestor,

When with his solemn tongue he did discourse, "Twill fill your stomachs; please you eat of it.

To love-sick Dido's sad attending ear, Sat. Why art thou thus attir'd, Andronicus?

The story of that baleful burnir.g night, Tit. Because I would be sure to have all

When subtle Greeks surpris'd king Priam's well, "To entertain your bighness, and your empress.

Troy ;

Tell us, what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears, Tum. We are beholden to you, good An

Or who hath brought the fatal engine in, dronicus. Tit. An if your highness knew my heart,

That gives our I'roy, our Romc, the civil were. My lord 'the emperor, resolve me this;

My heart is cot compact of flint, nor steel; Was it well done of rash Virginius,

Nor can I utter all our bitter grief, To slay his daughter with his own right hand,

But floods of tears will drown my oratory,

| And break my very utterance; even i'the time Because she was enforc'd, stain'd, and deflower'd ?

When it should move you to attend me most, Sat. It was, Andronicus.

Lending your kind commiseration : Tit. Your reason, mighty lord !

Here is a captain, let him tell the tale; Sat. Because the girl should not survive her

Your hearts will 'throb and weep to hear him shame,


Luc. Then, noble auditory, be it known to And by her presence still renew his sorrows.

That cursed Chiron and Demetrius Tit. A reason mighty, strong, and effectual;


Were they that murdered our emperor's broA pattern, precedent, and lively warrant,

ther; For me, most wretched to perform the like: Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee;

And they it were that ravished our sister:

For their fell faults our brothers were be

[He kills LAVINIA. And, with thy shame, thy father's sorrow die!

headed; Sat. What hast thou done, unnatural, and

Our father's tears despis'd ; and basely cozen'd

Of that true hand, that fought Rome's quarrel unkind ? Tit. Kill'd her, for whom my tears have

And sent her enemies unto the grave. (out, made me blind.

Lastly, myself unkindly banished, fout, I am as woful as Virginius was:


The gates shut on me, and turn'd weeping And have a thousand times more cause than

To beg relief among Rome's enemies; To do this outrage; and it is now done.

Who drown'd their enmity in my true tears, Sat. What, was she ravished ? tell, who did

And op'd their arms to embrace me as a friend the deed.

Andiam the turn'd-forth, be it known to you. Tit. Will't please you eat? will't please your that have pas

ve presery'd her welfare in my blood; highness feed ?

her bosom took the enemy's point,

ño the steel in my advent'rous body. • Advantage, benefit. tl.e. Begin the parley.

sou know, I am no vaunter. I:

SXd from her i

atbing the

as! you kn

My scars can witness, dumb although they are, | Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips :
That my report is just, and full of truth. 10, were the sum of these that I should pay
But, soft; methinks, I do digress too much, Countless and infinite, yet would I pay them!
Citing my worthless praise: 0, pardon me; Luc. Come hither, boy ; come, come, and
For when no friends are by, men praise them-

learn of us

well: selves.

To melt in showers: Thy grandsire lov'd thee Mar. Now is my turn to speak; Behold this Many a time he danc'd thee on his knee, child,

Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow; (Pointing to the Child in the arms of an At. Many a matter hath he told to thee, tendant.

Meet, and agreeing with thine infancy; Of this was Tamora delivered;

In that respect then, like a loving child, The issue of an irreligious Moor,

Shed yet some small drops from thy tender Chief architect and plotter of these woes;

spring, The villain is alive in Titus' house,

Because kind nature doth require it so: (woe: Damn'd as he is, to witness this is true.

Friends should associate friends in griet and Now judge, what cause had Titus to revenge Bid him farewell ; commit him to the grave; These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience, Do him that kindness, and take leave of him. Or more than any living man could bear.

Boy. O grandsire, grandsire! even with all Now you have heard the truth, what say you,

my heart Romans ?

| Would I were dead, so you did live again!Have we done aught amiss? Show us wherein, O lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping; And, from the place where you behold us now, My tears will choke me, if I ope my mouth. The poor remainder of Andronici Will, hand in hand, all beadlong cast us down,

Enter Attendants, with A a Rox. And on the ragged stones beat forth our brains, | i Rom. You sad Andronici, have done with And make a mutual closure of our house.

woes; Speak, Romans, speak; and, if you say, we Give sentence on this execrable wretch, shall,

That bath been breeder of these dire events. Lo, hand in hand, Lucius and I will fall.

Luc. Set him breast-deep in earth, and famish Emil. Come, come, tbou reverend man of

him; Rome,

There let him stand, and rave and cry for food: And bring our emperor gently in thy hand, If any one relieves or pities bim, Lucius our emperor; for, well I know,

For the offence he dies. This is our doom : The common voice do cry, it shall be so, Some stay, to see him fasten'd in the earth. Rom. Several speak. ] Lucius, all hail ; | Aar, 0, why should wrath be mute, and fury Rome's royal emperor!


I am no baby, I, that, with base prayers, Lucius, &c. descend.

I should repent the evils I have done ; Mar. Go, go into old Titus' sorrowful house; Ten thousand, worse than ever yet I did,

[To an Attendant. / Would I perform, if I might have my will; And hither hale that misbelieving Moor, If one good deed in all my life I did, To be adjudg'd some direful slaughtering I do repent it from my very soul. death,

Luc. Some loving friends convey the emperor As punishment for his most wicked life.

hence, Rom. [Several speak.] Lucius, all hail; And give him burial in his father's grare: Rome's gracious governor!

My father, and Lavinia, shall forthwith Luc. Thanks, gentle Romans; May I govern Be closed in our household's monument, so,

(woe! | As for that heinous tiger, Tamora, To heal Rome's harms, and wipe away her No funeral rite, nor man in mournful weeds, But, gentle people, give me aim awhile, No mournful bell shall ring ber burial; (prey: For nature puts me to a heavy task;

But throw her forth to beasts, and birds of Stand all aloof :—but, uncle, draw you near, | Her life was beast-like, and devoid of pity; To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk : And, being so, shall have like want of pity. 0, take this warm kiss on thy pale cold lips, See justice done to Aaron, that damn'd Moor,

[Kisses Titus. By whom our heavy haps had their beginning: These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain'd | Then, afterwards, to order well the state; The last true duties of thy noble son! [face, That like events may ne'er it ruinate. Mar. Tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss,




ANTIOCHUS, King of Antioch.

Thaisa, Daughter to Simonides. PERICLES, Prince of Tyre.

MARINA, Daughter to Pericles and Thaisa. FIELICANUS, Two Lords of Tyre.

LYCHORIDA, Nurse to Marina.

SIMONIDÉS, King of Pentapolis.
CLEON, Governor of Tharsus.

Lords, Ladies, Knights, Gentlemen, Sailors, LYSIMACHUS, Governor of Mitylene.

Pirates, Fishermen, and Messengers, &c. CERIMON, a Lord of Ephesus. THALIARD, a Lord of Antioch.

Scene, dispersedly in various countries.* PHILEMON, Servant to Cerimon. LEONINE, Servant to Dionyza.-MARSHAL. * That the reader may know through how many regions A PANDAR, and his WIFE.—Boult, their Ser- the scene of this drama is dispersed, it is necessary to obvant.

serve, that Antioch was the metropolis of Syria; Tyre a

city of Phenicia in Asia ; Tarsis, the metropolis of CiliGOWER, as Chorus.

cia, a country of Asia Minor; Mitylene, the capital of Les

bos, an Island in the Ægean sea ; and Ephesus, the capi The DAUGHTER of Antiochus.

tal of Ionia, a country of the Lesser Asia, DIONYZA, Wife to Cleon.

By custom, what they did begin,
Was, with long use, account* no sin.
The beauty of this sinful dame
Made many princes thither frame,
To seek her as a bed-tellow,
In marriage-pleasures play-fellow:
Which to prevent, he made a law,
(To keep her still, and men in awe,)
That whoso ask'd her for bis wife,
His riddle told not, lost his life :
So for her many a wight did die,
As yon grim looks do testify.+
What now ensues, to the judgement of

your eye
I give, my cause who best can justify.



Enter Gower.*
Before the Palace of Antich.
To sing a song of oldt was su ag,
From ashes ancient Gower is come;
Assuming man's infirmities,
To glad your ear, and please your eyes.
It hath been sung at festival.,
On ember-eves, and holy ale.;
And lords and ladies of their lives
Have read it for restoratives
'Purpose to make men glorio 15;
Et quo antiquius, eo melius.
If you, born in these latter ti nes,
When wit's more ripe, accep. my rhymes,
And that to hear an old man sing,
May to your wishes pleasure bring,
I life would wish, and that I might
Waste it for you, like taper-:Ighi.
This city then, Antioch the great
Built up for his chiefest seat;
The fairest in all Syria;
(I tell you what mine authors say:)
This king unto him took a pheere,
Who died and left a female heir,
So buxom, blithe, and full of face,
As heaven had lent her all his grace;
With whom the father liking took,
And her to incest did provoke :
Bad father! to entice his own


SCENE 1.- Antioch.- A Room in the Palace.
Enter Antiochus, Pericles, and Attendants.
Ant. Young prince of Tyre, you have at large

The danger of the task you undertake.

Per. I have, Antiochus, and with a soul
Embolden'd with the glory of her praise,
Think death no hazard, in this enterprise.

[Music. Ant. Bring in our daughter, clothed like a

For the embracements even of Jove himself;
At whose conception, (till Lucina reign'd,)
Nature this dowry gave, to glad her presence

To evil, should be done by none. • Chorus, in the character of Gower, an ancient Eng. hah Poet, who has related the story of this play in his confessgio Amantis. + 1. e. That of old.

Whitsun-ales, &c. i Wife, the word signifies a mate or companion.

* Accounted. ing to the scene of the palace gate at Antioch he beads of those unfortunate wights were fix

Pointing to

Which the bo

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