Sat. Rise, Titus, rise; my empress hath prevail'd.

Tit. I thank your majesty, and her, my lord.
These words, these looks, infuse new life in me.
Tam. Titus, I am incorporate in Rome,
A Roman now adopted happily,

And must advise the emperor for his good.
This day all quarrels die, Andronicus;
And let it be mine honour, good my lord,
That I have reconciled your friends and you.
For you, prince Bassianus, I have pass'd
My word and promise to the emperor,
That you will be more mild and tractable :
And fear not, lords,—and you, Lavinia,—
By my advice, all humbled on your knees,
You shall ask pardon of his majesty.

Luc. We do; and vow to heaven, and to his highness,

That what we did was mildly, as we might,
Tendering our sister's honour and our own.

Marc. That on mine honour here I do protest.
Sat. Away, and talk not; trouble us no

more.

Tam. Nay, nay, sweet emperor, we must all be friends:

The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace;
I will not be denied. Sweet heart, look back.
Sat. Marcus, for thy sake, and thy brother's
here,

And at my lovely Tamora's entreats,

I do remit these young men's heinous faults. Stand up. Lavinia, though you left me like a churl,

I found a friend: and sure as death I sware,
I would not part a bachelor from the priest.
Come, if the emperor's court can feast two brides,

You are my guest, Lavinia, and your friends:
This day shall be a love-day, Tamora.

Tit. To-morrow, an it please your majesty To hunt the panther and the hart with me, With horn and hound, we'll give your grace bon-jour.

Sat. Be it so, Titus, and gramercy too.

[Exeunt.

ACT II.

SCENE I.-Rome. Before the Palace.

Enter AARON.

Aaron.

JOW climbeth Tamora Olympus' top, Safe out of Fortune's shot; and sits aloft,

Secure of thunder's crack or lightning
flash,
Advanced above pale envy's threatening reach:
As when the golden sun salutes the morn,
And, having gilt the ocean with his beams,
Gallops the zodiac in his glistering coach,
And overlooks the highest peering hills;
So Tamora.

Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait,
And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown.
Then, Aaron, arm thy heart, and fit thy thoughts,
To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress,
And mount her pitch, whom thou in triumph
long

Hast prisoner held, fetter'd in amorous chains,

And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes
Than is Prometheus tied to Caucasus.

Away with slavish weeds and servile thoughts!
I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold,
To wait upon this new-made emp(e)ress.
To wait, said I? to wanton with this queen,
This goddess, this Semiramis, this nymph,
This syren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine,
And see his shipwreck, and his commonweal's.
Hollo! what storm is this?

Enter CHIRON and DEMETRIUS, braving.

Demet. Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit wants edge,

And manners, to intrude where I am graced ; And may, for aught thou know'st, affected be.

Chi. Demetrius, thou dost overween in all; And so in this, to bear me down with braves. 'Tis not the difference of a year or two

Makes me less gracious, or thee more fortunate: I am as able, and as fit, as thou,

To serve, and to deserve my mistress' grace; And that my sword upon thee shall approve, And plead my passions for Lavinia's love. Aaron. [aside.] Clubs, clubs! these lovers will not keep the peace.

Demet. Why, boy, although our mother, unadvised,

Gave you a dancing rapier by your side,

Are you so desperate grown to threat your friends?

Go to; have your lath glued within your sheath, Till you know better how to handle it.

Chi. Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I have,

Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare.