Tam. What wouldst thou have us do, Andronicus? Dem. Show me a murderer, I'll deal with him. Chi. Show me a villain that hath done a rape, And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. Tam. Show me a thousand that have done thee wrong, And I will be revengèd on them all. Tit. Look round about the wicked streets of Rome; Good Rapine, stab him; he's a ravisher.- Well mayst thou know her by thy own proportion, I pray thee, do on them some violent death; They have been violent to me and mine. 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; This do thou for my love; and so let him, As he regards his aged father's life. Marc. 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. What say you, boys? will you bide with him,(97) 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 turn again. [Aside to them. 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. Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure; leave us here. Tam. Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes To lay a complot to betray thy foes. [Aside. Tit. I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell. [Exit Tamora. 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! Pub. What is Enter PUBLIUS and others. your will? Tit. Know you these two? Pub. The empress' sons, I take them, Chiron and (98) Demetrius. Tit. Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much deceiv'd,— [Exit. [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.- Re-enter TITUS, with LAVINIA; he bearing a knife, and she a 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; This goodly summer with your winter mix'd. 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 And make two pasties of your shameful heads; [He cuts their throats.(99) Receive the blood: and when that they are dead, Let me go grind their bones to powder small, To make this banquet; which I wish may prove [Exeunt, bearing the dead bodies. SCENE III. Gardens of TITUS's house. A pavilion, with tables, &c. Enter LUCIUS, MARCUS, and Goths, with AARON prisoner. Luc. Uncle Marcus, since it is my father's mind That I repair to Rome, I am content. First Goth. And ours with thine, befall what fortune will. Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Moor, This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil; Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him, Aar. Some devil whisper curses in mine ear, Luc. Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd slave!— Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in. [Exeunt Goths, with Aaron. Flourish within. The trumpets show the emperor is at hand. Enter SATURNINUS and TAMORA, with EMILIUS, Tribunes, Sat. What, hath the firmament more suns than one? Marc. Rome's emperor, and nephew, break the parle ; These quarrels must be quietly debated. The feast is ready, which the careful Titus Hath ordain'd to an honourable end, For peace, for love, for league, and good to Rome: [Hautboys sound. The Company sit down at table. Enter TITUS dressed like a Cook, LAVINIA veiled, young LUCIUS, and others. TITUS places the dishes on the table. Tit. Welcome, my gracious lord; welcome, dread queen; Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius; And welcome, all: although the cheer be poor, 'Twill fill your stomachs; please you eat of it. Sat. Why art thou thus attir'd, Andronicus? Tit. Because I would be sure to have all well, To entertain your highness and your empress. Tam. We are beholding to you, good Andronicus. Tit. An if your highness knew my heart, you were.— My lord the emperor, resolve me this: Was it well done of rash Virginius To slay his daughter with his own right hand, Tit. Your reason, mighty lord? Sat. Because the girl should not survive her shame, Tit. A reason mighty, strong, and effectual; [Kills Lavinia. Sat. What hast thou done, unnatural and unkind? Tit. Kill'd her, for whom my tears have made me blind. I am as woful as Virginius was, And have a thousand times more cause than he To do this outrage;-and it is now done. Sat. What, was she ravish'd? tell who did the deed. Tit. Will't please you eat? will 't please your highness feed? |