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Let me go grind their bones to powder small,
[Exeunt, bearing the dead Bodies
4 Pavilion, with Tables, &c. Enter LUCIUS, MARCUB, and Goths, with AARON,
Luc. Uncle Marcus, since 'tis my father's mind, That I repair to Rome, I am content.
i Goth. And ours, with thine, befall what fortune
Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Moor, This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil ; Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him, Till he be brought unto the empress' face, For testimony of her foul proceedings : And see the ambush of our friends be strong : I fear, the emperor means no good to us.
Aar. Some devil whisper curses in mine ear, And prompt me, that my tongue may utter forth The venomous malice of my swelling heart !
Luc. Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd slave! Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.
[Exeunt Goths, with AARON. Flourish. The trumpets show, the emperor is at hand.
Enter SATURNINUS and TAMORA, with Tribunes,
Senators, and Others. Sat. What, hath the firmament more suns than
one ? · Luc. What boots 4 it thee, to call thyself a sun? Mar. Rome's emperor, and nephew, breaks 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 : Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your places. Sat. Marcus, we will.
[Huutboys 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 beholden to you, good Andronicus.
Tit. An if your highness knew my heart, you were. My lord the emperor, resolve me this; 4 Advantage, benefit. 51. c. Begin the parley.
Sat. It was,
Was it well done of rash Virginius,
Sat. Because the girl should not survive her shame, And by her presence still renew his sorrows.
Tit. A reason mighty, strong, and effectual;
[He kills LAVINIA, And, with thy shame, thy father's sorrow die!
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 high
ness feed ? Tam. Why hast thou slain thine only daughter
thus ? Tit. Not l; 'twas Chiron, and Demetrius : They ravish'd her, and cut away her tongue, And they, 'twas they, that did her all this wrong.
Sat, Go, fetch them hither to us presently.
Tit. Why, there they are both, baked in that pye ; Whereof their mother daintily hath fed, Eating the flesh that she herself bath bred.
Tis true, 'tis true; witness my knife's sharp point.
[Killing Tamora. Sat. Die, frantick wretch, for this accursed deed.
Steps before Titus's House.
Sen. Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself ;
That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound.. i
Luc. Then, noble auditory, be it known to you,