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This day all quarrels die, Andronicus ;-
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
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 high
ness, That, what we did, was mildly, as we might, Tend'ring 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. Lavinia, though you left me like a churl, I found a friend, and sure as death I swore, 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 THE SECOND.
Before the Palace.
Aar. Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top,
Enter Chiron and DEMETRIUS, braving.
Chi. Demetrius, thou dost overween in all;
am as able, and as fit, as thou, To serve, and to deserve
mistress' grace ; And that
approve, And plead my passions for Lavinia's love.
Aar. Clubs, clubs “! these lovers will not keep
Dem. Why, boy, although our mother, unad
vis'd, 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. Mean while, sir, with the little skill I have, Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare.
Dem. Ay, boy, grow ye so brave? [They draw.
Why, how now, lords ?
noble mother, for much more,
Not I; till I have sheath'd
6 This was the usual outcry for assistance, when any riot in the street happened.
Thrust these reproachful speeches down his throat, That he hath breath'd in my dishonour here.
Chi. For that I am prepar'd and full resolv'd, Foul-spoken coward ! that thunder’st with thy
tongue, And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform.
Aar. Away, I say. Now by the gods, that warlike Goths adore, This petty brabble will undo us all. Why, lords, -- and think you not how dangerous It is to jut upon a prince's right? What, is Lavinia then become so loose, Or Bassianus so degenerate, That for her love such quarrels may be broach'd, Without controlment, justice, or revenge? Young lords, beware!.
an should the empress know This discord's ground, the musick would not please.
Chi. I care not, I, knew she and all the world, I love Lavinia more than all the world. Dem. Youngling, learn thou to make some meaner
choice : Lavinia is thine elder brother's hope. Aar. Why, are ye mad? or know ye not, in
Aaron, a thousand deaths
Aar. To achieve her!-How ?
Why mak'st thou it so strange?
Aar. Ay, and as good as Saturninus may.
Aside. Dem. Then why should he despair, that knows
to court it
Aar. Why then, it seems, some certain snatch,
Would serve your turns.
Ay, so the turn were sery'd.
had hit it too; Then should not we be tir'd with this ado.. Why, hark
ye, And are you such fools, To square 8 for this ? Would it offend
then That both should speed? Chi.
I'faith, not me.
8 Quarrel. VOL. IX.
9 By nature.