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This day all quarrels die, Andronicus ;-
And let it be mine honour, good my lord,
That I have reconcil'd


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.

Stand up.



Before the Palace.

Enter AARON.

Aar. Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top,
Safe out of fortune's shot: and sits aloft,
Secure of thunder's crack, or lightning's flash;
Advanc'd above pale envy's threat'ning reach.
As when the golden sun salutes the morn,
And, having gilt the ocean with his beams,
Gallops the zodiack 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

Hast prisoner held, fetter'd in amorous chain
And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes,
Than is Prometheus tied to Caucasus.
Away with slavish weeds, and idle thoughts!
I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold,
To wait upon this new-made emperess.
To wait, said I? to wanton with this queen,
This goddess, this Semiramis ; - this queen,
This syren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine,
And see his shipwreck, and his commonweal's.
Holla! what storm is this?

Enter Chiron and DEMETRIUS, braving.
Dem. Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit wants

And manners, to intrude where I am grac'd;
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, thee more fortunate:

am as able, and as fit, as thou, To serve, and to deserve


mistress' grace ; And that

thee shall

approve, And plead my passions for Lavinia's love.

Aar. Clubs, clubs “! these lovers will not keep

the peace.

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 ?
So near the emperor's palace dare you draw,
And maintain such a quarrel openly?
Full well I wot? the ground of all this grudge;
I would not for a million of gold,
The cause were known to them it most concerns :
Nor would


noble mother, for much more,
Be so dishonour'd in the court of Rome.
For shame, put up.

Not I; till I have sheath'd
My rapier in his bosom, and, withal,

6 This was the usual outcry for assistance, when any riot in the street happened.

7 Know.

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

How furious and impatient they be,
And cannot brook competitors in love?
I tell you, lords, you do but plot your deaths
By this device.

Aaron, a thousand deaths
Would I propose, to achieve her whom I love.

Aar. To achieve her!-How ?

Why mak'st thou it so strange?
She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd;
She is a woman, therefore may be won;
She is Lavinia, therefore must be lov'd.
Though Bassianus be the emperor's brother,
Better than he have yet worn Vulcan's badge.

Aar. Ay, and as good as Saturninus may.

Aside. Dem. Then why should he despair, that knows

to court it
With words, fair looks, and liberality?
What, hast thou not full often struck a doe,
And borne her cleanly by the keeper's nose?

Aar. Why then, it seems, some certain snatch,

or so

Nor me,

Would serve your turns.

Ay, so the turn were sery'd.
Dem. Aaron, thou hast hit it.



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.
So I were one.
Aar. For shame, be friends; and join for that

you jar.
'Tis policy and stratagem must do
That you affect; and so must you resolve;
That what you cannot, as you would, achieve,
You must perforce accomplish as you may.
Take this of me, Lucrece was not more chaste
Than this Lavinia, Bassianus' love.
A speedier course than lingering languishment
Must we pursue, and I have found the path.
My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand;
There will the lovely Roman ladies troop:
The forest walks are wide and spacious ;
And many unfrequented plots there are,
Fitted by kind for rape and villainy:
Single you thither then this dainty doe,
And strike her home by force, if not by words:

8 Quarrel. VOL. IX.

9 By nature.

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