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are !

And we will come.March away.! (Exeunt. Tit. Good lord, how like the empress' sons they SCENE II.-Roine. Before Titus's house. En. And you, the empress! But we worldly men

ter Tamora, Chiron, and Demetrius, disguised. Havé miserable, mad, mistaking eyes.

Tam. Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment, sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee : I will encounter with Andronicus ;

And, if one arm's embracement will content thee, And say, I am Revenge, sent from below, I will embrace thee in it by and by. To join with him, and right his heinous wrongs.

[Exit Titus, from above. Knock at his study, where, they say, he keeps, Tam. This closing with him fits his lunacy :

To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge ; Whate'er I forge, to feed his brain-sick fits,
Tell him, Revenge is come to join with him, Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches.
And work confusion on his enemies. (They knock. For now he firmly takes me for Revenge ;

And, being credulous in this mad thought,
Enter Titus, above.

I'll make him send for Lucius, his son ;
Tit. Who doth molest my contemplation ? And, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure,
Is it your trick, to make me ope the door ; I'll find some cunning practice out of hand,
That so my sad decrees may dy away,

To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths,
And all my study be to no effect ?

Or, at the least, make them his enemies. You are deceiv'd: for what I mean to do, See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme. See here, in bloody lines I have set down; And what is written shall be executed.

Enter Titus. Tam. Titus, I am come to talk with thee. Tit. Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee: Tit. No; not a word : How can I grace my talk, | Welcome, dread fury, to my woful house Wanting a hand to give it action?

Rapine, and Murder, you are welcome too :Thou hast the odds of me, therefore no more. How like the empress and her sons you are ! Tam. If thou didst know me, thou would'st talk Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor:with me.

Could not all hell afford you such a devil?Tit. I am not mad; I know thee well enough: | For, well I wot, the empress never wags, Witness this wretched stump, these crimson lines: But in her company there is a Moor; Witness these trenches, made by grief and care ; And, would you represent our queen aright, Witness the tiring day, and heavy night; It were convenient you had such a devil

: Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well But welcome, as you are. What shall we do? For our proud empress, mighty Tamora :

Tam. What would'st thou have us do, AndroniIs not thy coming for my other hand!

cus? Tam. Know thou, sad man, I am not Tamora; Dem. Show me a murderer, I'll deal with him. She is thy enemy, and I thy friend :

Chi. Show me a villain, that hath done a rape, I am Revenge; sent from the infernal kingdom, And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind,

Tam. Show me a thousand, that hath done thee By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes.

wrong, Come down, and welcome me to this world's light : And I will be revenged on them all. Confer with me of murder and of death:

Tit. Look round about the wicked streets of There's not a hollow cave, or lurking-place, No vast obscurity, or misty vale,

And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself, Where bloody murder, or detested rape, Good Murder, stab him; he's a murderer. -Can couch for fear, but I will find them out; Go thou with him: and when it is thy hap, And in their ears tell them


To find another that is like to thee, Revenge, which makes the foul offender quake. Good Rapine, stab him ; he is a ravisher.

Tit. Art thou Revenge and art thou sent to me, || Go thou with them; and in the emperor's court To be a torment to mine enemies ?

There is a queen, attended by a Moor; Tam. I am; therefore come down, and welcomeWell may'st thou know her by thy own proportion,

For up and down she doth resemble thee; Tit. Do me some service, ere I come to thee. I pray thee, do on them some violent death, Lo, by thy side where Rape, and Murder, stand; || They have been violent to me and mine. Now give some 'surance that thou art Revenge, Tam. Well hast thou lesson'dus; this shall we do. Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot wheels; But would it please thee, good Andronicus, And then I'll come, and be thy waggoner, To send for Lucius, thy thrice valiant son, And whirl along with thee about the globes. Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths, Provide thee proper palfries, black as jet, And bid him come and banquet at thy house: To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away, When he is here, even at thy solemn feast, And find out murderers in their guilty caves : I will bring in the empress, and her sons, And, when thy car is loaden with their heads, The emperor himself, and all thy foes; I will dismount, and by the waggon wheel And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel, Trot, like a servile footman, all day long; And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart. Even from Hyperion's rising in the east,

What says Andronicus to this device? Until his very downfall in the sea.

Tit. Marcus, my brother-'tis sad Titus calls. And day by day I'll do this heavy task,

Enter Marcus. So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there.

Tam. These are my ministers, and come with me. Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius ; * Tit. Are they thy ministers? what are they call’d? || Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths :

Tam. Rapine, and Murder; therefore called so, || Bid him repair to me, and bring with him 'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men. Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths ;

Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are : (1) Perhaps this is a stage-direction, crept into Tell him, the emperor and the empress too the text.

|Feast at my house : and he shall feast with them,


dreadful name,



This do thou for my love ; and so let him, Whilst that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth hold As he regards his aged father's life.

The bason, that receives your guilty blood. Mar. This will I do, and soon return again. You know, your mother means to feast with me,

(Exit. And calls herself, Revenge, and thinks me mad, Tam. Now will I hence about thy business, Hark, villains; I will grind your bones to dust, And take my ministers along with me.

And with your blood and it, I'll make a paste, Tit. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with me; | And of the paste a coffin' I will rear, Or else I'll call my brother back again,

And make two pasties of your shameful heads ; And cleave to no revenge but Lucius.

And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd dam, Tam. What say you, boys? will you abide with || Like to the earth, swallow her own increase. him,

This is the feast that I have bid her to, Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor,.

And this the banquet she shall surfeit on; How I have govern'd our determin'd jest? For worse than Philomel you us'd my daughter, Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him fair, And worse than Progne I will be reveng'd:

(Aside. | And now prepare your throats.-Lavinia, come, And tarry with him, till I come again.

(He cuts their throats. Tit. I know them all, though they suppose me Receive the blood : and, wlien that they are dead,

Let me go grind their bones to powder small, And will o'er-reach them in their own devices, And with this hateful liquor temper it; A pair of cursed hell-bounds, and their dam. And in that paste let their vile heads be bak'd.

(.Aside. Come, come, be every one officious Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure, leave us here. To make this banquet; which I wish may prove

Tam. Farewell, Andronicus : Revenge now goes More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast. To lay a complot to betray thy foes. Exit Tam. So, now bring them in, for I will play the cook, Tit. I know, thou dost; and, sweet Revenge,|| And see them ready 'gainst their mother comes. farewell.

[Ereunt, bearing the dead bodies. Chi. Tell us, old man, how shall we be employ'd?

A pavilion, with ta. Tit. Tut, I have work enough for you to do.- SCENE III.The same.

bles, &c. Enter Lucius, Marcus, and Goths, Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine !

with Aaron, prisoner. Enter Publius, and others.

Luc. Uncle Marcus, since 'tis my father's mind, Pub. What's your will ?

That I repair to Rome, I am content. Tit.



these two ? 1 Goth. And ours, with thine, befall what forPub. Thi empress' sons,

tune will. I take them, Chiron and Demetrius.

Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Tit. Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much de

Moor, ceiv'd;

This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil ; The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name: Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him, And therefore bind them, gentle Publius : Till he be brought unto the empress' face, Caius, and Valentine, lay hands on them : For testimony of her foul proceedings : Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour, And see the ambush of our friends be strong : And now I find it; therefore bind them sure; I fear, the emperor means no good to us. And stop their mouths, if they begin to cry. Aar. Some devil whisper curses in mine ear, [Erit Titus. ---Publius, &c. lay hold on Chiron And prompt me, that my tongue may utter forth and Demetrius.

The venomous malice of my swelling heart ! Chi. Villains, forbear; we are the empress' sons. Luc. Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd slave ! Pub. And therefore do we what we are com- | Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.manded. -

(Exeunt Goths, with Aaron. Flourish. Stop close their mouths, let them not speak a word: The trumpets show, the emperor is at hand. Is he sure bound ? look, that you bind them fast.

Enter Saturninus and Tamora, with Tribunes, Re-enter Titus Andronicus, with Lavinia ; she bear

Senators, and others. ing a bason, and he a knife.

Sat. What, hath the firmament more suns than Tit. Come, come, Lavinia ; look, thy foes are

one? bound ;

Luc. What boots2 it thee, to call thyself a sun ? Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to me; Mar. Rome's emperor, and nephew, break3 the But let them hear what fearful words I utter.

parle; O villains, Chiron and Demetrius !

These quarrels must be quietly debated. Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with The feast is ready, which the careful Titus mud;

Hath ordain'd to an honourable end, This goodly summer with your winter mix'd. For peace, for love, for league, and good to Rome: You kill'd her husband; and, for that vile fault, Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your Two of her brothers were condemnd to death :

places. My hand cut off, and made a merry jest :

Sat. Marcus, we will. Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that, more (Haulboys sound. The company sit down at dear

table. Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity, Inhuman traitors, you constrain'd and forc'á. Enter Titus, dressed like a cook, Lavinia, veiled, What would you say, if I should let you speak ?

young Lucius, and others." Titus places the Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace.

dishes on the table. Hark, wretches, how I mean to martyr you. Tit. Welcome, my gracious lord: welcome, This one hand yet is left to cut your throats ;

dread queen; (1) Crust of a raised pye.

(2) Advantage, benefit. (3) i. e. Begin the parley.


Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius; Tell us, what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears, And welcome, all; although the cheer be poor, Or who hath brought the fatal engine in, 'Twill fill your stomachs ; please you eat of it. That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound.

Sat. Why art thou thus attir'd, Andronicus ? My heart is not compact of flint, nor steel ;

Tit. Because I would be sure to have all well, | Nor can I utter all our bitter grief, To entertain your highness, and your empress.

But floods of tears will drown my oratory, Tam. We are beholden to you, good Andronicus. || And break my very utterance; even i’the time Tit. An if your highness knew my heart, you When it should move you to attend me most,

Lending your kind coinmiseration : My lord the emperor, resolve me this;

Here is a captain, let him tell the tale ; Was it well done of rash Virginius,

Your hearts will throb and weep to hear him speak. To slay his daughter with his own right hand, Luc. Then, noble auditory, be it known to you, Because she was enforc'd, stain'd, and deflour'd? | That cursed Chiron and Demetrius Sat. It was, Andronicus.

Were they that murdered our emperor's brother; Tit. Your reason, mighty lord?

And they it were that ravished our sister : Sat. Because the girl should not survive her | For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded ; shame,

Our father's tears despis’d; and basely cozen'd And by her presence still renew his sorrows. Of that true hand, that fought Rome's quarrel out,

Tit. A reason mighty, strong, and effectual; And sent her enemies unto the grave. A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant, Lastly, myself unkindly banished, For me, most wretched, to perform the like :- The gates shut on me, and turn'd weeping out, Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee; To beg relief among Rome's enemies;

[He kills Lavinia. Who drown'd their enmity in my true tears, And, with thy shame, thy father's sorrow die ! And op'd their arms to embrace me as a friend :

Sat. What hast thou done, unnatural, and unkind? || And I am the turn'd-forth, be it known to you, Tit. Kill'd her, for whom my tears have made That have preserv'd her welfare in my blood ; me blind.

And from her bosom took the enemy's point, I am as woful as Virginius was :

Sheathing the steel in my advent'rous body. And have a thousand times more cause than he Alas! you know, I am no vaunter, I; To do this outrage ;--and it is now done. My scars can witness, dumb although they are, Sat. What, was she ravish'd ? tell, who did the That my report is just, and full of truth. deed.

But, soft; methinks, I do digress too much, Tit. Will't please you eat; will't please your|Citing my worthless praise : 0, pardon me ; highness feed?

For when no friends are by, men praise themselves. Tam. Why hast thou slain thine only daughter Mar. Now is my turn to speak; Behold this thus ?

child, Tit. Not I ; 'twas Chiron, and Demetrius :

[Pointing to the child in the arms of an "They ravish'd her, and cut away her tongue,

And they, 'twas they, that did her all this wrong. Of this was Tamora delivered;

Sat. Ġo, fetch them hither to us presently. The issue of an irreligious Moor,
Tit. Why, there they are both, baked in that Chief architect and plotter of these woes ;

The villain is alive in Titus' house,
Whereof their mother daintily hath fed,

Damn'd as he is, to witness this is true. Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred. Now judge, what cause had Titus to revenge Tis true, 'tis true; witness my knife's sharp point. These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience,

(Killing Tamora. Or more than any living man could bear. Sat. Die, frantic wretch, for this accursed deed. Now you have heard the truth, what say you, Ro

(Killing Titus.

mans ? Luc. Can the son's eye behold his father bleed? | Have we done aught amiss ? Shew us wherein, There's meed for meed, death for a deadly deed. And, from the place where you behold us now, {Kills Saturninus. A great tumult. The people The poor remainder of Andronici

in confusion disperse. Marcus, Lucius, Will, hand in hand, all headlong cast us down, and their partisans, ascend the steps be- | And on the ragged stones beat forth our brains, fore Titus's house.

And make a mutual closure of our house. Mar. You sad-fac'd men, people and sons of Speak, Romans, speak; and, if you say, we shall, Rome,

Lo, hand in hand, Lucius and I will fall. By uproar sever'd, like a flight of fowl

Æmil. Come, come, thou reverend man of Rome, Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous gusts, And bring our emperor gently in thy hand, O, let me teach you how to knit again

Lucius our emperor; for, well I know, This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf, The common voice do cry, it shall be so. These broken limbs again into one body.

Rom. [Several speak.) Lucius, all hail ; Rome's Sen. Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself;

royal emperor! And she, whom mighty kingdoms court'sy to, Like a forlorn and desperate cast-away,

Lucius, &c. descend. Do shameful execution on herself.

Mar. Go, go into old Titus' sorrowful house : But if my frosty signs and chaps of age,

{To an Attendant. Grave witnesses of true experience,

And hither hale that misbelieving Moor, Cannot induce you to attend my words, m. To be adjudg'd some direful slaughtering death, Speak, Rome's dear friend; [To Lucius.] as erst || As punishment for his most wicked life. our ancestor,

Rom. (Several speak.) Lucius, all hail; Rome's When with bis solemn tongue he did discourse,

gracious governor! To love-sick Dido's sad attending ear,

Luc. Thanks, gentle Romans; May 1 g-vern so, The story of that baleful burning night,

To heal Rome's harms, and wipe away her wo! When subtle Greeks surpris'd king Priam's Troy ;ll But, gentle people, give me aim awhile,m.

of us

For nature puts me to a heavy task ;

There let him stand, and rave and cry for food : Stand all aloof :-but, uncle, draw you near, If any one relieves or pities him, To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk :

For the offence he dies. This is our doom : O, take this warm kiss on thy pale cold lips, Some stay, to see him fasten'd in the earth.

[Kisses Titus. Aar. O, why should wrath be mute, and fury These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain'd face,

dumb ? The last true duties of thy noble son!

I am no baby, I, that, with base prayers, Mar. Tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss, I should repent the evils I have done; Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips :

Ten thousand, worse than ever yet I did, O, were the sum of these that I should pay Would I perform, if I might have my will ; Countless and infinite, yet would I pay

them! If one good deed in all my life I did, Luc. Come hither, boy ; come, come, and learn I do repent it from my very soul.

Luc. Some loving friends convey the emperor To melt in showers: Thy grandsire lov'd thee well :

Many a time he danc'd thee on his knee, And give him burial in his father's grave:
Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow ; My father, and Lavinia, shall forthwith
Many a matter hath he told to thee,

Be closed in our household's monument.
Meet, and agreeing with thine infancy;

As for that heinous tiger, Tamora, In that respect then, like a loving child,

No funeral rite, nor man in mournful weeds, Shed yet some small drops from thy tender spring, No mournful bell shall ring her burial; Because kind nature doth require it so:

But throw her forth to beasts, and birds of prey: Friends should associate friends in grief and wo: Her life was beast-like, and devoid of pity; Bid him farewell; commit him to the grave; And, being so, shall have like want of pity. Do him that kindness, and take leave of him. See justice done to Aaron, that damn'd Moor, Boy. O grandsire, grandsire ! even with all my|| By whom our heavy haps had their beginning: heart

Then, afterwards, to order well the state; Would I were dead, so you did live again! That like events may ne'er it ruinate. (Exeunt. O lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping; My tears will choke me, if I ope my mouth.

Enter Attendants, with Aaron. 1 Rom. You sad Andronici, have done with woes; All the editors and critics agree in supposing Give sentence on this execrable wretch,

this play spurious. I see no reason for differing That hath been breeder of these dire events. from them; for the colour of the style is wholly Luc. Set him breast-deep in earth, and famish || different from that of the other plays.



PERSONS REPRESENTED. Antiochus, king of Antioch.

Marina, daughter to Pericles and Thaisa. Pericles, prince of Tyre.

Lychorida, nurse to Marina.
two lords of Tyre.

Simonides, king of Pentapolis.

Lords, Ladies, Knights, Gentlemen, Sailors, PiCleon, governor of Tharsus.

rates, Fishermen, and Messengers, &c. Lysimachus, governor of Mitylene. Cerimon, a lord of Ephesus.

Scene, dispersedly in various countries.? Thaliard, a lord of Antioch. Philemon, servant to Cerimon.

(1) That the reader may know through how Leonine, servant to Dionyza. Marshal.

many regions the scene of this drama is dispersed, A Pandar, and his Wife. Boult, their servant.

it is necessary to observe, that Antioch was the Gower, as chorus.

metropolis of Syria ; Tyre a city of Phoenicia, in

Asia ; Tarsus, the metropolis of Cilicia, a country The Daughter of Antiochus.

of Asia Minor; Mitylene, the capitol of Lesbos, Dionyza, wife to Cleon.

an island in the Ægean sea ; and Ephesus, the Thaisa, daughter to Simonides.

capital of Ionia, a country of the Lesser Asia.


The beauty of this sinful dame

Made many princes thither frame, Enter Gower. Before the palace of Antioch.

To seek her as a bed-fellow,

In marriage-pleasures play-fellow : To sing a song of old was sung,

Which to prevent, he made a law From ashes ancient Gower is come;

(To keep her still, and men in awe,)

That whoso ask'd her for his wife, Assuming man's infirmities,

His riddle told not, lost his life : To glad your ear, and please your eyes.

So for her many a wight did die, It hath been sung at festivals,

As yon grim looks do testify.6 On,ember-eves, and holy ales ;3

What now ensues, to the judgment of your eye And lords and ladies of their lives

I give, my cause who best can justify. (Exit. Have read it for restoratives : 'Purpose to make men glorious;

SCENE I.--Antioch. A room in the palace. Et quo antiquius, eo melius.

Enter Antiochus, Pericles, and Attendants. If you, born in these latter times, When wit's more ripe, accept my rhymes, Ant. Young prince of Tyre, you have at large And that to hear an old man sing,

receiv'd May to your wishes pleasure bring, The danger of the task you undertake. I life would wish, and that I might

Per. I have, Antiochus, and with a sonl Waste it for you, like taper-light.

Embolden'd with the glory of her praise, This city then, Antioch the great

Think death no hazard, in this enterprise. (Music. Built up for his chiefest seat;

Ant. Bring in our daughter, clothed like a bride, The fairest in all Syria ;

For the embracements even of Jove himself; (I tell you what mine authors say :) At whose conception (till Lucina reign'd,) This king unto him took a pheere, 4

Nature this dowry gave, to glad her presence, Who died and left a female heir,

The senate-house of planets all did sit,
So buxom, blithe, and full of face,

To knit in her their best perfections.
As heaven had lent her all his grace;
With whom the father liking took,

Enter the Daughter of Antiochus.
And her to incest did provoke :

Per. See, where she comes, apparell'd like the Bad father! to entice his own

spring, To evil, should be done by none.

Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king By custom, what they did begin,

Of every virtue gives renown to men! Was, with long use, accounts no sin.

Her face, the book of praises, where is read

Nothing but curious pleasures, as from thence (1) Chorus, in the character of Gower, an ancient English poet, who has related the story of (5) Accounted. this play in his Confessio Amantis.

(6) Pointing to the scene of the palace gate at (2) i. e. That of old.

(3) Whitsun-ales, &c. Antioch, on which the heads of those unfortunate (4) Wife, the word signifies a mate or companion. I wights were fixed.

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