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A lonely part of the forest.
AARON
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He that | had wit,| would think | that I | had
none,
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To bu|ry so | much^gold | under | a tree,
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And nev|er aft|er to | inher|it it.
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Let^him | that thinks | of me | so ab|jectly,
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Know that | this gold | must coin a stra|tagem,
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Which cun/ningly^|effec|ted, will | beget
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A ve|ry ex|cellent piece | of vil|lany:
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And so | repose | sweet* gold | for their |
unrest,
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That have | their alms | out of | the emp|ress'
chest.
TAMORA
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My love|ly Aar|on, where|fore lookst | thou* sad,
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When eve|rything | doth^make | a glee|ful boast?
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The birds chant mel|ody | on eve|ry bush,
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The snake lies rol|led in | the cheer|ful sun,
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The green leaves qui|ver with | the cool|ing
wind,
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And make | a check|ered shad|ow on | the ground:
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Under their | sweet shade, Aar|on let | us sit,
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And whilst | the bab|bling ech|o mocks | the
hounds,
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Reply|ing shril|ly to the // well-tuned horns,
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As if | a doub|le hunt | were heard | at once,
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Let us | sit^down | and mark | their yelp|ing
noise:
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And aft|er conf|lict, such | as was | supposed,
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The wande|ring prince | and Di|do once | enjoyed,
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When with | a hap|py storm | they were |
surprised,
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And curt|ained with | a couns|el-keep|ing cave,
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We may | each^wreath|ed in | the oth|er's arms,
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(Our* pas|times done) possess | a golden |
slumber,
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Whiles hounds and horns,| and sweet | melo|dious
birds
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Be un|to us,| as is | a nurse|'s song
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Of lul|laby,| to bring | her babe | asleep.
AARON
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Madam,| though* Ven|us gov|ern your | desires,
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Saturn | is dom|ina|tor ov|er mine:
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What sig|nifies | my dead|ly-stand|ing eye,
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My sil/ence and my | cloudy | melan|choly,
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My fleece | of wool|ly hair,| that now | uncurls,
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Even | as an ad|der when | she doth | unroll
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To do | some fat|al ex|ecu|tion?
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No ma/dam, these^|are no | vene|real signs,
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Vengeance is in | my heart,| death in | my hand,
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Blood, and | revenge,| are ham|mering in | my
head.
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Hark Tam/ora*,| the emp|ress of | my soul,
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Which never | hopes more heaven,| than rests | in
thee,
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This is the | day of | doom for | Bassi|anus;
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His Phi|lomel | must lose | her tongue | today,
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Thy sons | make pil/lage of | her chast|ity,
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And wash | their hands | in Bas|sia|nus' blood.
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Seest^thou | this let|ter, take it | up I / pray
thee,
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And give | the king | this fat|al plot|ted
scroll,
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Now ques|tion me | no more,| we are | espied,
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Here comes a par|cel of our | hopeful | booty,
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Which dreads not | yet their | lives'
de|struction.
TAMORA
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Ah my | sweet* Moor:| sweeter | to me | than
life.
AARON
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No more great | empress,|*Bassia|nus comes,
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Be cross | with him,| and I'll go fetch | thy
sons
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To back | thy quar|rel what|soere | they be.
[Exit. Enter BASSIANUS and LAVINIA]
BASSIANUS
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Whom have we | here? Rome's royal | empress,
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Unfurn|ished of | her well-|beseem|ing troop?
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Or is | it Di|an hab/ited | like her,
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Who hath | aban|doned | her ho|ly groves,
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To see | the gene|ral hunt|ing in this | forest?
TAMORA
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Saucy | control|ler of | our priv|ate steps:
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Had I | the power,| that some | say* Di^/an had,
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Thy temp|les should | be plant|ed pres|ently.
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With horns,| as was | Actae|on's; and | the
hounds
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Should^drive | upon | thy new-|transform|ed
limbs,
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Unman/nerly | intru|der as | thou art.
LAVINIA
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Under | your pa|tience | gentle | empress,
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'Tis thought | you have a | goodly | gift in |
horning,
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And to | be doubt|ed, that | your Moor | and you
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Are sing|led forth | to try | exper|iments:
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Jove shield your | husband | from his hounds |
today,
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'Tis pi|ty they | should take | him for | a stag.
BASSIANUS
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Believe | me queen,| your swarth | Cimmer|ian,
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Doth^make | your hon|or of | his bod|y's hue,
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Spotted,| detes|ted, and | abom|inable.
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Why are | you se|questered | from all | your
train?
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Dismoun/ted from your | snow-white good|ly steed,
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And wand|ered hith|er to | an ob/scure plot,
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Accomp|anied | but with | a bar|barous Moor,
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If foul | desire | had not | conduct|ed you?
LAVINIA
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And be|ing in|tercep|ted in your sport,
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Great rea/son that | my noble | lord, be | rated
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For sauc|iness,| I pray | you let | us hence,
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And let | her joy | her rav|en-col|ored love,
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This val|ley fits | the pur|pose pass|ing well.
BASSIANUS
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The king | my broth|er shall have | notice | of
this.
LAVINIA
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Aye, for | these^slips | have made | him not|ed
long,
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Good king,/ to be | so might/ily | abused.
TAMORA
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Why^I | have pa/tience to en|dure all this?
[Enter DEMETRIUS and CHIRON]
DEMETRIUS
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How now, dear | sovereign
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And our | gracious | mother, (tri
with prev)
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Why* doth | your high|ness look | so pale and
wan?
TAMORA
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Have I | not^reas|on think | you to / look pale.
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These two | have 'ticed | me hith|er to / this
place,
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A bar|ren, detes|ted vale | you see | it is.
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The trees though sum|mer, yet | forlorn | and
lean,
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Orecome | with moss,| and bale|ful mist|letoe.
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Here never shines | the sun, here noth|ing
breeds,
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Unless | the night|ly owl,| or fat|al raven:
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And when | they showed | me this | abhor|red pit,
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They told | me here | at dead | time of | the
night,
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A thous|and fiends,| a thous|and his|sing snakes,
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Ten^thous|and swel|ling toads,| as many |
urchins,
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Would make | such fear/ful and | confus|ed cries,
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As an|y mort|al bod|y hear|ing it,
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Should straight | fall mad, or else | die
sud/denly.
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No soon|er had | they told | this hel|lish tale,
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But straight | they told | me they | would bind |
me here,
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Unto | the bod|y of | a dis|mal yew,
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And leave | me to | this mis|era|ble death:
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And then | they called | me foul | adul|teress,
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Lasciv|ious Goth,| and all | the bit|terest terms
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That ev|er ear | did hear | to such | effect.
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And had | you not | by wond|rous for|tune come,
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This ven|geance^on | me had they | exe|cuted:
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Revenge | it, as | you love | your moth|er's
life,
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Or be | ye not | henceforth^|called my |
children.
DEMETRIUS
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This is | a wit|ness that | I am | thy son.
[Stabs BASSIANUS]
CHIRON
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And this | for me,| struck home to show | my
strength.
[Also stabs BASSIANUS, who dies]
LAVINIA
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Aye* come | Semir|amis,| nay bar/barous | Tamora.
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For no | name fits thy | nature | but thy own.
(hex with prev)
TAMORA
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Give me | thy pon|iard, you | shall know | my
boys
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Your moth|er's hand | shall right | your
moth|er's wrong.
DEMETRIUS
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Stay mad/am here | is more | belongs | to her,
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First thrash the corn,| then^aft|er burn | the
straw:
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This^min|ion stood | upon | her chast|ity,
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Upon | her nup|tial vow,| her loy|alty.
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And with | that paint|ed hope,| braves your |
mightiness,
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And shall | she car|ry this | unto | her grave?
CHIRON
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And if | she do,| I would | I were an | eunuch.
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Drag hence her hus|band to / some sec|ret hole,
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And make | his dead | trunk pil/low to | our
lust.
TAMORA
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But when | ye have | the hon|ey we | desire,
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Let^not | this^wasp | outlive us both | to sting.
CHIRON
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I war|rant you mad|am we | will make | that sure:
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Come mis/tress, now*| perforce | we will | enjoy,
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That nice-|preserv|ed hon|esty | of yours.
LAVINIA
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O Tam|ora,| thou bearst | a wom|an's face.
TAMORA
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I will | not hear | her speak,| away | with her.
LAVINIA
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*Sweet^lords | entreat | her hear | me but | a
word.
DEMETRIUS
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Listen | fair* mad|am, let it | be your | glory
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To see | her tears,| but be | your heart | to
them,
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As un|relen|ting flint | to drops | of rain.
LAVINIA
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When did the | tiger's | young ones teach | the
dam?
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O* do | not learn | her wrath,| she taught | it
thee,
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The milk | thou* suckedst | from her | did turn |
to marble,
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Even at | thy teat | thou hadst | thy tyr|anny,
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Yet eve|ry moth|er breeds | not^sons | alike,
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Do thou en|treat her | show a | woman | pity.
CHIRON
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What, wouldst^|thou have me | prove my|self a |
bastard?
LAVINIA
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'Tis true,| the rav|en doth | not^hatch | a lark:
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Yet have | I heard,| Oh could | I find | it now,
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The li|on moved | with pi|ty, did | endure
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To have | his prince|ly paws | pared all away.
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Some* say,| that rav|ens fost|er forlorn |
children,
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The whilst | their own | birds fam/ish in | their
nests:
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Oh be | to me | though* thy / hard heart | say*
no,
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Nothing | so kind | but some|thing pit|iful.
TAMORA
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I know | not what | it means,| away | with her.
LAVINIA
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Oh let | me teach | thee for | my fath|er's sake,
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That gave | thee life | when well | he might |
have slain || thee:
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Be | not ob|durate, op|en thy / deaf ears.
TAMORA
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Hadst thou | in pers|on nere | offend|ed me,
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Even | for his | sake am | I pit|iless.
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Remem|ber boys | I poured | forth tears in vain,
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To save | your broth|er from | the sac|rifice,
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But fierce | Andron|icus | would not | relent,
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Therefore a|way with her,| and use | her as | you
will,
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The worse | to her,| the bet|ter loved | of me.
LAVINIA
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O Tam|ora,| be called | a gent|le queen,
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And with / thine own | hands kill / me in | this
place,
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For 'tis | not life | that I | have begged | so*
long,
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Poor^I | was slain,| when Bas|sian|us died.
TAMORA
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What beggst | thou* then?| Fond wom/an let^|me
go?
LAVINIA
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'Tis pres|ent death | I beg,| and one thing more,
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That wom|anhood | denies | my tongue | to tell:
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Oh keep | me from | their worse | than kil|ling
lust,
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And tum|ble me | into | some loath|some pit,
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Where never | man's eye / may be|hold my | body,
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Do this, and be | a char|itable murd|erer.
TAMORA
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So should | I rob | my sweet | sons of | their
fee,
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No* let | them sat|isfy | their lust | on thee.
DEMETRIUS
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Away,| for thou | hast stayed | us here | too
long.
LAVINIA
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No | grace? \\
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No womanhood?| Ah* beast|ly creat|ure,
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The blot | and en|emy | to our gene|ral name,
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Confu|sion fall--
CHIRON
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Nay then | I'll stop | your mouth
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Bring thou | her hus|band, \\
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This is the | hole where^|Aaron | bid us | hide
him.
[DEMETRIUS throws the body of BASSIANUS into the pit; then exeunt DEMETRIUS
and CHIRON, dragging off LAVINIA]
TAMORA
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Farewell | my sons,| see that | you make | her
sure,
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Nere* let | my heart | know* mer|ry cheer |
indeed,
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Till^all | the Andron|ici | be made | away:
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Now will | I hence | to seek | my love|ly Moor,
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And let | my spleen|ful sons | this trull |
deflower.
[Exit. Enter AARON, with QUINTUS and MARTIUS]
AARON
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Come^on | my lords,| the bet|ter foot | before,
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Straight will | I bring | you to | the loath|some
pit,
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Where^I | espied | the panth|er fast | asleep.
QUINTUS
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My sight | is ve|ry dull | whatere | it bodes.
MARTIUS
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And mine | I prom|ise you,| were it not | for
shame,
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Well could | I leave | our sport | to sleep |
awhile.
[Falls into the pit]
QUINTUS
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What art | thou fallen?| What sub|tle hole | is
this,
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Whose^mouth | is cov|ered with / rude-grow|ing
briers,
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Upon | whose leaves are drops | of new-shed
blood,
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As fresh | as morn|ing dew | distilled | on
flowers?
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A ve|ry fat|al place | it seems | to me:
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Speak broth/er hast | thou hurt | thee with | the
fall?
MARTIUS
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O broth/er, with | the dis|mallst ob|ject
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That || ever | eye with | sight made heart |
lament.
AARON
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Now will | I fetch | the king | to find | them
here,
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That he | thereby may | give^a like|ly guess,
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How* these | were they | that made | away his |
brother.
[Exit]
MARTIUS
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Why dost | not com|fort me | and help | me out,
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From this | unhal/lowed and | blood-stained hole?
QUINTUS
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I am | surprised | with an / uncouth | fear,
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A chil|ling sweat | ore-runs | my trem|bling
joints,
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My heart | suspects | more than | mine eye | can
see.
MARTIUS
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To prove | thou hast | a true-|divin|ing heart,
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Aaron and | thou look down | into | this den,
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And see | a fear|ful sight | of blood | and
death.
QUINTUS
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Aaron | is gone,| and my | compas|sionate heart
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Will not | permit | mine eyes | once to | behold
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The thing | whereat | it tremb|les by | surmise:
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Oh tell | me how | it is,| for nere | till now
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Was I | a child,| to fear | I know | not what.
MARTIUS
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Lord^Bas|sian|us lies | embrew|ed here,
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All on | a heap | like to | a slaught|ered lamb,
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In this de|tested,| dark, blood-drink|ing pit.
QUINTUS
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If it | be dark,| how dost | thou know |'tis he?
MARTIUS
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Upon | his blood|y fing|er he | doth^wear
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A pre|cious ring,| that light|ens all | the hole:
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Which^like | a tap|er in / some mon|ument,
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Doth^shine | upon | the dead man's earth|y
cheeks,
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And shows | the rag|ged en|trails of | the pit:
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So pale | did shine | the moon | on Py|ramus,
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When he | by night | lay* bathed | in maid|en
blood:
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O broth|er help | me with | thy faint|ing hand.
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If fear | hath made | thee faint,| as me | it
hath,
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Out of | this fell | devour|ing recep|tacle,
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As hate|ful as | Cocy|tus' mis|ty mouth.
QUINTUS
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Reach me | thy hand,| that I | may help | thee
out,
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Or want|ing strength | to do | thee so |
much^good,
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I may | be plucked | into the | swallow|ing womb,
2
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Of this deep | pit, poor Bas|sian|us' grave:
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I have | no strength | to pluck | thee to | the
brink.
MARTIUS
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Nor^I | no* strength | to climb | without | thy
help.
QUINTUS
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Thy hand | once^more,| I will / not loose |
again,
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Till thou | art here | aloft,| or I | below,
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Thou canst | not come | to me,| I come | to thee.
[Falls in. Enter SATURNINUS with AARON]
SATURNINUS
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Along | with me,| I'll see | what hole | is here,
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And what | he is | that now | is leaped | into
it.
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Say, who^|art thou*| that late|ly didst |
descend,
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Into | this gap|ing hol|low of | the earth?
MARTIUS
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The unhap|py son | of old | Andron|icus,
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Brought hith/er in | a most | unluck|y hour,
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To find | thy broth|er Bas|sian|us dead.
SATURNINUS
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My broth|er dead?| I know | thou dost | but jest,
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He and | his la|dy both | are at | the lodge,
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Upon | the north | side of | this pleas|ant
chase,
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'Tis not | an hou|r since | I left | him there.
MARTIUS
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We know | not^where | you left | him all | alive.
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But out | alas,| here have | we found | him dead.
[Enter TAMORA, with Attendants; TITUS ANDRONICUS, and Lucius]
TAMORA
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Where is | my lord | the king? \\
SATURNINUS
, ,
, , ,
Here Tam/ora,| though grieved | with kil|ling
grief.
TAMORA
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o
Where is | thy broth|er Bas|sian|us?
SATURNINUS
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, , ,
,
Now to | the bot|tom dost | thou search | my
wound,
T T Tx ,
T T T
Poor Bassian|us here | lies murdered.
TAMORA
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Then all | too* late | I bring | this fat|al
writ,
, ,
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,
The com|plot of | this time|less trag|edy.
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And wond|er great|ly that / man's face | can
fold,
, ,
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,
In pleas|ing smiles | such^murd|erous tyr|anny.
SATURNINUS
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, , ,
And if | we miss | to meet | him hand|somely,
, ,
, ,
,
Sweet* hunts|man, Bas|sian|us 'tis | we mean,
, ,
, ,
,
Do thou | so much | as dig | the grave | for him,
,
, ,
, ,
Thou* knowst | our mean|ing, look | for thy |
reward
,
, , ,
,
Among | the net|tles at | the eld|er tree:
,
, , ,
,
Which^ov|ershades | the mouth | of that / same
pit,
, 2
, ,
, ,
Where we de|creed to | bury | Bassi|anus.
T T . T
, , ,
Do this and purch|ase us | thy last|ing friends.
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,
O Tam/ora,| was ev|er heard | the like?
,
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, ,
This is | the pit,| and this | the eld|er-tree,
,
, , ,
,
Look sirs^,|if you | can find | the hunts|man
out,
,
, , ,
,
That should | have murd|ered Bas|sian|us here.
AARON
,
, ,
, ,
My gra|cious lord | here is | the bag | of gold.
SATURNINUS
, 2
T T T
, ,
Two of thy | whelps, fell curs | of blood|y kind
, ,
, , ,
Have here | bereft | my broth|er of | his life;
, ,
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,
Sirs drag / them from | the pit | unto the |
prison,
, ,
, , ,
There* let | them bide | until | we have |
devised
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, ,
Some^nev|er-heard-|of tor|turing pain | for them.
TAMORA
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, ,
,
What are | they in | this pit,| O* wond|rous
thing!
, , ,
, ,
How eas|ily | murder | is dis|covered?
TITUS ANDRONICUS
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,
High emp/eror,| upon | my feeb|le knee,
, ,
, ,
,
I beg | this boon,| with tears,| not light|ly
shed,
, ,
, ,
,
That this | fell fault / of my | accurs|ed sons,
,
, ,
, ,
Accurs|ed, if | the fault | be proved | in them.
SATURNINUS
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If it | be proved?| You see | it is | appar||ent,
, ,
, , 2
2 ,
Who | found this | letter,| Tamora | was it you?
TAMORA
, , ,
, ,
Andron|icus | himself | did take | it up.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
,
, ,
, ,
I did | my lord,| yet let | me be | their bail,
, ,
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,
For by | my fath|er's reve|rend tomb | I vow
,
, , ,
,
They shall | be read|y at | your high|ness' will,
, ,
, , ,
To ans|wer their | suspi|cion with | their lives.
SATURNINUS
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, , ,
Thou shalt | not bail | them, see | thou fol|low
me:
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, 2 ->
Some^bring | the murd|ered bo|dy, some | the
murd||erers,
, ,
2 , ,
,
Let | them not | speak^a word,| the guilt | is
plain,
, ,
, , ,
For by | my soul,| were there / worse end | than
death,
, ,
, , ,
2->
That end | upon | them should | be ex|ecut||ed.
TAMORA
, , ,
, ,
Andron|icus | I will | entreat | the king;
, ,
, , ,
Fear* not | thy sons,| they shall | do well |
enough.
TITUS ANDRONICUS
T Tx
T T T . T
,
Come Lucius come,| stay not to talk | with them.
[Exeunt]