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Author: William Shakespeare
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Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)


The most Lamentable Tragedie
A Roman now adopted happilie,
And must aduise the Emperour for his good,
This day all quarrels die Andronicus.
And let it be mine honour good my Lord,
520That I haue reconciled your friends and you.
For you Prince Bassianus I haue past
My word and promise to the Emperour,
That you will be more milde and tractable.
And feare not Lords, and you Lauinia,
By my aduise all humbled on your knees,
You shall aske pardon of his Maiestie.
VVee doo, and vowe to Heauen and to his Highnes,
530That what wee did, was mild ie as we might,
Tendring our sisters honour and our owne.
Marcus. That on mine honour here doo I protest.
Saturnine. Away, and talke not, trouble vs no more.
Tamora. Nay, nay sweet Emperor, we must all be friends,
535The Tribune and his Nephews kneele for grace,
I will not be denied, sweete hart looke backe.
Saturnine. Marcus, for thy sake, and thy brothers here,
540And at my louelie Tamoras intreats,
I doo remit these young mens hainous faults,
Stand vp: Lauinia though you left me like a Churle,
I found a friend, and sure as death I swore,
I would not part a Batchiler from the Priest.
545Come if the Emperours Court can feast two Brides,
You are my guest Lauinia and your friends:
This daie shall be a loue-daie Tamora.
Titus. To morrow and it please your Maiestie,
To hunt the Panther and the Hart with me,
550VVith horne and hound, weele giue your grace boniour.
Saturnine. Be it so Titus and gramercie too.
Exeunt.
sound trumpets, manet Moore.
555Aron. Now climeth Tamora Olympus toppe,
Safe out of fortunes shot, and sits aloft,
Secure