Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)
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Themost Lamentable Tragedie
730Makes way and runnes like swallowes ore the plaine.
¶But hope to plucke a daintie Doe to ground.
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Exeuut.
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Enter Aron alone.
¶Moore. He that had wit, would thinke that I had none,
735To burie so much gold vnder a tree,
¶And neuer after to inherit it.
¶Let him that thinks of me so abiectlie,
¶VVhich cunninglie effected will beget,
740A verie excellent peece of villanie:
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Enter Tamora alone to the Moore.
¶VVhen euerie thing dorh make a gleefull bost?
¶The birds chaunt melodie on euerie bush,
¶The greene leaues quiuer with the cooling winde,
750And make a checkerd shadow on the ground:
¶And whilst the babling eccho mocks the hounds,
¶Replying shrillie to the well tun'd hornes,
¶As if a double hunt were heard at once,
¶The wandring Prince and Dido once inioyed,
¶And curtaind with a counsaile-keeping Caue,
760VVe may each wreathed in the others armes,
¶VVhiles hounds and hornes, and sweete mellodious birds
¶Be vnto vs as is a Nurces song
¶Of Lullabie, to bring her Babe a sleepe.
Moore,
