Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)
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of Titus Andronicus.
1190That Rome is but a wildernes of tygers?
¶Tygers must pray, and Rome affords no pray
¶But me and mine, how happie art thou then,
¶But who comes with our brother Marcus here?
1195
Enter Marcus with Lauinia.
¶Marcus. Titus, prepare thy aged eies to weepe,
¶Or if not so, thy Noble hart to breake:
1200Marcus. This was thy Daughter.
¶Lucius. Ay mee, this Obiect kils mee.
¶Speake Lauinea, what accursed hand,
1205Hath made thee handles in thy fathers sight?
¶what foole hath added water to the sea?
¶Or brought a faggot to bright burning Troy?
¶My griefe was at the height before thou camst,
¶And now like Nylus it disdaineth bounds.
1210Giue me a sword Ile choppe off my hands too,
¶For they haue fought for Rome, and all in vaine:
¶And they haue nurst this woe, in feeding life:
¶Now all the seruice I require of them,
¶Is that the one will helpe to cut the other,
¶Tis well Lauinia that thou hast no hands,
¶For hands to doe Rome seruice is but vaine.
¶Marcus. Oh that delightfull engine of her thoughts,
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