Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)
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of Titus Andronicus.
¶Ioine with the Gothes, and with reuengefull warre,
¶Take wreake on Rome for this ingratitude,
1900And vengeance on the traitour Saturnine.
¶VVhat haue you met with her?
¶If you will haue reuenge from hell you shall,
¶Titus. He doth me wrong to feede me with delaies,
¶Ile diue into the burning lake belowe,
1910And pull her out of Acaron by the heeles.
¶Marcus we are but shrubs, no Cedars wee,
¶No big-boand-men framde of the Cyclops size,
¶But mettall Marcus, steele to the verie backe,
¶Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs can beare:
¶VVe will sollicite heauen and moue the Gods,
¶Come to this geare, you are a good Archer Marcus,
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He giues them the Arrowes.
1920Ad Iouem, thats for you, here ad Apollonem,
¶Ad Martem, thats for my selfe,
¶Here boy to Pallas, here to Mercurie,
¶To Saturnine, to Caius, not to Saturnine,
1925Too it boy, Marcus loose when I bid,
¶Of my word I haue written to effect,
¶Ther's not a God left vnsollicited.
¶VVee will afflict the Emperour in his pride.
¶Good boy in Virgoes lappe, giue it Pallas.
¶Marcus. My Lord, I aime a mile beyond the Moone,
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