Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)
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of Titus Andronicus.
¶This growing image of thy fiendlike face,
¶A halter Souldiers, hang him on this tree,
¶Aron. Touch not the boy, he is of Roiall bloud.
¶If thou do this, ile shew thee wondrous things,
¶That highly may aduantage thee to heare,
¶If thou wilt not, befall what may befall,
2170Ile speake no more, but vengeance rotte you all.
¶Acts of black night, abhominable deeds,
¶Ruthfull to heare, yet pitteously performde,
¶And this shall all be buried in my death,
¶That graunted, how canst thou beleeue an oath.
¶Aron. VVhat if I doe not, as indeed I do not,
¶Yet for I know thou art religious,
2190VVith twenty popish tricks and ceremonies,
¶Therefore I vrge thy oath, for that I know,
¶An ideot holds his bauble for a God,
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