Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)
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Themost Lamentable Tragedie
¶VVelcome yee warlike Gothes, welcome Lucius,
2530And welcome all although the cheare be poore,
¶King. VVhy art thou thus attired Andronicus?
2535Tamora. VVe are beholding to you good Andronicus,
¶Titus. And if your highnes knew my hart you were,
¶My Lord the Emperour resolue me this,
¶VVas it well done of rash Virginius
¶To slay his daughter with his owne right hand
¶King. It was Andronicus.
¶A patterne president, and liuelie warrant,
¶For me most wretched to performe the like,
¶Die, die, Lauinia and thy shame with thee,
¶Tit. Kild her for whom my teares haue made me blind.
¶I am as woefull as Virginius was,
2555To doe this outrage, and it now is done.
¶Titus. Not I, twas Chiron, and Demetrius,
2560They Rauisht her and cut away her tongue,
¶And they, twas they, that did her all this wrong.
¶Titus. VVhy there they are both baked in this Pie.
¶VVhereof their Mother daintilie hath fed,
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