Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)
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The most Lamentable Tragedie
160VVith opportunitie of sharpe reuenge
¶Vpon the Thracian Tyrant in his Tent,
¶May fauour Tamora the Queene of Go thes,
¶(VVhen Gothes were Gothes, and Tamora was Queene,)
¶To quit the bloodie wrongs vpon her foes.
165
Enter the sonnes of Andronicus againe.
¶Lucius. See Lord and father how we haue performd
¶Our Romane rights, Alarbus limbs are lopt,
170Remaineth nought but to interre our brethren,
¶And with lowd larums welcome them to Rome.
175
Sound Trumpets, and lay the Coffin in the Tombe.
¶Secure from worldly chaunces and mishaps:
180Here grow no damned drugges, here are no stormes,
¶
Enter Lauinia.
¶In peace and honour, liue Lord Titus long,
185My Noble Lord and father liue in fame:
¶Lo at this Tombe my tributarie teares,
¶I render for my brethrens obsequies:
¶And at thy feete I kneele, with teares of ioy
¶Shed on this earth, for thy returne to Rome,
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