Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)
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Enter Titus Andronicus, and his three sonnes.
700making a noise with hounds & hornes.
¶Titus. The hunt is vp the Moone is bright and gray,
¶The fields are fragrant, and the woods are greene,
¶Vncouple here, and let vs make a bay,
¶And wake the Emperour, and his louelie Bride,
705And rowze the Prince, and ring a Hunters peale,
¶That all the Court may eccho with the noise.
¶Sonnes let it be your charge, as it is ours,
¶To attend the Emperours person carefullie:
¶I haue beene troubled in my sleepe this night,
710But dawning day new comfort hath inspirde.
¶Madam to you as many, and as good,
¶I promised your Grace a Hunters peale.
¶Somewhat too earlie for new married Ladies.
725Our Romane hunting.
¶Marcus. I haue Dogges my Lord,
¶And clime the highest promontarie topp.
730Makes way and runnes like swallowes ore the plaine.
¶But hope to plucke a daintie Doe to ground.
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Exeuut.
