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  • Title: Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)

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    Author: William Shakespeare
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    Titus Andronicus (Quarto 1, 1594)

    of Titus Andronicus.
    Secure of thunders cracke or lightning flash,
    Aduaunc'd aboue pale enuies threatning reach,
    As when the golden suune salutes the morne,
    560And hauing gilt the Ocean with his beames,
    Gallops the Zodiacke in his glistering Coach,
    And ouer-looks the highest piering hills.
    So Tamora.
    Vpon her wit doth earthly honour wait,
    565And vertue stoops and trembles at her frowne,
    Then Aron arme thy hart, and fit thy thoughts,
    To mount aloft with thy Emperiall Mistris,
    And mount her pitch, whom thou in triumph long
    Hast prisoner held, fettred in amourous chaines,
    570And faster bound to Arons charming eies,
    Than is Prometheus tide to Caucasus.
    Away with slauish weedes and seruile thoughts,
    I will be bright and shine in pearle and golde,
    To wait vpon this new made Emperesse.
    575To wait said I? to wanton with this Queene,
    This Goddesse, this Semerimis, this Nymph,
    This Syren that will charme Romes Saturnine,
    And see his shipwracke, and his Common-weales.
    Hollo, what storme is this?
    Enter Chiron and Demetrius brauing.

    Demetrius. Chiron thy yeares wants wit, thy wits wants
    And manners to intrude where I am grac'd,
    And may for ought thou knowest affected bee.
    Chiron. Demetrius, thou dost ouerweene in all,
    585And so in this, to beare me downe with braues,
    Tis not the difference of a yeare or two
    Makes me lesse gratious, or thee more fortunate:
    I am as able and as fit as thou,
    To serue, and to deserue my Mistris grace,
    590And that my sword vpon thee shall approue,