of Titus Andronicus.
627608Young Lords beware, and
should the Empre
sse know,
628609This di
scords ground, the mu
sicke would not plea
se.
629610Chiron. I care not I, knew
shee and all the world,
630611I loue L
auinia more than all the world.
631612Demetrius. Yongling learne thou to make
some meaner
(choise, 633613L
auinia is thine elder brothers hope.
634614Moore. Why are ye mad? or know yee not in Rome,
635615How furious and impatient they bee,
636616And cannot brooke competitors in loue?
637617I tell you Lords, you doo but plot your deaths,
639619Chiron. Aron, A thou
sand deaths would I propo
se,
640620To atchiue her whom I loue.
641621Aron. To atchiue her how?
642622Demetrius. Why makes thou it
so
strange?
643623Shee is a woman, therefore may be woode,
644624Shee is a woman, therefore may be woonne,
645625Shee is L
auinia, therefore mu
st be loude.
646626What man, more water glideth by the mill
647627Than wots the Miller of, and ea
sie it is,
648628Of a cut loafe to
steale a
shiue we know:
649629Though
Bascianus be the Emperours brother,
650630Better than he haue worne
Vulcaens badge.
651631Moore. I and as good as S
aturninus may.
652632Demetrius. Then why
should he di
spaire that knows to
(court it, 653633With words, faire looks, and liberalitie.
654634What ha
st not thou full often
stroke a Doe,
655635And borne her cleanlie by the Keepers no
se?
656636Moore. Why then it
seemes
some certaine
snatch, or
so
657637Would
serue your turnes.
658638Chiron. I
so the turne were
serued.
659639Demetrius. Aron thou ha
st hit it.
660640Moore. Would you had hit it too,
661641Then
should not we be tirde with this adoo.
662642Why harke ye, harke ye, and are you
such fooles
To