of Titus Andronicus.
408401So trouble me no more, but get you gone.
4094023. Sonne. He is not with him
selfe, let vs withdraw.
4104032. Sonne. Not I till
Mutius bones be buried.
411404The brother and the sonnes kneele. 412405Marcus. Brother, for in that name doth nature pleade.
4134062. sonne. Father, and in that name doth nature
speake.
414407Titus. Speake thou no more, if all the re
st will
speede.
415408Marcus. Renowmed
Titus, more than halfe my
soule.
416409Lucius. Deare father,
soule and
sub
stance of vs all.
417410Marcus Su
ffer thy brother
Marcus to interre,
418411His Noble Nephew here in vertues ne
st,
419412That died in honour and
Lauinias cau
se.
420413Thou art a Romane, be not barbarous:
421414The Greeks vpon adui
se did burie
Ayax 422415That
slew him
selfe: and wi
se
Laertes sonne,
423416Did gratiou
slie plead for his Funeralls:
424417Let not young
Mutius then that was thy ioy,
425418Be bard his entrance here.
426419Titus. Ri
se
Marcus, ri
se,
427420The di
smal
st day is this that ere I
saw,
428421To be di
shonoured by my
sonnes in Rome:
429422Well burie him, and burie me the next.
430423they put him in the tombe. 431424Lucius. There lie thy bones
sweete
Mutius with thy
(friends, 432425Till wee with Trophees doo adorne thy tombe:
433426they all kneele and say, 434427 No man
shed teares for Noble
Mutius,
435428He liues in fame, that dide in vertues cau
se.
436429 Exit all but Marcus and Titus. 430Marcus. My Lord to
step out of the
se dririe dumps,
437431How comes it that the
subtile Queene of
Gothes,
438432Is of a
sodaine thus aduaunc'd in Rome.
439433Titus. I know not M
arcus, but I know it is.
440434(
Whether by deui
se or no, the heauens can tell.)
441435Is
shee not then beholding to the man,
C That