of Titus Andronicus.
765744Moore. Maddam, though
Venus gouerne your de
sires,
767745S
aturne is dominator ouer mine:
768746What
signi
fies my deadlie
standing eie,
769747My
silence, ann my clowdie melancholie,
770748My
fleece of wollie haire that now vncurles,
771749Euen as an Adder when
shee doth vnrowle,
772750To doo
some fatall execution.
773751No Maddam, the
se are no veneriall
signes,
774752Vengeance is in my hart, death in my hand,
775753Blood and reuenge are hammering in my head.
776754Harke
Tamora the Empre
sse of my
soule,
777755Which neuer hopes more heauen than re
sts in thee,
778756This is the daie of doome for
Bassianus,
779757His
Philomel mu
st loo
se her tongue to daie,
780758hy
sonnes make pillage of her cha
sttitie,
781759And wa
sh their hands in
Bascianus blood.
782760See
st thou this letter? take it vp I pray thee,
783761And giue the king this fatall plotted
scrowle.
784762Now que
stion me no more we are e
spied,
785763Here comes a parcell of our hopefull
bootie,
786764Which dreads not yet their liues de
stru
ction.
787765Enter Bascianus, and Lauinia. 788766Tamora. Ah my
sweete M
oore,
sweeter to me than life.
790767Moore. No more great Empre
sse,
Bascianus comes,
791768Be cro
sse with him, and Ile goe fetch thy
sonnes
792769To backe thy quarrels what
soere they bee.
793770Bascianus. who haue we here? Romes Royall Empre
sse,
795771Vnfurni
sht of her well be
seeming troope?
796772Or is it
Dian habited like her,
797773Who hath abandoned her holie groues,
798774To
see the generall hunting in this Forre
st?
799775Tamora. Sawcie controwler of my priuate
steps,
800776Had I the powre that
some
say
Dian had,
801777Thy temples
should be planted pre
sentlie,
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