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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.
    Out of this fell deuouring receptacle,
    990As hatefull as Ocitus mistie mouth.
    Quint. Reach me thy hand, that I may helpe thee out,
    Or wanting strength to doe thee so much good,
    I may be pluckt into the swallowing wombe,
    Of this deepe pit, poore Bassianus graue:
    995I haue no strength to plucke thee to the brinck,
    Martius. Nor I no strength to clime without thy help.
    Quint. Thy hand once more, I will not loose againe,
    Till thou art here aloft or I belowe:
    Thou canst not come to me, I come to thee.

    1000Enter the Emperour and Aron,
    the Moore.

    Saturninus. Along with me, Ile see what hole is here.
    And what he is that now is leapt into it.
    Say who art thou that lately didst descend,
    Into this gaping hollow of the earth.
    1005Martius. The vnhappie sonnes of old Andronicus,
    Brought hither in a most vnluckie houre,
    To finde thy brother Bassianus dead.
    Saturninus. My brother dead, I know thou dost but(iest,
    He and his Ladie both are at the lodge,
    1010Vpon the north side of this pleasant chase,
    Tis not an houre since I left them there.
    Mart. We know not where you left them all aliue,
    But out alas, here haue we found him dead.

    Enter Tamora, Andronicus, and Lucius.

    1015Tamora. Where is my Lord the King?
    King. Here Tamora, though griude with killing griefe.
    Tamora. Where is thy brother Bassianus?
    King. Now to the bottome dost thou search my wound,
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