14331386Thou art an Exile, and thou must not stay,

14341387Hie to the Gothes and raise an armie there,

14351388And if yee loue me as I thinke you doe,

14361389Lets kisse and part for we haue much to doe.

14381391Lucius. Farewell Andronicus my Noble Father,

14391392The woefulst man that euer liude in Rome:

14401393Farewell proud Rome till Lucius come againe,

14411394He loues his pledges dearer than his life:

14421395Farewell Lauinia my Noble sister,

14431396O would thou wert as thou tofore hast beene,

14441397But now nor Lucius nor Lauinia liues,

14451398But in obliuion and hatefull greefes:

14461399If Lucius liue, he will requite your wrongs,

14471400And make proud Saturnine and his Emperesse,

14481401Beg at the gates like Tarquin and his Queene.

14491402Now will I to the Gothes and raise a powre,

14501403To bee reuengd on Rome and Saturnine.

15441409Puer. Help Grandsier helpe, my Aunt Lauinia,

15451410Followes me euerie where I know not why.

15461411Good Vnckle Marcus see how swift shee comes,

15471412Alas sweet Aunt I know not what you meane.

15481413Marcus. Stand by me Lucius, doe not feare thine Aunt.

15491414Titus. She loues thee boy too well to doe thee harme.

15501415Puer. I when my Father was in Rome she did.

15511416M. What meanes my Neece Lauinia by these signes.

15521417Tit. Feare her not Lucius, somewhat doth she meane,