The most Lamentable Tragedie
19331795Your letter is with
Iubiter by this.
19341796Titus. Ha, ha,
Publius, Publius, what ha
st thou done?
19351797See,
see, thou ha
st shot o
ff one of
Taurus hornes.
19361798Marcus. This was the
sport my Lord, when
Publius shot
19371799The Bull being galde, gaue
Aries such a knocke,
19381800That downe fell both the Rams hornes in the Court,
19391801And who
should
finde them but the Empre
sse villaine:
19401802Shee laught, and tolde the M
oore hee
should not choo
se,
19411803But giue them to his Ma
ster for a pre
sent.
19421804Titus. Why there it goes, God giue his Lord
ship ioy.
19431805Enter the Clowne with a basket and two pidgeons in it.
19441806Clowne. Newes, newes from heauen,
19461808Titus. Sirra what tidings, haue you any letters,
19471809Shall I haue iu
stice, what
saies
Iubiter?
19481810Clowne. Ho the Gibbetmaker? Hee
saies that he hath
19491811taken them downe againe, for the man mu
st not be hangd
19511813Titus. But what
saies
Iubiter I aske thee?
19521814Clowne. Alas
sir, I know not
Iubiter,
19531815I neuer dranke with him in all my life.
19541816Titus. Why villaine art not thou the Carrier.
19551817Clowne. I of my pidgeons
sir, nothing els.
19561818Titus. Why did
st thou not come from heauen?
19571819Clowne. From heauen, alas
sir, I neuer came there,
19581820God forbid I
should be
so bolde, to pre
sse to heauen in my
1822Why I am going with my pidgeons to the tribunall
19601823 Plebs, to take vp a matter of brawle betwixt my Vncle,
19621825Marcus. Why
sir, that is as
fit as can bee to
serue for
19631826 your Oration, and let him deliuer the pidgeons to the
Titus.