The most lamentable Tragedie
8788Demetrius, with Aron the More, and others as many as can 8989be, then set downe the Coffin, and Titus speakes.
9190Titus. Haile Rome, vi
ctorious in thy mourning weeds,
9291Lo as the Barke that hath di
schargd his fraught,
9392Returnes with pretious lading to the bay,
9493From whence at
fir
st shee wayd her anchorage;
9594Commeth
Andronicus, bound with Lawrell bowes,
9695To re
salute his Countrie with his teares,
9796Teares of true ioy for his returne to Rome,
9897Thou great defender of this Capitoll,
9998Stand gratious to the rights that we entend.
10099Romaines, of
fiue and twenty valiant
sonnes,
101100Halfe of the number that king
Priam had,
102101Behold the poore remaines aliue and dead:
103102The
se that
suruiue, let Rome reward with loue:
104103The
se that I bring vnto their late
st home,
105104With buriall among
st their aunce
stors.
106105Here
Gothes haue giuen me leaue to
sheath my
sword,
107106Titus vnkinde, and careles of thine owne,
108107Why
su
ffer
st thou thy
sonnes vnburied yet,
109108To houer on the dreadfull
shore of
slix,
110109Make way to lay them by their brethren.
112111There greete in
silence as the dead are wont,
113112And
sleepe in peace,
slaine in your Countries warres:
114113O
sacred Receptacle of my ioyes,
115114Sweete Cell of vertue and Nobilitie,
116115How many
sonnes ha
st thou of mine in
store,
117116That thou wilt neuer render to me more.
118117Lucius. Giue vs the prowde
st pri
soner of the
Gothes.
119118That we may hew his limbs and on a pile,
120119Ad manus fratrum,
sacri
fice his
fle
sh:
121120Before this earthy pri
son of their boanes,
122121That
so the
shadows be not vnappeazde,
Nor