The most Lamentable Tragedie
20591922Of high re
solued men, bent to the
spoile,
20601923They hither march amaine, vnder condu
ct 20611924Of L
ucius,
sonne to old
Andronicus,
20621925Who threats in cour
se of this reuenge, to doe
20641927King. Is warlike L
ucius Generall of the
Gothes,
20651928The
se tidings nip me, and I hang the head
20661929As
flowers with fro
st, or gra
sse beat downe with
stormes.
20671930I now begins our
sorrowes to approch,
20681931Tis he the common people loue
so much,
20691932My
selfe hath often heard them
say,
20701933When I haue walked like a priuate man,
20711934That
Lucius bani
shment was wrongfullie,
20721935And they haue wi
sht that L
ucius were their Emperour.
20731936Tamora. why
should you feare, is not your Citie
strong?
20741937King. I but the Citizens fauour L
ucius,
20751938And will reuolt from me to
succour him.
20761939Tamora. King Be thy thoughts imperious like thy name,
20771940Is the
sunne dimde, that Gnats doe
flie in it,
20781941The Eagle
su
ffers little birds to
sing,
20791942And is not carefull what they meane thereby,
20801943Knowing that with the
shadow of his winges,
20811944He can at plea
sure
slint their mrlodie.
20821945Euen
so maie
st thou the giddie men of Rome,
20831946Then cheare thy
spirit for know thou Emperour,
20841947I will inchaunt the old
Andronicus,
20851948With words more
sweete and yet more dangerous
20861949Then baites to
fish, or honnie
stalkes to
sheepe,
20871950When as the one is wounded with the bait,
20881951The other rotted with delicious
seede.
20891952King. But he will not intreat his
sonne for vs.
20901953Tamora. If
Tamora intreat him than he will,
20911954For I can
smooth and
fill his aged eares,
20921955With golden promi
ses, that were his hart
20931956Almo
st impregnable, his old yeares deafe,
Yet