22572122But I haue done a thousand dreadfull things,

22582123As willingly as one would kill a flie,

22592124And nothing grieues me hartelie indeede,

22602125But that I cannot doe ten thousand more.

22612126Lucius. Bring downe the Diuell for he must not die,

22622127So sweet a death as hanging presently.

22632128Aron. If there be Diuels would I were a Diuel,

22642129To liue and burne in euerlasting fire,

22652130So I might haue your companie in hell,

22662131But to torment you with my bitter tongue.

22672132Luci. Sirs stop his mouth and let him speake no more.

22692134Goth. My Lord there is a messenger from Rome,

22702135Desiers to be admitted to your presence.

22712136Lucius. Let him come nere.

22722137Welcome Emillius, what's the newes from Rome?

22732138Emil. Lord Lucius, and you Princes of the Gothes,

22742139The Romaine Emperour greets you all by me,

22752140And for he vnderstands you are in Armes,

22762141He craues a Parley at your fathers house,

22772142Willing you to demaund your hostages,

22782143And they shall be immediatly deliuered.

22792144Goth. What saies our Generall.

22802145Luci. Emillius, let the Emperour giue his pledges,

22812146Vnto my Father and my Vnkle Marcus,

22822147And we will come, march away

22842149Tamora. Thus in this strange and sad habilliament,

22852150I will encounter with Andronicus,

22862151And say I am reuenge sent from belowe,

22872152To ioyne with him and right his hainous wrongs,