22882153Knocke at his studie where they say he keepes,

22892154To ruminate strange plots of diere reuenge,

22902155Tell him reuenge is come to ioyne with him,

22912156And worke confusion on his enemies.

22932158Titus. Who doth molest my contemplation?

22942159Is it your tricke to make me ope the dore,

22952160That so my sad decrees may flie away,

22962161And all my studie be to no effect.

22972162You are deceiude, for what I meane to doe,

22982163See here in bloodie lines I haue set downe.

22992164And what is written shall be executed.

23002165Tamora. Titus, I am come to talke with thee.

23012166Titus. No not a word, how can I grace my talke,

23022167Wanting a hand to giue that accord,

23032168Thou hast the odds of me therefore no more.

23042169Tamora. If thou didst know me thou wouldst talk with(me.

23062170Titus. I am not mad, I know thee well enough,

23072171Witnes this wretched stump, witnes these crimson lines,

23092172witnes these trenches made by greefe and care,

23102173witnes the tiring day and heauie night,

23112174witnes all sorrow that I know thee well

23122175For our proud Empresse, mighty Tamora:

23132176Is not thy comming for my other hand.

23142177Tamora. Know thou sad man, I am not Tamora,

23152178Shee is thy enemie, and I thy friend,

23162179I am Reuenge sent from th'infernall Kingdome,

23172180To ease the gnawing vulture of thy minde,

23182181By working wreakfull vengeance on thy foes:

23192182Come downe and welcome me to this worlds light,

23202183Conferre with me of murder and of death,

23212184Ther's not a hollow Caue or lurking place,

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