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mix'd。 You kill'd her husband； and for that vile fault Two of her brothers
were condemn'd to death； My hand cut off and made a merry jest； Both
her sweet hands； her tongue； and that more dear Than hands or tongue； her
spotless chastity； Inhuman traitors； you constrain'd and forc'd。 What would
you say； if I should let you speak？ Villains； for shame you could not beg
for grace。 Hark； wretches！ how I mean to martyr you。 This one hand yet is
left to cut your throats； Whiles that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth hold
The basin that receives your guilty blood。 You know your mother means to
feast with me； And calls herself Revenge； and thinks me mad。 Hark；
villains！ I will grind your bones to dust； And with your blood and it I'll
make a paste； And of the paste a coffin I will rear； And make two pasties
of your shameful heads； And bid that strumpet； your unhallowed dam；
Like to the earth； swallow her own increase。 This is the feast that I have
bid her to； And this the banquet she shall surfeit on； For worse than
Philomel you us'd my daughter； And worse than Progne I will be reveng'd。
And now prepare your throats。 Lavinia； come； Receive the blood； and
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when that they are dead； Let me go grind their bones to powder small； And
with this hateful liquor temper it； And in that paste let their vile heads be
bak'd。 Come； come； be every one officious To make this banquet； which I
wish may prove More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast。 ＇He cuts
their throats＇ So。 Now bring them in； for I will play the cook； And see
them ready against their mother comes。 Exeunt； bearing the dead bodies
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SCENE III。 The court of TITUS' house
Enter Lucius； MARCUS； and the GOTHS； with AARON prisoner； and
his CHILD in the arms of an attendant
LUCIUS。 Uncle Marcus； since 'tis my father's mind That I repair to
Rome； I am content。 FIRST GOTH。 And ours with thine； befall what
fortune will。 LUCIUS。 Good uncle； take you in this barbarous Moor； This
ravenous tiger； this accursed devil； Let him receive no sust'nance； fetter
him； Till he be brought unto the Empress' face For testimony of her foul
proceedings。 And see the ambush of our friends be strong； I fear the
Emperor means no good to us。 AARON。 Some devil whisper curses in my
ear； And prompt me that my tongue may utter forth The venomous malice
of my swelling heart！ LUCIUS。 Away； inhuman dog； unhallowed slave！
Sirs； help our uncle to convey him in。 Exeunt GOTHS with AARON。
Flourish within The trumpets show the Emperor is at hand。
Sound trumpets。 Enter SATURNINUS and TAMORA； with
AEMILIUS； TRIBUNES； SENATORS； and others
SATURNINUS。 What； hath the firmament more suns than one？
LUCIUS。 What boots it thee to can thyself a sun？ MARCUS。 Rome's
Emperor； and nephew； break the parle； These quarrels must be quietly
debated。 The feast is ready which the careful Titus Hath ordain'd to an
honourable end； For peace； for love； for league； and good to Rome。 Please
you； therefore； draw nigh and take your places。 SATURNINUS。 Marcus；
we will。 ＇A table brought in。 The company sit down＇
Trumpets sounding； enter TITUS like a cook； placing the dishes； and
LAVINIA with a veil over her face； also YOUNG LUCIUS； and others
TITUS。 Welcome； my lord； welcome； dread Queen； Welcome； ye
warlike Goths； welcome； Lucius； And welcome all。 Although the cheer be
poor； 'Twill fill your stomachs； please you eat of it。 SATURNINUS。 Why
art thou thus attir'd； Andronicus？ TITUS。 Because I would be sure to have
all well To entertain your Highness and your Empress。 TAMORA。 We are
beholding to you； good Andronicus。 TITUS。 An if your Highness knew my
heart； you were。 My lord the Emperor； resolve me this： Was it well done of
rash Virginius To slay his daughter with his own right hand； Because she
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was enforc'd； stain'd； and deflower'd？ SATURNINUS。 It was； Andronicus。
TITUS。 Your reason； mighty lord。 SATURNINUS。 Because the girl should
not survive her shame； And by her presence still renew his sorrows。
TITUS。 A reason mighty； strong； and effectual； A pattern； precedent； and
lively warrant For me； most wretched； to perform the like。 Die； die；
Lavinia； and thy shame with thee； ＇He kills her＇ And with thy shame thy
father's sorrow die！ SATURNINUS。 What hast thou done； unnatural and
unkind？ TITUS。 Kill'd her for whom my tears have made me blind。 I am
as woeful as Virginius was； And have a thousand times more cause than he
To do this outrage； and it now is done。 SATURNINUS。 What； was she
ravish'd？ Tell who did the deed。 TITUS。 Will't please you eat？ Will't please
your Highness feed？ TAMORA。 Why hast thou slain thine only daughter
thus？ TITUS。 Not I； 'twas Chiron and Demetrius。 They ravish'd her； and
cut away her tongue； And they； 'twas they； that did her all this wrong。
SATURNINUS。 Go； fetch them hither to us presently。 TITUS。 Why； there
they are； both baked in this pie； Whereof their mother daintily hath fed；
Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred。 'Tis true； 'tis true： witness my
knife's sharp point。 ＇He stabs the EMPRESS＇ SATURNINUS。 Die； frantic
wretch； for this accursed deed！ ＇He stabs TITUS＇ LUCIUS。 Can the son's
eye behold his father bleed？ There's meed for meed； death for a deadly
deed。 ＇He stabs SATURNINUS。 A great tumult。 LUCIUS； MARCUS； and
their friends go up into the balcony＇ MARCUS。 You sad…fac'd men； people
and sons of Rome； By uproars sever'd； as a flight of fowl Scatter'd by
winds and high tempestuous gusts？ O； let me teach you how to knit again
This scattered corn into one mutual sheaf； These broken limbs again into
one body； Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself； And she whom mighty
kingdoms curtsy to； Like a forlorn and desperate castaway； Do shameful
execution on herself。 But if my frosty signs and chaps of age； Grave
witnesses of true experience； Cannot induce you to attend my words； ＇To
Lucius＇ Speak； Rome's dear friend； as erst our ancestor；
When with his solemn tongue he did discourse To love…sick Dido's
sad atte