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Tit. Ha! Publius, Publius, what hast thou done? See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns. Mar. This was the sport, my lord. When Publius
shot, The bull, being galled, gave Aries such a knock, That down fell both the ram's horns in the court; And who should find them but the empress' villain ? She laughed, and told the Moor, he should not choose But give them to his master for a present. Tit. Why, there it goes ; God give your lordship
joy. Enter a Clown, with a basket and two pigeons. News, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come. Sirrah, what tidings ? have you any letters ? Shall I have justice? what says Jupiter ?
Clo. Ho! the gibbet-maker? He says, that he hath taken them down again, for the man must not be hanged till the next week.
Tit. But what says Jupiter, I ask thee ? Clo. Alas, sir, I know not Jupiter ; I never drank with him in all my life.
Tit. Why, villain, art not thou the carrier ?
Clo. From heaven? Alas, sir, I never came there. God forbid, I should be so bold to press to heaven in my young days. Why, I am going with my pigeons to the tribunal plebs, to take up a matter of brawl betwixt my uncle and one of the emperial's men.
Mar. Why, sir, that is as fit as can be, to serve for your oration ; and let him deliver the pigeons to the emperor from you. Tit. Tell me, can you deliver an oration to the em
with a grace? Clo. Nay, truly, sir, I could never say grace in all my
peror with a
1 The clown means to say, plebeian tribune ; i. e. tribune of the people. Hanmer supposes that he means tribunus plebis.
Tit. Sirrah, come hither. Make no more ado, But give your pigeons to the emperor; By me thou shalt have justice at his hands. Hold, hold ;-meanwhile, here's money for thy
charges. Give me a pen and ink.Sirrah, can you with a grace deliver a supplication ?
Clo. Ay, sir.
Tit. Then here is a supplication for you. And when you come to him, at the first approach, you must kneel; then kiss his foot; then deliver up your pigeons ; and then look for your reward ; I'll be at hand, sir. See you do it bravely.
Clo. I warrant you, sir; let me alone.
Tit. Sirrah, hast thou a knife ? Come, let me see it.
Clo. God be with you, sir ; I will
SCENE IV. The same. Before the Palace.
Enter SATURNINUS, TAMORA, CHIRON, DEMETRIUS,
Lords, and others; SATURNINUS with the arrows in his hand that Titus shot. Sat. Why, lords, what wrongs are these? Was ever
seen An emperor of Rome thus overborne, Troubled, confronted thus; and, for the extent Of egal' justice, used in such contempt? My lords, you know, as do the mightful gods, However these disturbers of our peace Buzz in the people's ears, there nought hath passed, But even with law, against the wilful sons
Of old Andronicus. And what an if
Tam. My gracious lord, my lovely Saturnine,
Clo. Yes, forsooth, an your mistership be imperial.
good den.— I have brought you a letter, and a couple of pigeons here.
[Sat. reads the letter. Sat. Go, take him away, and hang him presently. Clo. How much money must I have ? Tam. Come, sirrah, you must be hanged.
Clo. Hanged ! by'r lady, then I have brought up a neck to a fair end.
[Exit, guarded. Sat. Despiteful and intolerable wrongs ! Shall I endure this monstrous villany? I know from whence this same device proceeds; May this be borne ?—as if his traitorous sons, That died by law for murder of our brother, Have by my means been butchered wrongfully.Go, drag the villain hither by the hair ; Nor age, nor honor, shall shape privilege. For this proud mock, I'll be thy slaughterman ; Sly, frantic wretch, that holp'st to make me great, In hope thyself should govern Rome and me.
Sat. Is warlike Lucius general of the Goths ?
Sat. Ay, but the citizens favor Lucius;
Tam. King, be thy thoughts imperious, like thy
Is the sun dimned, that gnats do fly in it?
Sat. But he will not entreat his son for us.
Tam. If Tamora entreat him, then he will;
Sat. Æmilius, do this message honorably;
1 i. e. imperial.
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