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and humbleness. Sat. How fair the tribune speaks to calm my
[Exeunt the Followers of BASSIANUS, Sat. Friends, that have been thus forward in my
; And to the love and favour of my country Commit myself, my person, and the cause.
[Exeunt the Followers of SATURNINUS. Rome, be as just and gracious unto me, As I am confident and kind to thee. Open the gates, and let me in. Bas. Tribunes! and me, a poor competitor. [Sat, and Bas. go into the Capitol, und ereuse
with Senators, MARCUS, &c.
Enter a Captain, and Others. Cap. Romans, make way; The good Andronicus,
Patron of virtue, Rome's best champion,
Flourish of Trumpets, &c. enter Mutius and Mar
TIUS: after them, two Men bearing a Coffin covered with black; then Quintus and Lucius. After them, Titus ANDRONICUS; and then TAMORA, with ALARBUS, CHIRON, DEMETRIUS, AARON, and other Goths, prisoners ; Soldiers and People, following. The Bearers set down the Coffin, and Titus speaks.
Tit. Hail, Rome, victorious in thy mourning weeds! Lo, as the bark that hath discharg'd her fraught,} Returns with precious lading to the bay, From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage, Cometh Andronicus, bound with laurel boughs, To re-salute his country with his tears ; Tears of true joy for his return to Rome. Thou great defender of this Capitol, Stand gracious to the rights that we intend !Romans, of five and twenty valiant sons, Half of the number that king Priam had, Behold the poor remains, alive, and dead ! These, that survive, let Rome reward with love; These, that I bring unto their latest home, With burial amongst their ancestors : Here Goths have given me leave to sheath my sword. Titus, unkind, and careless of thine own,
4 Jupiter, to whom the Capitol was sacred.
Why suffer'st thou thy sons, unburied yet,
[The Tomb is opered,
Luc. Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths, That we may hew his limbs, and, on a pile, Ad manes fratrum sacrifice his flesh, Before this earthly prison of their bones; That so the shadows be not unappeas'd, Nor we disturb’d with prodigies on earth.s
Tit. I give him you; the noblest that survives, The eldest son of this distressed queen.
Tam. Stay, Roman brethren ;-Gracious conqueror, Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed, A mother's tears in passion for her son : And, if thy sons were ever dear to thee, O, think my son to be as dear to me. Sufficeth not, that we are brought to Rome, To beautify thy triumphs, and return, Captive to thee, and to thy Roman yoke ; But must my sons be slaughter'd in the streets, For valiant doings in their country's cause? 0! if to fight for king and common weal Were piety in thine, it is in these.
s It was supposed that the ghosts of unburied people appeared to solicit the rites of funeral. 6 Suffering.
Andronicus, stain not thy tomb with blood :
Tit. Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me.
Luc. Away with him ! and make a fire straight; And with our swords, upon a pile of wood, Let's hew his limbs, till they be clean consum'd.
[Exeunt LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS, and
MUTIUS, with ALARBUS.
Dem. Oppose not Scythia to ambitious Rome.
Re-enter LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS, and Mo
Tius, with their Swords bloody. Luc. See, lord and father, how we have perform'd
Our Roman rites : Alarbus' limbs are lopp’d,
Tit. Let it be so, and let Andronicus
[Trumpets sounded, and the Coffins laid in the Tomb. In peace
and honour rest you here, my sons ;
Lav. In peace and honour live lord Titus long;
Tit. Kind Rome, that hast thus lovingly reserv'd
longer than fame. VOL. IX.