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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A59525	Titus Andronicus, or, The rape of Lavinia acted at the Theatre Royall : a tragedy, alter'd from Mr. Shakespears works / by Mr. Edw. Ravenscroft.	Ravenscroft, Edward, 1654?-1707.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616. Titus Andronicus.	1687 (1687)	Wing S2949; ESTC R17448	41,406	66

by each Arm as to lift him up And bow this feeble ruine to the Earth If any Power pities wretched tears To that I call what will you kneel with me Do then my Loving Son and my dear Brother For Heaven shall hear our prayers or else our breaths Shall thicken all the Air like a deep mist And stain the Sun with Fog as sometimes Clouds When they do hug him in their reaking bosoms Marcus. O Titus speak with possibility And do not break into these deep extreams Lucius Let reason Govern Sir your Sorrows Titus If there were reason for these Miseries Then within Limits could I Binde my passions When Heaven does weep doth not the Earth o'reflow If the Winds rage doth not the Sea grow mad Threatning the Heavens with its surrow'd brow Wilt thou have reason then weak humane reason When Winds from every point of th' compass blow Keep my mind smooth and calm Heaven guides the Sea Yet that rebells swells and throws billows upward Lu. Dear Sir Go in and try with sleep to moderate your grief Titus No I 'le go in and weep by my Lavicia Marcus. Good Brother do go in but try to sleep We 'l Leade you to the door and then go meet Your Sons e're this returning from the Scaffold Titus Lucius wilt thou go too Lucius That I may see my Brothers e're I part I 'me Banish'd Sir and have not long to stay I 'le help to bring 'em to your aged Arms And then of all that 's Good or dear in Rome I 'le take my Leave at once Titus Do then And tell 'em if my other hand Will do them good I will send them that too Exeunt M L. Enter Junius with an Arrow in 's hand running from Lavinia and she tu suing him Titus Turns back Ivnius Help Grandfather help my Aunt Lavinia Follows me every where I know not why Look Look dear Aunt I know not what you mean. Titus Stand by me Junius do not fear thy Aunt She Loves thee Boy too well to do thee harm Jun. I when my Father is at home she does Titus See Junius see how much she makes of thee What means Lavinia by these signs Can'st thou not guess wherefore she follows thee Jun. Indeed I know not I Unless some fit of frenzy does possess her For I have heard my Uncle Marcus say Extremity of griefs would make men mad That made me fear tho' I know my Aunt Loves me Loves me as dear as e're my Mother did And would not but in Madness fright my Youth Which made me fly from her Titus She Kisses thee in signe she means no harm Lavinia Kisses Jun. Then beckons him to follow going towards the door her self See now she beckons thee Some whither she would have thee go with her Junius Ay when my Father comes or my Uncle To go with us I 'le wait on my Aunt Indeed dear Aunt I will. Titus Stay 'till his Father comes Lucius is not yet gone far But presently he goes to Banishment Junius How far is that Grandfather Titus A Long Journey Junius And must I go with him or stay with you Titus I am going yet a Longer Journey Child Junius But whither Grandfather Titus Titus From whence I came Junius What to the Wars again if my Father goes I 'le have a Sword and go with you too Titus No I am going to rest Junius Oh to Bed. Titus To my Grave to dye Junius Ah! but you shan't dye yet Grandfather I Love you Titus Poor Innocent how he beguils my thoughts Bent strongly to invent a way how thou Lavinia might'st disclose thy Injuries And to our knowledge give the Nature And the Actors of thy Wrongs By the disorder of thy dress I fear Thou wert i' th' Salvage hands of Ravishers Lav. turns her head aside from Titus Turn not thy face away to hide thy Blushes Speak thou by signs for here is none but I And Little Junius knows not what it means Jun. pudles in the Sand with the arrow not minding their Discourse What Roman Lord was it durst do the deed Or play'd not Saturnine the Tarquin with thee Junius Look here Grandfather Titus Interrupt me not Good Boy Jun. Do but tell me Grandfather have I writ your name right Titus Titus Andronicus Reads Writ with his Arrow on the dust O Boy Thou hast Inspir'd me Lend me thy Reed Kneel down Lavinia Junius stand thou by me Observe Observe Lavinia what I'm doing Ti. holds the end of the arrow in his mouth guides it with his wrists and writes on the ground Rape is the word that I have written there Without the help of this one hand that 's left If that was not one cause for which thou mourn'st Then here put forth thy foot and blot it out That sigh and mournfull Look tells me it was Beneath it write the wicked Authors Names Decypher in the Sand as I have done she writs in the same manner as above Heaven guide thy pen to print thy sorrows plain Titus Chiron ` Demetrius Ti. Reads They O ye Gods But lest my dimm and aged eyes deceive me Read thou good Junius what is written there Jun. Rape Chiron Demetrius Jun. reads Titus 'T is so Revenge Revenge ye Gods Revenge Upon the Lustfull Sons of Tamora Enter Marcus Lucius Messenger after them bearing in the two heads of Titus Sons and his hand Marcus. Unhappy Titus Unhappy Marcus Luc. Unhappy Lucius Titus Why are ye thus return'd sadly Exclayming With Ringing hands and Eyes lift up to heaven Have yet the Gods more miseries in store Marcus. Worthy Andronicus ill art thou repay'd For that good hand thou sent'st the Emperour Here are the heads of thy two noble Sons And here 's thy hand in scorn to thee sent back Thy Griefs their sport thy resolution mockt Tit. Now let Hot Aetna cool in Cysillia And be my heart an Ever-Burning Hell These Miseries are more then may be born To weep with them that weep some ease doth give But sorrow flowted at is double death Luc. O that this sight should make so deep a wound And yet detested Life not Shrink away Lucius Kisses one head That ever death should let life bear his name Where life hath no more Interest but to breath Marcus. Alas that kiss is vain and comfortless As frozen water to a Starved snake Ti. When will this fearfull slumber have an End Mar. Now farewell flattery dye Andronicus Thou dost not slumber see thy two Sons heads Thy Warlike hand thy mangl'd Daughter here Thy other Banish'd Son with this sad sight Strook pale and bloodless and I thy Brother E'en like a Marble Image cold and Num. Ah now no more will I controul my griefs Tear off thy silver hair thy other hand Gnawing with thy teeth and be this dismall sight The closing up of our most wretched Eyes Now is a time to rage why art thou still Titus Ha ha ha Mar. Why dost thou laugh it fits not with this hour Titus

Marcus holds the Child as if he wou'd Kill it Give me the Hellish infant Moor now speak Or the young Kid goes after the Old Goat Aron Save but the Child I 'le tell thee wondrous things That highly may advantage you to hear Tam. Moor speak not a word against my honour To save the World. Aron Yes Empress to save that childe I will. The blow is given that will send you soon Both from the shame and Punishment But all shall now be bury'd in my death Unless you swear to me that child shall Live. Mat. Tell on thy Mind thy child shall live Aron Swear that it shall and then I will begin Marc. Whom should we swear by thou believ'st no God. Moor. What if I do not as indeed I do not Yet do I know you are Religious And have a thing within you called Conscience Therefore I urge your Oath for that I know An Idiot holds his bauble for a God And keeps the Oath which by that god he swears Therefore I urge an Oath swear then To save my Boy Nourish and bring him up Or else I will discover nought to thee Mar. By our Gods I swear Moor. And Lucius too swear thou Lucius I swear as Marcus did Moor. First know then I begot him on the Empress Emp. O Luxurious woman Aron Nay this was but a deed of Charity To that which you shall hear of me anon 'T was her two sons that Murder'd Bassianus They Cut Lavinia's tongue and ravish'd her Mar. Barbarous Villains like thy self Aron Indeed I was their tutor to instruct them I train'd thy Nephews to that obscure hole I wrote the Letter which was found And hid the Gold within the Letter mention'd Confederate with the Queen and her two Sons I play'd the cheater for Old Titus hand For this device the Empress gave me twenty Kisses Sweet as were those I had in her Embraces When we were acting Pleasures which produc'd That Little thing where Moor and Goths combin'd And that is it which you have Sworn to save Emp. Stop the Villains Mouth let him speak no more No more such words to my dishonour Tam. I have now no other Son and shou'd Be kind to it in Death let it approach me then The Child is brought to the Empress she Stabs it That I may leave with it my parting Kiss Dye thou off-spring of that Blab-tongu'd Moor. Aron Accursed Empress Tam. Accursed Moor. May that breath be thy last as this is mine dies Aron She has out-done me in my own Art Out-done me in Murder Kill'd her own Child Give it me I 'le eat it Emp. If Spirits Live after our Bodies dye May the good Gods at distance far keep mine From that damn'd Moors and Empress too from thine dies Marcus. Romans from what you have seen and heard Now Judge what cause had Titus to Revenge These Wrongs unspeakable past patience Have we done ought amiss shew us wherein And from the highest Tower of this great Pile The poor remainder of Andronice Will hand in hand all headlong cast us down And on the ragged Stones beat forth our Brains Speak Romans speak and if you say we shall Lucius and I wi● thus Embracing fall Emil. Worthy Marcus and Valiant Lucius Live Lucius Live Emperour of Rome I know it is the wish of all then speak aloud Omnes Lucius all hail Romes Royall Emperour Lucius Thanks Noble Romans All disappear from above But worthy Friends pray give me leave a while For Nature puts me to a heavy task At distance stand but Marcus draw you near To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk O take this warm Kiss on thy pale cold Lips These sorrowful drops upon thy bloud-stayn'd face The last true duty of thy pious Son. Marcus. Tear for Tear and Loving Kiss Thy Brother Marcus tenders on thy Lips. Ian. Ah my poor dear Grandfather Father I cannot speak more for tears Enter All below Emil. You sad Andronici having done with grief Give Sentence on thsi execrable Wretch That sill'd your House with all this Ruine Lucius It was decreed he should expire in flames Around him kindle streight his Funeral Fire The Matter is prepar'd now let it blaze The Fire flames about the Moor. He shall at once be burnt and Rack'd to death Aron Wherefore shou'd Rage be mure and Fury dumb Ten thousand worser ills then e're I did Would I perform if I might have my will. If one good deed in all my Life I did I now repent it from my very heart For proof I do I 'le Curse ye till I dye Vengeance and blewest Plagues consume ye all Marcus. Snarle on and like a Curs ' d fell dog In howlings end thy Life The Scene closes Lucius Now convey the Emp'rour to his Fathers Tomb As for that hatefull Tygress Tamora No Rights nor Funerall Ceremony My Noble Father and Lavinia Shall be closed in our Housaslhold Monument Romans and Friends assist ye all a while When these sad Ceremonies be perform'd Lead me to Empire Crown me if you please But nothing this afflicted heart can ease FINIS