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received for the Emperor's heir And substituted in the place of mine； To
calm this tempest whirling in the court； And let the Emperor dandle him
for his own。 Hark ye； lords。 You see I have given her physic； ＇Pointing to
the NURSE＇ And you must needs bestow her funeral； The fields are near；
and you are gallant grooms。 This done； see that you take no longer days；
But send the midwife presently to me。 The midwife and the nurse well
made away； Then let the ladies tattle what they please。 CHIRON。 Aaron； I
see thou wilt not trust the air With secrets。 DEMETRIUS。 For this care of
Tamora； Herself and hers are highly bound to thee。
Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON； bearing off the dead NURSE
AARON。 Now to the Goths； as swift as swallow flies； There to
dispose this treasure in mine arms； And secretly to greet the Empress'
friends。 Come on； you thick…lipp'd slave； I'll bear you hence； For it is you
that puts us to our shifts。 I'll make you feed on berries and on roots； And
feed on curds and whey； and suck the goat； And cabin in a cave； and bring
you up To be a warrior and command a camp。 Exit with the CHILD
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SCENE III。 Rome。 A public place
Enter TITUS； bearing arrows with letters on the ends of them； with
him MARCUS； YOUNG LUCIUS； and other gentlemen； PUBLIUS；
SEMPRONIUS； and CAIUS； with bows
TITUS。 Come； Marcus； come； kinsmen； this is the way。 Sir boy； let
me see your archery； Look ye draw home enough； and 'tis there straight。
Terras Astrea reliquit； Be you rememb'red； Marcus； she's gone； she's fled。
Sirs； take you to your tools。 You； cousins； shall Go sound the ocean and
cast your nets； Happily you may catch her in the sea； Yet there's as little
justice as at land。 No； Publius and Sempronius； you must do it； 'Tis you
must dig with mattock and with spade； And pierce the inmost centre of the
earth； Then； when you come to Pluto's region； I pray you deliver him this
petition。 Tell him it is for justice and for aid； And that it comes from old
Andronicus； Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome。 Ah； Rome！ Well；
well； I made thee miserable What time I threw the people's suffrages On
him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me。 Go get you gone； and pray be careful
all； And leave you not a man…of…war unsearch'd。 This wicked Emperor
may have shipp'd her hence； And； kinsmen； then we may go pipe for
justice。 MARCUS。 O Publius； is not this a heavy case； To see thy noble
uncle thus distract？ PUBLIUS。 Therefore； my lords； it highly us concerns
By day and night t' attend him carefully； And feed his humour kindly as
we may Till time beget some careful remedy。 MARCUS。 Kinsmen； his
sorrows are past remedy。 Join with the Goths； and with revengeful war
Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude； And vengeance on the traitor
Saturnine。 TITUS。 Publius； how now？ How now； my masters？ What； have
you met with her？ PUBLIUS。 No； my good lord； but Pluto sends you word；
If you will have Revenge from hell； you shall。 Marry； for Justice； she is so
employ'd； He thinks； with Jove in heaven； or somewhere else； So that
perforce you must needs stay a time。 TITUS。 He doth me wrong to feed
me with delays。 I'll dive into the burning lake below And pull her out of
Acheron by the heels。 Marcus； we are but shrubs； no cedars we； No big…
bon'd men fram'd of the Cyclops' size； But metal； Marcus； steel to the very
back； Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs can bear； And； sith
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there's no justice in earth nor hell； We will solicit heaven； and move the
gods To send down justice for to wreak our wrongs。 Come； to this gear。
You are a good archer； Marcus。 ＇He gives them the arrows＇ 'Ad Jovem'
that's for you； here 'Ad Apollinem。' 'Ad Martem' that's for myself。 Here；
boy； 'To Pallas'； here 'To Mercury。' 'To Saturn；' Caius… not to Saturnine：
You were as good to shoot against the wind。 To it； boy。 Marcus； loose
when I bid。 Of my word； I have written to effect； There's not a god left
unsolicited。 MARCUS。 Kinsmen； shoot all your shafts into the court； We
will afflict the Emperor in his pride。 TITUS。 Now； masters； draw。 ＇They
shoot＇ O； well said； Lucius！ Good boy； in Virgo's lap！ Give it Pallas。
MARCUS。 My lord； I aim a mile beyond the moon； Your letter is with
Jupiter by this。 TITUS。 Ha！ ha！ Publius； Publius； hast thou done？ See； see；
thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns。 MARCUS。 This was the sport； my
lord： when Publius shot； The Bull； being gall'd； 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 laugh'd； and told the Moor he should
not choose But give them to his master for a present。 TITUS。 Why； there it
goes！ God give his lordship joy！
Enter the CLOWN； with a basket and two pigeons in it
News； news from heaven！ Marcus； the post is come。 Sirrah； what
tidings？ Have you any letters？ Shall I have justice？ What says Jupiter？
CLOWN。 Ho； the gibbet…maker？ He says that he hath taken them down
again； for the man must not be hang'd till the next week。 TITUS。 But what
says Jupiter； I ask thee？ CLOWN。 Alas； sir； I know not Jupiter； I never
drank with him in all my life。 TITUS。 Why； villain； art not thou the carrier？
CLOWN。 Ay； of my pigeons； sir； nothing else。 TITUS。 Why； didst thou not
come from heaven？ CLOWN。 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 Emperal's men。 MARCUS。 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。 TITUS。 Tell me； can you deliver an
oration to the Emperor with a grace？ CLOWN。 Nay； truly； sir； I could
never say grace in all my life。 TITUS。 Sirrah； come hither。 Make no more
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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 pen and ink。 Sirrah； can you with a grace deliver up a supplication？
CLOWN。 Ay； sir。 TITUS。 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。 CLOWN。 I warrant you； sir； let me alone。
TITUS。 Sirrah； hast thou a knife？ Come let me see it。 Here； Marcus； fold it
in the oration； For thou hast made it like a humble suppliant。 And when
thou hast given it to the Emperor； Knock at my door； and tell me what he
says。 CLOWN。 God be with you； sir； I will。 TITUS。 Come； Marcus； let us
go。 Publius； follow me。 Exeunt
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SCENE IV。 Rome。 Before the
palace Enter the EMPEROR； and the
EMPRESS and her two sons； DEMETRIUS and
CHIRON； LORDS and others。 The EMPEROR
brings the arrows in his hand that TITUS shot at him
SATURNINUS。 Why； lords； what wrongs are these！ Was ever seen
An emperor in Rome thus overborne； Troubled； confronted thus； and； for
the extent Of egal justice； us'd in such contempt？ My lords； you know； as
know the mightful gods； However these disturbers of our peace Buzz in
the people's ears； there nought hath pass'd But even with law against the
wilful sons Of old Andronicus。 And what an if His sorrows have so
overwhelm'd his wits； Shall we be thus afflicted in his wreaks； His fits； his
frenzy； and his bitterness？ And now he writes to heaven for his redress。
See； here's 'To Jove' and this 'To Mercury'； This 'To Apollo'； this 'To the
God of War'… Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets of Rome！ What's this
but libelling against the Senate； And blazoning our unjustice every where？
A goodly humour； is it not； my l