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[ Exit . Sat. No , Titus , no ; the emperor needs her not , Nor her , nor thee , nor any of thy stock : 300 I'll trust by leisure him that mocks me once ; Thee never , nor thy traitorous haughty sons , Confederates all thus to dishonour ...
[ Exit . Sat. No , Titus , no ; the emperor needs her not , Nor her , nor thee , nor any of thy stock : 300 I'll trust by leisure him that mocks me once ; Thee never , nor thy traitorous haughty sons , Confederates all thus to dishonour ...
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[ Exit . > 60 Enter Bassianus and Lavinia . Bas . Who have we here ? Rome's royal empress , Unfurnish'd of her well - beseeming troop ? Or is it Dian , habited like her , Who hath abandoned her holy groves To see the general hunting in ...
[ Exit . > 60 Enter Bassianus and Lavinia . Bas . Who have we here ? Rome's royal empress , Unfurnish'd of her well - beseeming troop ? Or is it Dian , habited like her , Who hath abandoned her holy groves To see the general hunting in ...
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[ Exit . A very Re - enter Aaron , with Quintus and Martius . Aar . Come on , my lords , the better foot before : Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pit Where I espied the panther fast asleep . Quin .
[ Exit . A very Re - enter Aaron , with Quintus and Martius . Aar . Come on , my lords , the better foot before : Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pit Where I espied the panther fast asleep . Quin .
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[ Exit . Tit . O , here I lift this one hand up to heaven , And bow this feeble ruin to the earth : If any power pities wretched tears , To that I call ! [ TO Lav . ] What , would thou kneel with me ?
[ Exit . Tit . O , here I lift this one hand up to heaven , And bow this feeble ruin to the earth : If any power pities wretched tears , To that I call ! [ TO Lav . ] What , would thou kneel with me ?
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[ Exit . Marc . Now let hot Ætna cool in Sicily , And be my heart an ever - burning hell ! These miseries are more than may be borne . To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal , But sorrow fouted at is double death . Luc .
[ Exit . Marc . Now let hot Ætna cool in Sicily , And be my heart an ever - burning hell ! These miseries are more than may be borne . To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal , But sorrow fouted at is double death . Luc .
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