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Graves only be men's worte; and death, their gain! Sun, hide thy beams! Timon hath done his reign.

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t Sen. His discontents ire unremoveably Coupled to nature.

i Sen. Our hope in him is dead: let us return, And strain what other means is left unto us In our dear ' peril.

i Sen. It requires swift foot. [Examt.

S C E N E IV.

The Walls of Athens.
Enter two other Senators, with a Messenger.

1 Sen. Thou hast painfully discovered; are his A* full as thy report? [files

Me/. I have spoke the least: Besides, his expedition promises Present approach. [Timon.

2 Se*. We stand much hazard, if they bring not Mef. I met a courier, one mine ancient friend ;-

Who, though in general pan we were oppos'd,
Yet our old love made a particular force,
And made us speak like friends :—this man was
riding

From Alcibiadcs to Timon's cave,
With letters of entreaty, which imported
His fellowship i' the cause against your city,
In part for his fake mov'd.

Enter the other Senators.

I Sm. Here come our brothers.

3 Sen. No talk of Timon, nothing of him expect. The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scouring Doth choak the air with dust: In, and prepare j Ours is the fall, I fear, our foes the snare.

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.

Changes to the Woods.
Enter a Soldier, seeking Timon.

Sol. By all description, this should be the place. Who's here? speak, ho !—No answer ?—What is this?

Timon is dead, who hath out-stretch'd his span:
Some bci.it read this; there does riot live a man.
Dead, sure; and this his grave-. What's on this
tomb?

I cannot read; the character I'll take with wax j
Our captain hath in every figure skill;
An ag'd interpreter, though young in days:
Before proud Athens he's set down by this,
Whose fall the mark of his ambition is. [Exit.

SCENE VI.

Be/on the tValh of Athens. Trumpets found. Enter Akihi-iLs, with hii jmtrei*

Ale. Sound to this coward and lascivious town Our terrible approach. .

[Sound a parley. The Senators appear upon the nemlls*

'Till now you have gone on, and sill'd the time
With all licentious measure, making your wills
The scope of justice; 'till now, myself, and such
As slept within the shadow of your power,
Have wander'd with our traverir arms l, and
breath'd

Our sufferance vainly: Now the time is flush I,
When crouching marrow «, in the bearer strong,
Cries of itself, 'No more:' now breathless wrooj
Shall sit and pant in your great chaii's of ease;
And pursy insolence shall break his wind,
With fear, and horrid flight.

i Sen. Noble and young,
When thy first griefs were but a meer conceit,
Ere thou hadst power, or we had cause to fear,
We sent to thee ; to give thy rages balm,
To wipe out our ingratitudes with loves
Above theii s quantity.

^ Sen. So did we woo
Transformed Timon to our city's love,
By humble message, and by promis'd means;
We were not all unkind, nor all deserve
The common stroke of war.

I Sen. These walls of ours
Were not erected by their hands, from whom
You liave receivM your griefs: nor are they fuels.
That these great towers, trophies, and school

should fall For private faults in them.

i Sen, Nor are they living, Who were the motives that you first went e«3t j Shame, that they wanted cunning, in e\cess Hath broke their hearts6. March, noble lord, Into our city with thy banners spread: By decimation, and a tithed death, (If thy revenges hunger for that food, Which nature loaths) take thou the destin'd tenth; And by the liazard of the spotted die, Let die the spotted.

I Sen. All have not offended; For those that were, it is not square ?, to take, On those tint are, revenges: crimes, like bods. Are not inherited. Then, dear countryman, Bring in thy ranks, but leave without thy rage: Spare thy Athenian cradle, and those kin, Which, in the bluster of thy wrath, must fall

r Dr. Warburton observes, that dear, in the language of that time, signified dread, and U so u&d by Shakspeare in numberless places. Mr. Stecvens fays, that dear may in this instance signify twmx~ diute; and that it is an enforcing epithet with not always a distinct meaning. 1 Armsacrout > A bird is flush when his feathers are grown, and he can leave the nest, flush means mature. 4 The irwrrow was s upposed to be the original of strength. The image is from a camel kneeling to taie up his load, who rises immediately when he finds he has as much laid on as he can bear. 5 Thar refers to rages. 6 The meaning is, " Shame in excels (i. e. extremity of shame) that they warned cunning (i.e. that they were not wise enough not tobanisli you) hath broke their hearts." T te. njl regular, not equitable.

VTmm » i. e. unguarded gala. 'Our train's flea it our tears. lye. physician.

With those that have offended: like a shepherd, Approach the fold, and cull the infected forth, But kill not altogether.

2 Sen. What thou wilt, Thou rather (halt enforce it with thy smile, Than hew to t with thy sword.

1 Sea. Set but thy foot

Against our rampir'd gates, and they shall ope;
So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before,
To say, thou'lt enter friendly.

2 Sta. Throw thy glove,

Or any token of thine honour else,
That thou wilt use the wars as thy redress,
And not as our confusion, all thy powers
Shall make their harbour in our town, 'till we
Have seal'd thy full desire.

Ale. Then there's my glove;
Descend, and open your uncharged ports 1:
Those enemies of Timon's, and mine own,
Whom you yourselves shall set out for reproof,
Fall, and no more: and,—to atone your fears
With my more noble meaning,—not a man
Shall pass his quarter, or offend the stream
Of regular justice in your city's bounds,
But shall be remedy'd by your publick laws
At heaviest answer.

Both. 'Tis most nobly spoken.

jilc. Descend, and keep your words.

'•• • Enter -a Soldier. Sol. My noble geueral, Timon is dead; Entomb'd upon the very hem o' the sea: And, on bis grave-stona, this insculpture; which With wax I brought away, whose soft impreilion Interpreteth for. my poor ignorance.

\Aleibiadtt read, the epitaph."] Here lies a ivrctcbcd corse, of wetebedsoul Ut eft 1 Seek not my name: Aplagm consume you wicked caitiffs left!

litre lie I Tlmtm; who, alkie, all living men did bate:. .

Pass by, and curse tl-yfill; but pass, and flay not

here Iby gait. These well express in thee thy latter spirits: Though thou abhorMst in us our human griefs, ■ < Scora'dst our brain's flowl, and those our droplets which * From niggard nature fall, yet rich conceit r> Taught thee to make vast Neptune weep for aye On thy low grave.—On:—Faults forgiven.—Dead Is noble Timon j of whole memory Hereafter more.—Bring me into your city, And I will use the olive with my sword: Make war breed peace; make peace stint war j make each: Prescribe to other, as each other's leach Let our drums strike. [Extunh

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PERSONS REPRESENTED.

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Saturninus, Son to the late Emperor of Rome, Sempronius

and afterwards declared Emperor himself, j Alakbus,
Bassianus, Brother to Saturninus, ift love with Chiron* ^ Sons /• Tamora,

Lavirda. Demetrius
Titus Androntcus, a noble Roman, GeneralAaron, a Moor, belov'dBy Tamora.

against the Goths. Captain, from Titm's Camp,

Marcus Andronicus, Tribune of the People, and Æmilius, a Mcjserger.

Brother to Tiius. , Goth,, and Romans*

Marcus, "j

Qv In i us, i gQns t9 tg!uS jffidronicut.

Lucius, r , _v_.„.

Mutios, J married In S

Yo-.ivg Lucius, a "Boy, Son lo Lucius. Lavinia, Daughter 10 Titus Andronicus.

PujiLius, Son to Marius tbeTribune, and Nephew Nurse, viitb a Black-a-mw Child,
to Titus Andionicus.

Senators, Judges, Officers, Soldier;, and other Attendants.
S C E N E, Some; and the Country near it.

Clown.

Tamora, Queen of the Goths, and afterwards

saturninus.

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SCENE I.

Before the Capitol in Route. Enter the Tribunes and Senators aloft, ai in the Senate. Then enter Saturninut and his followers, at one door; and Bajfianus and bis followers at the other; with drum and colours.

Sal. "KTOBLE patricians, patrons of my right
JLN Defend the justice of my cause with
arms;

And, countrymen, my loving followers,
Plead my successive title with your swords:
I am his first-horn son, that was the last
That ware the imperial diadem of Rome;
Then let my father's honours live in me,
Nor wrong mine age with this" indignity.

Baf. Romans,—friends, followers, favourer* of
my right,—

If ever Basfianus, Cæsar's son,
Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome,
Keep then this passage to the Capitol;
And suffer not dishonour to approach
The imperial seat, to virtue consecrate,
To justice, continence, and nobility;
But let desert in pure election shine;
And, Romans, sight for freedom in your choice.
Entrr Marcus Andronicus al ft, with the Crown.
Mar. Princes, that strive by factions, aud by
friends,

Ambitio fly for rule and empery!
Know, that the people of Rome, for whom vre
stand,

A spec: il party, have, by common voice,
In election for the Roman empery,
Chosen Andronicus, fumamed Pius
For many good aud great deserts to Rome;

i Mr. Theobald fays, This is one of those plays which he always thought, with the better judges, ought not to be acknowledged in the lilt of Shakspeare's genuine pieces. Dr. Johnson observes. That all the rditors and critics agree with Mr. Theobald in supposing this play spurious, and that he lees " no reason lor differing from them; for the colour of the Itile is wholly different from that of the other plays, and there is an attempt at regular versification, snd artificial closes, not always inelegant, yet seldom pleasing. The barbarity of the spectacles, aud the general malsacrc, which aie here exhibited, can scarcely be conceived tolerable to any audience; yet we are told by Jonson, that they were not only borne, but praised." Mr. F .inner and Mr. Siccvens ale also of the same opinion with Dr. Johnluu.

A nobler

A nobler rtlan, a braver warrior,
laves use this day within the city walls:
He by the senate is accited home,
From weary wars against the barbarous Goths j
That, with his sons, a terror to our foes,
Hath yok'd a nation strong, train'd up in arms.
Ten years are spentj since first he undertook
This cans* of Rome, and chastised with arms
Our enemies' pride: Five times he hath retum'd
Bleeding to Rome, hearing his valiant sons

In coffins from the field;

And now at last, hden w ith honour's spoils,
Returns the good Andronicus to Rome,
Renowned Titus, flourishing in arms.
Let us intreat,—By honour of his name,
Whom, worthily, you would have now succeed,
And in the Capitol and senate's right,

Whom you pretend to honour aud adore,

That you withdraw you, and abate your strength
Dismiss your followers, and, as suitors should,
Plead your deserts in peace and humbleness.
Sal. How fair the tribune speaks to calm my
thoughts!

Has. Marcus Andronicus, so I do assy
In thy uprightness and integrity,
And so I love and honour thee, and thine,
Thy noble brotlier Titus, tind his sons,
And her, to whom our thoughts are humbled al!,
Gracious Lavinia, Rome's rich ornament,
That I will here dismiss my loving friends;
And to my fortunes, and the people's favour,
Commit my cause in ballauce to be weigh'd.

[Exeunt Scldic'h

Sat. Friends, that have been thus forward in
my right,

I thank yon all, and here dismiss you all;
And to the love and favour of my country
Commit myself, my person, and the cause;
Rome, be as just and gracious unto me,
As I am confident and kind to thee.—
Open the gate:, and let me in.

Bas. Tribunes! and me, a poor competitor.

[Thry go up into the Senute-hovsc.

SCENE II.

Enter a Captain.

Romans, make way; The good Andro[nicus,

Capt.

Patron of virtue, Rome's best champion,
Successful in the battles that he fights,
With honour and with fortune is return'd,
From where he circumscribed with his sword,
And brought to yoke, the enemies pf Rome.
Sound drumi and trumpets, and then enter Mutius
and Marcus; astir them, two men bearing a
coffin covered with black; then Quintal and Lucius.
After them, Titus Andronicus; and then Tamora,
the yueen of the Goths, Alarbus,*Cbirm, and Dt~
mett in ?, tuitb Aaron the Moor, prisoners; Soldiers,
and other attendants. They set down the coffin,
and Tttui speaks.

?"i/.Haii! Rome, victorious in thy mourning weeds'

Lo, as the bark, that hath aifchsrrt'd her fraugLr,

Returns with one io* lading to the bay,

From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage,

Cometh Andronicus, bound with laurel rj_

To re-salute his country with his tsars;

Tears of true joy for his return to Rome.—

Thou great defender of this Capitol

Stand gracious to the rites that we intend !—

Romans, of five jnJ twenty valiant sons.

Half of the number that king Priam riad,

Behold the poor remains, alive, and dead I

These, tliat survive, let Rome rew ard with lore;

These, that I bring unto their latest home,

With burial among their ancestors: fswari.

Here Goths have given me leave to sheath aj

Titus, unkind, and careless of thine own.

Why sufler'st tliou thy sons, unbury'd yet,

To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx r—

Make way to lay them by their brethren.

\Tbej epex the tamt. There greet in silence, as the dead were wort, And sleep in peace, slain in your country's was! O sacred receptacle of my joys, Sweet cell of virtue and nobility, How many sons of mine hast thou in store. That thou w lit never render to me more?

Luc. Give us the proudest prisoner os the Gothr, Tliat we may hew his limbs, aud, on a pde. Ad mams frettnm surisice his flesh, Before this earthly prison of their bones; That so the shadows be not unappeas'd, Nor we distuib'd with prodigies on earth ~.

Tit. I give him you; the noblest that survive*. The e'.dest son of this distressed queen- f_querorr Stay, Roman brethren,—Gracious cooVictorious Titus, rue the tears 1 lhed, A mother's tears in pallion for her sou: And, if thy sons were ever dear to slice, O, think my sou to be as dear to roe. SufSccth not, tliat we are brought to Rome, To beautify ttry triumphs, and return, Captive to thee, and to thy Roman yoke? But must my sons be slaughtered in the streets, For valiant doings in their country's cause? O! if to fight for king and common weal Were piety in thine, it is in these; Andronicus, stain not thy tomb with blood; Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods i Draw near them then in being merciful: Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge; Thrice-noble Titus, spare my first-born son.

Tit. Patient3 yourself, madam, and pardon me. These are their bretliren, whom you Goths bebota Alive, and dead; and for then bretliren slain, Religiously they nik a sacrifice: To this your Ion is rdark'd: and die he must, To appease their groaning shadows that are gone.

Luc. Aw ay with him! and make a fire straight t And with our iwords, upon a pile of wood, Let's hew his limbs, 'till they be clean conlivn'd.

[Exeunt Mutius, Alarcui, i^uutimt, and Lucius, with Air bus,

1 Jupiter, to whom the Capitol was si-red. » It was supposed by the ancients that the gbofl> of unbuiied people appeared to their friends and relations, to solicit the rites of funeral. J Thu verb is used by other durnatic writer*

Tan.

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