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Which, like a taper in some monument,
the dead man's earthy cheeks, And shews the ragged entrails of this pit : .400 So pale did shine the moon on Pyramus, When he by night lay bath'd in maiden blood. O brother, help me with thy fainting hand, If fear hath made thee faint, as me it hath, – Out of this fell devouring receptacle, As hateful as Cocytus' misty mouth. Quin. Reach me thy hand, that I may help thee
out. Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good, I may be pluck'd into the swallowing womb of this deep pit, poor Bassianus' grave.
410 I have no strength to pluck thee to the brink.
Mar. And I no strength to climb without thy help.
Quin. Thy hand once more; I will not lose again, 'Till thou art here aloft, or I below : Thou canst not come to me, I come to thee.
Enter the Emperor, and AARON. Sat. Along with me:-1'll see what hole is here, And what he is, that now is leap'd into it. Say, who art thou, that lately didst descend Into this gaping hollow of the earth?
Mar. The unhappy son of old Andronicus ; 420 Brought hither in a most unlucky hour, To find thy brother Bassianus dead. Şat. My brother dead? I know thou dost but jest :
He and his lady both are at the lodge,
Mar. We know not where you left him all alive,
Tam. Where is my lord, the king?
430 Tam. Where is thy brother Bassianus ?
Sat. Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound;
Tam. Then all too late I bring this fatal writ,
[She givetk SATURNINUS a Letter,
SATURNINUS reads the Letter.
An if we miss to meet him handsomely,
O, Tamoral was ever heard the like?
449 Aar. My gracious lord, here is the bag of gold.
[Shewing it. Sat. Two of thy whelps, fell curs of bloody kind, Have here bereft my brother of his life :
Tit. High emperor, upon my feeble knee
Sat. If it be prov'd! you see, it is apparent.-
Tam. Andronicus himself did take it up.
Tit. I did, my lord: yet let me be their bail :
Sat. Thou shalt not bail them: see, thou follow me.
That end upon them should be executed.
Tam. Andronicus, I will entreat the king; Fear not thy sons, they shall do well enough. Tit. Come, Lucius, come; stay not to talk with them.
Enter DemeTRIUS and CHIRON, with LAVINIA,
ravished; her Hands cut off, and her Tongue cut out.
Dem. So, now go tell, an if thy tongue can speak, Who 'twas that cut thy tongue, and ravish'd thee.
Chi. Write down thy mind, bewray thy meaning
And, if thy stumps will let thee, play the scribe.
Dem. See how with signs and tokens she can scowl. Chi. Go home, call for sweet water, wash thy
hands. Dem. She has no tongue to call, nor hands to wash; And so let's leave her to her silent walks.
Chi. An 'twere my case, I should go hang myself. Dem. If thou hadst hands to help thee knit the cord,
[Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON.
Enter MARCUS to LAVINIA.
Mar. Who's this,-my niece, that flies away so fast? Cousin, a word; Where is your husband :If I do dream, 'would all my wealth would wake me! If I do wake, some planet strike me down,
That I may slumber in eternal sleep !-