Act 4, Scene 1

Rome. Before TITUS'S House.

  1. [Enter TITUS and MARCUS. Then enter YOUNG LUCIUS running, with books under his arm, and LAVINIA running after him.]
  2. Young Lucius
  3. 1424 Help, grandsire, help! my aunt Lavinia
  4. 1425 Follows me everywhere, I know not why.—
  5. 1426 Good uncle Marcus, see how swift she comes!
  6. 1427 Alas, sweet aunt, I know not what you mean.
  7. Marcus Andronicus
  8. 1428 Stand by me, Lucius: do not fear thine aunt.
  9. Titus Andronicus
  10. 1429 She loves thee, boy, too well to do thee harm.
  11. Titus Andronicus
  12. 1430 YOUNG LUCIUS
  13. 1431 Ay, when my father was in Rome she did.
  14. Marcus Andronicus
  15. 1432 What means my niece Lavinia by these signs?
  16. Titus Andronicus
  17. 1433 Fear her not, Lucius: somewhat doth she mean:—
  18. 1434 See, Lucius, see how much she makes of thee:
  19. 1435 Somewhither would she have thee go with her.
  20. 1436 Ah, boy, Cornelia never with more care
  21. 1437 Read to her sons than she hath read to thee
  22. 1438 Sweet poetry and Tully's Orator.
  23. Marcus Andronicus
  24. 1439 Canst thou not guess wherefore she plies thee thus?
  25. Young Lucius
  26. 1440 My lord, I know not, I, nor can I guess,
  27. 1441 Unless some fit or frenzy do possess her:
  28. 1442 For I have heard my grandsire say full oft
  29. 1443 Extremity of griefs would make men mad;
  30. 1444 And I have read that Hecuba of Troy
  31. 1445 Ran mad for sorrow: that made me to fear;
  32. 1446 Although, my lord, I know my noble aunt
  33. 1447 Loves me as dear as e'er my mother did,
  34. 1448 And would not, but in fury, fright my youth:
  35. 1449 Which made me down to throw my books, and fly,—
  36. 1450 Causeless, perhaps: but pardon me, sweet aunt:
  37. 1451 And, madam, if my uncle Marcus go,
  38. 1452 I will most willingly attend your ladyship.
  39. Marcus Andronicus
  40. 1453 Lucius, I will.
  41. [LAVINIA turns over with her stumps the books which Lucius has let fall.]
  42. Titus Andronicus
  43. 1454 How now, Lavinia!—Marcus, what means this?
  44. 1455 Some book there is that she desires to see.
  45. 1456 Which is it, girl, of these?—Open them, boy.—
  46. 1457 But thou art deeper read and better skill'd:
  47. 1458 Come and take choice of all my library,
  48. 1459 And so beguile thy sorrow, till the heavens
  49. 1460 Reveal the damn'd contriver of this deed.—
  50. 1461 Why lifts she up her arms in sequence thus?
  51. Marcus Andronicus
  52. 1462 I think she means that there were more than one
  53. 1463 Confederate in the fact;—ay, more there was,
  54. 1464 Or else to heaven she heaves them for revenge.
  55. Titus Andronicus
  56. 1465 Lucius, what book is that she tosseth so?
  57. Young Lucius
  58. 1466 Grandsire, 'tis Ovid's Metamorphosis;
  59. 1467 My mother gave it me.
  60. Marcus Andronicus
  61. 1468 For love of her that's gone,
  62. 1469 Perhaps she cull'd it from among the rest.
  63. Titus Andronicus
  64. 1470 Soft! So busily she turns the leaves! Help her:
  65. 1471 What would she find?—Lavinia, shall I read?
  66. 1472 This is the tragic tale of Philomel,
  67. 1473 And treats of Tereus' treason and his rape;
  68. 1474 And rape, I fear, was root of thy annoy.
  69. Marcus Andronicus
  70. 1475 See, brother, see; note how she quotes the leaves.
  71. Titus Andronicus
  72. 1476 Lavinia, wert thou thus surpris'd, sweet girl,
  73. 1477 Ravish'd, and wrong'd, as Philomela was,
  74. 1478 Forc'd in the ruthless, vast, and gloomy woods?—
  75. 1479 See, see!—
  76. 1480 Ay, such a place there is where we did hunt.—
  77. 1481 O, had we never, never hunted there!—
  78. 1482 Pattern'd by that the poet here describes,
  79. 1483 By nature made for murders and for rapes.
  80. Marcus Andronicus
  81. 1484 O, why should nature build so foul a den,
  82. 1485 Unless the gods delight in tragedies?
  83. Titus Andronicus
  84. 1486 Give signs, sweet girl,—for here are none but friends,—
  85. 1487 What Roman lord it was durst do the deed:
  86. 1488 Or slunk not Saturnine, as Tarquin erst,
  87. 1489 That left the camp to sin in Lucrece' bed?
  88. Marcus Andronicus
  89. 1490 Sit down, sweet niece:—brother, sit down by me.—
  90. 1491 Apollo, Pallas, Jove, or Mercury,
  91. 1492 Inspire me, that I may this treason find!—
  92. 1493 My lord, look here:—look here, Lavinia:
  93. 1494 This sandy plot is plain; guide, if thou canst,
  94. 1495 This after me, when I have writ my name
  95. 1496 Without the help of any hand at all.
  96. [He writes his name with his staff, guiding it with feet and mouth.]
  97. Marcus Andronicus
  98. 1497 Curs'd be that heart that forc'd us to this shift!—
  99. 1498 Write thou, good niece; and here display at last
  100. 1499 What God will have discover'd for revenge:
  101. 1500 Heaven guide thy pen to print thy sorrows plain,
  102. 1501 That we may know the traitors and the truth!
  103. [She takes the staff in her mouth, guides it with her stumps, and writes.]
  104. Titus Andronicus
  105. 1502 O, do ye read, my lord, what she hath writ?
  106. Titus Andronicus
  107. 1503 'Stuprum—Chiron—Demetrius.'
  108. Marcus Andronicus
  109. 1504 What, what!—the lustful sons of Tamora
  110. 1505 Performers of this heinous bloody deed?
  111. Titus Andronicus
  112. 1506 Magni Dominator poli,
  113. 1507 Tam lentus audis scelera? tam lentus vides?
  114. Marcus Andronicus
  115. 1508 O, calm thee, gentle lord; although I know
  116. 1509 There is enough written upon this earth
  117. 1510 To stir a mutiny in the mildest thoughts,
  118. 1511 And arm the minds of infants to exclaims,
  119. 1512 My lord, kneel down with me; Lavinia, kneel;
  120. 1513 And kneel, sweet boy, the Roman Hector's hope;
  121. 1514 And swear with me,—as, with the woeful fere
  122. 1515 And father of that chaste dishonour'd dame,
  123. 1516 Lord Junius Brutus sware for Lucrece' rape,—
  124. 1517 That we will prosecute, by good advice,
  125. 1518 Mortal revenge upon these traitorous Goths,
  126. 1519 And see their blood, or die with this reproach.
  127. Titus Andronicus
  128. 1520 'Tis sure enough, an you knew how.
  129. 1521 But if you hunt these bear-whelps, then beware:
  130. 1522 The dam will wake; and if she wind you once,
  131. 1523 She's with the lion deeply still in league,
  132. 1524 And lulls him whilst she playeth on her back,
  133. 1525 And when he sleeps will she do what she list.
  134. 1526 You are a young huntsman, Marcus; let alone;
  135. 1527 And, come, I will go get a leaf of brass,
  136. 1528 And with a gad of steel will write these words,
  137. 1529 And lay it by: the angry northern wind
  138. 1530 Will blow these sands like Sibyl's leaves, abroad,
  139. 1531 And where's our lesson, then?—Boy, what say you?
  140. Young Lucius
  141. 1532 I say, my lord, that if I were a man,
  142. 1533 Their mother's bedchamber should not be safe
  143. 1534 For these bad-bondmen to the yoke of Rome.
  144. Marcus Andronicus
  145. 1535 Ay, that's my boy! thy father hath full oft
  146. 1536 For his ungrateful country done the like.
  147. Young Lucius
  148. 1537 And, uncle, so will I, an if I live.
  149. Titus Andronicus
  150. 1538 Come, go with me into mine armoury;
  151. 1539 Lucius, I'll fit thee; and withal, my boy,
  152. 1540 Shall carry from me to the empress' sons
  153. 1541 Presents that I intend to send them both:
  154. 1542 Come, come; thou'lt do my message, wilt thou not?
  155. Young Lucius
  156. 1543 Ay, with my dagger in their bosoms, grandsire.
  157. Titus Andronicus
  158. 1544 No, boy, not so; I'll teach thee another course.—
  159. 1545 Lavinia, come.—Marcus, look to my house:
  160. 1546 Lucius and I'll go brave it at the court;
  161. 1547 Ay, marry, will we, sir: and we'll be waited on.
  162. [Exeunt TITUS, LAVINIA, and YOUNG LUCIUS.]
  163. Marcus Andronicus
  164. 1548 O heavens, can you hear a good man groan,
  165. 1549 And not relent, or not compassion him?
  166. 1550 Marcus, attend him in his ecstasy,
  167. 1551 That hath more scars of sorrow in his heart
  168. 1552 Than foemen's marks upon his batter'd shield;
  169. 1553 But yet so just that he will not revenge:—
  170. 1554 Revenge, ye heavens, for old Andronicus!
  171. [Exit.]