Act 4, Scene 3

Rome. A public Place.

  1. [Enter TITUS, bearing arrows with letters at the ends of them; with him MARCUS, YOUNG LUCIUS, and other gentlemen, with bows.]
  2. Titus Andronicus
  3. 1739 Come, Marcus, come:—kinsmen, this is the way.—
  4. 1740 Sir boy, let me see your archery;
  5. 1741 Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there straight.—
  6. 1742 Terras Astrea reliquit:
  7. 1743 Be you remember'd, Marcus; she's gone, she's fled.
  8. 1744 Sirs, take you to your tools. You, cousins, shall
  9. 1745 Go sound the ocean and cast your nets;
  10. 1746 Happily you may catch her in the sea;
  11. 1747 Yet there's as little justice as at land.—
  12. 1748 No; Publius and Sempronius, you must do it;
  13. 1749 'Tis you must dig with mattock and with spade,
  14. 1750 And pierce the inmost centre of the earth:
  15. 1751 Then, when you come to Pluto's region,
  16. 1752 I pray you deliver him this petition;
  17. 1753 Tell him it is for justice and for aid,
  18. 1754 And that it comes from old Andronicus,
  19. 1755 Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome.—
  20. 1756 Ah, Rome!—Well, well; I made thee miserable
  21. 1757 What time I threw the people's suffrages
  22. 1758 On him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me.—
  23. 1759 Go, get you gone; and pray be careful all,
  24. 1760 And leave you not a man-of-war unsearch'd:
  25. 1761 This wicked emperor may have shipp'd her hence;
  26. 1762 And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for justice.
  27. Marcus Andronicus
  28. 1763 O Publius, is not this a heavy case,
  29. 1764 To see thy noble uncle thus distract?
  30. Publius
  31. 1765 Therefore, my lords, it highly us concerns
  32. 1766 By day and night to attend him carefully,
  33. 1767 And feed his humour kindly as we may,
  34. 1768 Till time beget some careful remedy.
  35. Marcus Andronicus
  36. 1769 Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy.
  37. 1770 Join with the Goths; and with revengeful war
  38. 1771 Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude,
  39. 1772 And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine.
  40. Titus Andronicus
  41. 1773 Publius, how now! how now, my masters!
  42. 1774 What, have you met with her?
  43. Publius
  44. 1775 No, my good lord; but Pluto sends you word,
  45. 1776 If you will have Revenge from hell, you shall:
  46. 1777 Marry, for Justice, she is so employ'd,
  47. 1778 He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhere else,
  48. 1779 So that perforce you must needs stay a time.
  49. Titus Andronicus
  50. 1780 He doth me wrong to feed me with delays.
  51. 1781 I'll dive into the burning lake below,
  52. 1782 And pull her out of Acheron by the heels.—
  53. 1783 Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we,
  54. 1784 No big-bon'd men, fram'd of the Cyclops' size;
  55. 1785 But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back,
  56. 1786 Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs can bear:
  57. 1787 And, sith there's no justice in earth nor hell,
  58. 1788 We will solicit heaven, and move the gods
  59. 1789 To send down Justice for to wreak our wrongs.—
  60. 1790 Come, to this gear.—You are a good archer, Marcus.
  61. [He gives them the arrows.]
  62. Titus Andronicus
  63. 1791 'Ad Jovem' that's for you; here, 'Ad Apollinem':—
  64. 1792 'Ad Martem' that's for myself:—
  65. 1793 Here, boy, to Pallas:—here, tTo Mercury:—
  66. 1794 To Saturn, Caius, not to Saturnine;
  67. 1795 You were as good to shoot against the wind.—
  68. 1796 To it, boy.—Marcus, loose when I bid.—
  69. 1797 Of my word, I have written to effect;
  70. 1798 There's not a god left unsolicited.
  71. Marcus Andronicus
  72. 1799 Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into the court:
  73. 1800 We will afflict the emperor in his pride.
  74. Titus Andronicus
  75. 1801 Now, masters, draw.
  76. [They shoot.]
  77. Titus Andronicus
  78. 1802 O, well said, Lucius!
  79. 1803 Good boy, in Virgo's lap; give it Pallas.
  80. Marcus Andronicus
  81. 1804 My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon:
  82. 1805 Your letter is with Jupiter by this.
  83. Titus Andronicus
  84. 1806 Ha! ha!
  85. 1807 Publius, Publius, hast thou done?
  86. 1808 See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns.
  87. Marcus Andronicus
  88. 1809 This was the sport, my lord: when Publius shot,
  89. 1810 The Bull, being gall'd, gave Aries such a knock
  90. 1811 That down fell both the Ram's horns in the court;
  91. 1812 And who should find them but the empress' villain?
  92. 1813 She laugh'd, and told the Moor he should not choose
  93. 1814 But give them to his master for a present.
  94. Titus Andronicus
  95. 1815 Why, there it goes: God give his lordship joy!
  96. [Enter a CLOWN, with a basket and two pigeons in it.]
  97. Titus Andronicus
  98. 1816 News, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come.
  99. 1817 Sirrah, what tidings? have you any letters?
  100. 1818 Shall I have justice? what says Jupiter?
  101. Clown
  102. 1819 Ho, the gibbet-maker? he says that he hath taken them
  103. 1820 down again, for the man must not be hanged till the next week.
  104. Titus Andronicus
  105. 1821 But what says Jupiter, I ask thee?
  106. Clown
  107. 1822 Alas, sir, I know not Jupiter; I never drank with him in all my
  108. 1823 life.
  109. Titus Andronicus
  110. 1824 Why, villain, art not thou the carrier?
  111. Clown
  112. 1825 Ay, of my pigeons, sir; nothing else.
  113. Titus Andronicus
  114. 1826 Why, didst thou not come from heaven?
  115. Clown
  116. 1827 From heaven! alas, sir, I never came there: God forbid I
  117. 1828 should be so bold to press to heaven in my young days. Why, I am
  118. 1829 going with my pigeons to the tribunal plebs, to take up a matter
  119. 1830 of brawl betwixt my uncle and one of the imperial's men.
  120. Marcus Andronicus
  121. 1831 Why, sir, that is as fit as can be to serve for your
  122. 1832 oration; and let him deliver the pigeons to the emperor from
  123. 1833 you.
  124. Titus Andronicus
  125. 1834 Tell me, can you deliver an oration to the emperor with a grace?
  126. Clown
  127. 1835 Nay, truly, sir, I could never say grace in all my life.
  128. Titus Andronicus
  129. 1836 Sirrah, come hither: make no more ado,
  130. 1837 But give your pigeons to the emperor:
  131. 1838 By me thou shalt have justice at his hands.
  132. 1839 Hold, hold; meanwhile here's money for thy charges.—
  133. 1840 Give me pen and ink.—
  134. 1841 Sirrah, can you with a grace deliver up a supplication?
  135. Clown
  136. 1842 Ay, sir.
  137. Titus Andronicus
  138. 1843 Then here is a supplication for you. And when you come to
  139. 1844 him, at the first approach you must kneel; then kiss his
  140. 1845 foot; then deliver up your pigeons; and then look for your
  141. 1846 reward. I'll be at hand, sir; see you do it bravely.
  142. Clown
  143. 1847 I warrant you, sir; let me alone.
  144. Titus Andronicus
  145. 1848 Sirrah, hast thou a knife? Come let me see it.
  146. 1849 Here, Marcus, fold it in the oration;
  147. 1850 For thou hast made it like a humble suppliant.:—
  148. 1851 And when thou hast given it to the emperor,
  149. 1852 Knock at my door, and tell me what he says.
  150. Clown
  151. 1853 God be with you, sir; I will.
  152. Titus Andronicus
  153. 1854 Come, Marcus, let us go.—Publius, follow me.
  154. [Exeunt.]