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TAMORA: O cruel, irreligious piety! |
Was ever Scythia half so barbarous? |
Scythia |
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DEMETRIUS: Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit wants edge,And manners, to intrude where I am graced;And may, for aught thou know'st, affected be. |
Demetrius, thou dost over-ween in all;And so in this, to bear me down with braves.'Tis not the difference of a year or two Makes me less gracious or thee more fortunate:I am as able and as fit as thou To serve, and to deserve my mistress' grace;And that my sword upon thee shall approve,And plead my passions for Lavinia's love. |
"Demetrius, thou dost over-ween in all;And so in this, to bear me down with braves..." --- "Please my passions for Lavinia's love." |
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DEMETRIUS: Why, boy, although our mother, unadvised,Gave you a dancing-rapier by your side,Are you so desperate grown, to threat your friends?Go to; have your lath glued within your sheath Till you know better how to handle it. |
Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I have,Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare. |
"Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I have.." |
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DEMETRIUS: Not I, till I have sheathed My rapier in his bosom and withal Thrust these reproachful speeches down his throat That he hath breathed in my dishonour here. |
For that I am prepared and full resolved.Foul-spoken coward, that thunder'st with thy tongue,And with thy weapon nothing darest perform! |
"For that I am prepared and full resolved..." Trash talking |
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AARON: Young lords, beware! and should the empress know This discord's ground, the music would not please. |
I care not, I, knew she and all the world:I love Lavinia more than all the world. |
I LOVE LAVINIA MORE THAN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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AARON: Why, are ye mad? or know ye not, in Rome How furious and impatient they be,And cannot brook competitors in love?I tell you, lords, you do but plot your deaths By this device. |
Aaron, a thousand deaths Would I propose to achieve her whom I love. |
"Aaron, a thousand deaths.." Achieve |
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AARON: Why, then, it seems, some certain snatch or so Would serve your turns. |
Ay, so the turn were served. |
Turns were served |
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AARON: Would you had hit it too! Then should not we be tired with this ado.Why, hark ye, hark ye! and are you such fools To square for this? would it offend you, then, That both should speed? |
Faith, not me. |
Faith, not me |
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AARON: There serve your lusts, shadow'd from heaven's eye, And revel in Lavinia's treasury. |
Thy counsel, lad, smells of no cowardice. |
No cowardice |
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DEMETRIUS: This is a witness that I am thy son.Stabs BASSIANUS |
And this for me, struck home to show my strength.Also stabs BASSIANUS, who dies |
"And this for me..." Kill Bassianus |
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DEMETRIUS: Upon her nuptial vow, her loyalty,And with that painted hope braves your mightiness:And shall she carry this unto her grave? |
An if she do, I would I were an eunuch.Drag hence her husband to some secret hole,And make his dead trunk pillow to our lust. |
"An if she do, I would I were an eunuch..." Rape her on top of her dead husband. Wow Chiron.... |
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TAMORA: But when ye have the honey ye desire,Let not this wasp outlive, us both to sting. |
I warrant you, madam, we will make that sure.Come, mistress, now perforce we will enjoy That nice-preserved honesty of yours. |
"I warrant you, madam, we will l make that sure..." |
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LAVINIA: Even at thy teat thou hadst thy tyranny.Yet every mother breeds not sons alike: To CHIRON Do thou entreat her show a woman pity. |
What, wouldst thou have me prove myself a bastard? |
Bastard |
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LAVINIA: No grace? no womanhood? Ah, beastly creature! The blot and enemy to our general name!Confusion fall-- |
Nay, then I'll stop your mouth. Bring thou her husband:This is the hole where Aaron bid us hide him. |
"Nay, then I'll stop your mouth..." Hide Bassianus here |
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DEMETRIUS: So, now go tell, an if thy tongue can speak,Who 'twas that cut thy tongue and ravish'd thee. |
Write down thy mind, bewray thy meaning so,An if thy stumps will let thee play the scribe. |
"Write down thy mind..." Stumps can't write |
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DEMETRIUS: See, how with signs and tokens she can scrowl. |
Go home, call for sweet water, wash thy hands. |
Wash hands |
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DEMETRIUS: She hath no tongue to call, nor hands to wash;And so let's leave her to her silent walks. |
An 'twere my case, I should go hang myself. |
Hang myself. |
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MARCUS: But yet so just that he will not revenge.Revenge, ye heavens, for old Andronicus! Exit |
Enter, from one side, AARON, DEMETRIUS, and CHIRON; from the other side, Young LUCIUS, and an Attendant, with a bundle of weapons, and verses writ upon them Demetrius, here's the son of Lucius;He hath some message to deliver us. |
"Demetrius, here's the son of Lucius..." Message and stuff |
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DEMETRIUS: What's here? A scroll; and written round about?Let's see;Reads'Integer vitae, scelerisque purus,Non eget Mauri jaculis, nec arcu.' |
O, 'tis a verse in Horace; I know it well:I read it in the grammar long ago. |
"O, 'tis a verse in Horace.." Grammar |
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DEMETRIUS: I would we had a thousand Roman dames At such a bay, by turn to serve our lust. |
A charitable wish and full of love. |
Charitable wish |
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AARON: Here lacks but your mother for to say amen. |
And that would she for twenty thousand more. |
"And that would she.." 20,000 |
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Trumpets sound within DEMETRIUS: Why do the emperor's trumpets flourish thus? |
Belike, for joy the emperor hath a son. |
Emperor's son. |
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DEMETRIUS: Villain, what hast thou done? AARON: That which thou canst not undo. |
Thou hast undone our mother. |
UNDONE OUR MOTHER |
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DEMETRIUS: And therein, hellish dog, thou hast undone.Woe to her chance, and damn'd her loathed choice! Accursed the offspring of so foul a fiend! |
It shall not live. |
Shall not live |
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NURSE: The emperor, in his rage, will doom her death. |
I blush to think upon this ignomy. |
"I blush to think.." ignomy |
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AARON: But send the midwife presently to me.The midwife and the nurse well made away,Then let the ladies tattle what they please. |
Aaron, I see thou wilt not trust the air With secrets. |
Trust secrets. |
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TITUS ANDRONICUS: I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell.Exit TAMORA |
Tell us, old man, how shall we be employ'd? |
Rape and Murder employ'd |
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TITUS ANDRONICUS: Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much deceived;The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name;And therefore bind them, gentle Publius.Caius and Valentine, lay hands on them.Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour,And now I find it; therefore bind them sure,And stop their mouths, if they begin to cry.Exit PUBLIUS, & c. lay hold on CHIRON and DEMETRIUS |
Villains, forbear! we are the empress' sons. |
Shoot, we are her sons!! |