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97,201 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.14 | TAMORA | The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind |
97,202 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.15 | TAMORA | And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground: |
97,203 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.16 | TAMORA | Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us sit, |
97,204 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.17 | TAMORA | And, whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds, |
97,205 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.18 | TAMORA | Replying shrilly to the well-tuned horns, |
97,206 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.19 | TAMORA | As if a double hunt were heard at once, |
97,207 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.20 | TAMORA | Let us sit down and mark their yelping noise, |
97,208 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.21 | TAMORA | And, after conflict such as was supposed |
97,209 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.22 | TAMORA | The wandering prince and Dido once enjoy'd, |
97,210 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.23 | TAMORA | When with a happy storm they were surprised |
97,211 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.24 | TAMORA | And curtain'd with a counsel-keeping cave, |
97,212 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.25 | TAMORA | We may, each wreathed in the other's arms, |
97,213 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.26 | TAMORA | Our pastimes done, possess a golden slumber, |
97,214 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.27 | TAMORA | Whiles hounds and horns and sweet melodious birds |
97,215 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.28 | TAMORA | Be unto us as is a nurse's song |
97,216 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 2.3.29 | TAMORA | Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep. |
97,217 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.30 | AARON | Madam, though Venus govern your desires, |
97,218 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.31 | AARON | Saturn is dominator over mine: |
97,219 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.32 | AARON | What signifies my deadly-standing eye, |
97,220 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.33 | AARON | My silence and my cloudy melancholy, |
97,221 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.34 | AARON | My fleece of woolly hair that now uncurls |
97,222 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.35 | AARON | Even as an adder when she doth unroll |
97,223 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.36 | AARON | To do some fatal execution? |
97,224 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.37 | AARON | No, madam, these are no venereal signs: |
97,225 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.38 | AARON | Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, |
97,226 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.39 | AARON | Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. |
97,227 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.40 | AARON | Hark Tamora, the empress of my soul, |
97,228 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.41 | AARON | Which never hopes more heaven than rests in thee, |
97,229 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.42 | AARON | This is the day of doom for Bassianus: |
97,230 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.43 | AARON | His Philomel must lose her tongue to-day, |
97,231 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.44 | AARON | Thy sons make pillage of her chastity |
97,232 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.45 | AARON | And wash their hands in Bassianus' blood. |
97,233 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.46 | AARON | Seest thou this letter? take it up, I pray thee, |
97,234 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.47 | AARON | And give the king this fatal plotted scroll. |
97,235 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.48 | AARON | Now question me no more, we are espied, |
97,236 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.49 | AARON | Here comes a parcel of our hopeful booty, |
97,237 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 2.3.50 | AARON | Which dreads not yet their lives' destruction. |
97,238 | Titus Andronicus | 4 | 2.3.51 | TAMORA | Ah, my sweet Moor, sweeter to me than life! |
97,239 | Titus Andronicus | 5 | 2.3.52 | AARON | No more, great empress, Bassianus comes: |
97,240 | Titus Andronicus | 5 | 2.3.53 | AARON | Be cross with him, and I'll go fetch thy sons |
97,241 | Titus Andronicus | 5 | 2.3.54 | AARON | To back thy quarrels, whatsoe'er they be. |
97,242 | Titus Andronicus | 5 | null | AARON | Exit |
97,243 | Titus Andronicus | 5 | null | AARON | Enter BASSIANUS and LAVINIA |
97,244 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 2.3.55 | BASSIANUS | Who have we here? Rome's royal empress, |
97,245 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 2.3.56 | BASSIANUS | Unfurnish'd of her well-beseeming troop? |
97,246 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 2.3.57 | BASSIANUS | Or is it Dian, habited like her, |
97,247 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 2.3.58 | BASSIANUS | Who hath abandoned her holy groves |
97,248 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 2.3.59 | BASSIANUS | To see the general hunting in this forest? |
97,249 | Titus Andronicus | 7 | 2.3.60 | TAMORA | Saucy controller of our private steps! |
97,250 | Titus Andronicus | 7 | 2.3.61 | TAMORA | Had I the power that some say Dian had, |
97,251 | Titus Andronicus | 7 | 2.3.62 | TAMORA | Thy temples should be planted presently |
97,252 | Titus Andronicus | 7 | 2.3.63 | TAMORA | With horns, as was Actaeon's, and the hounds |
97,253 | Titus Andronicus | 7 | 2.3.64 | TAMORA | Should drive upon thy new-transformed limbs, |
97,254 | Titus Andronicus | 7 | 2.3.65 | TAMORA | Unmannerly intruder as thou art! |
97,255 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 2.3.66 | LAVINIA | Under your patience, gentle empress, |
97,256 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 2.3.67 | LAVINIA | 'Tis thought you have a goodly gift in horning, |
97,257 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 2.3.68 | LAVINIA | And to be doubted that your Moor and you |
97,258 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 2.3.69 | LAVINIA | Are singled forth to try experiments: |
97,259 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 2.3.70 | LAVINIA | Jove shield your husband from his hounds to-day! |
97,260 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 2.3.71 | LAVINIA | 'Tis pity they should take him for a stag. |
97,261 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 2.3.72 | BASSIANUS | Believe me, queen, your swarth Cimmerian |
97,262 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 2.3.73 | BASSIANUS | Doth make your honour of his body's hue, |
97,263 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 2.3.74 | BASSIANUS | Spotted, detested, and abominable. |
97,264 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 2.3.75 | BASSIANUS | Why are you sequester'd from all your train, |
97,265 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 2.3.76 | BASSIANUS | Dismounted from your snow-white goodly steed. |
97,266 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 2.3.77 | BASSIANUS | And wander'd hither to an obscure plot, |
97,267 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 2.3.78 | BASSIANUS | Accompanied but with a barbarous Moor, |
97,268 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 2.3.79 | BASSIANUS | If foul desire had not conducted you? |
97,269 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 2.3.80 | LAVINIA | And, being intercepted in your sport, |
97,270 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 2.3.81 | LAVINIA | Great reason that my noble lord be rated |
97,271 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 2.3.82 | LAVINIA | For sauciness. I pray you, let us hence, |
97,272 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 2.3.83 | LAVINIA | And let her joy her raven-colour'd love, |
97,273 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 2.3.84 | LAVINIA | This valley fits the purpose passing well. |
97,274 | Titus Andronicus | 11 | 2.3.85 | BASSIANUS | The king my brother shall have note of this. |
97,275 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 2.3.86 | LAVINIA | Ay, for these slips have made him noted long: |
97,276 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 2.3.87 | LAVINIA | Good king, to be so mightily abused! |
97,277 | Titus Andronicus | 13 | 2.3.88 | TAMORA | Why have I patience to endure all this? |
97,278 | Titus Andronicus | 13 | null | TAMORA | Enter DEMETRIUS and CHIRON |
97,279 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | 2.3.89 | DEMETRIUS | How now, dear sovereign, and our gracious mother! |
97,280 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | 2.3.90 | DEMETRIUS | Why doth your highness look so pale and wan? |
97,281 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.91 | TAMORA | Have I not reason, think you, to look pale? |
97,282 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.92 | TAMORA | These two have 'ticed me hither to this place: |
97,283 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.93 | TAMORA | A barren detested vale, you see it is, |
97,284 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.94 | TAMORA | The trees, though summer, yet forlorn and lean, |
97,285 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.95 | TAMORA | O'ercome with moss and baleful mistletoe: |
97,286 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.96 | TAMORA | Here never shines the sun, here nothing breeds, |
97,287 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.97 | TAMORA | Unless the nightly owl or fatal raven: |
97,288 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.98 | TAMORA | And when they show'd me this abhorred pit, |
97,289 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.99 | TAMORA | They told me, here, at dead time of the night, |
97,290 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.100 | TAMORA | A thousand fiends, a thousand hissing snakes, |
97,291 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.101 | TAMORA | Ten thousand swelling toads, as many urchins, |
97,292 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.102 | TAMORA | Would make such fearful and confused cries |
97,293 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.103 | TAMORA | As any mortal body hearing it |
97,294 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.104 | TAMORA | Should straight fall mad, or else die suddenly. |
97,295 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.105 | TAMORA | No sooner had they told this hellish tale, |
97,296 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.106 | TAMORA | But straight they told me they would bind me here |
97,297 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.107 | TAMORA | Unto the body of a dismal yew, |
97,298 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.108 | TAMORA | And leave me to this miserable death: |
97,299 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.109 | TAMORA | And then they call'd me foul adulteress, |
97,300 | Titus Andronicus | 15 | 2.3.110 | TAMORA | Lascivious Goth, and all the bitterest terms |
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