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97,901 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.5 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Thy niece and I, poor creatures, want our hands, |
97,902 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.6 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | And cannot passionate our tenfold grief |
97,903 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.7 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | With folded arms. This poor right hand of mine |
97,904 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.8 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Is left to tyrannize upon my breast, |
97,905 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.9 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Who, when my heart, all mad with misery, |
97,906 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.10 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Beats in this hollow prison of my flesh, |
97,907 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.11 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Then thus I thump it down. |
97,908 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | null | TITUS ANDRONICUS | To LAVINIA |
97,909 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.12 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Thou map of woe, that thus dost talk in signs! |
97,910 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.13 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | When thy poor heart beats with outrageous beating, |
97,911 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.14 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Thou canst not strike it thus to make it still. |
97,912 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.15 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Wound it with sighing, girl, kill it with groans, |
97,913 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.16 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Or get some little knife between thy teeth, |
97,914 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.17 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | And just against thy heart make thou a hole, |
97,915 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.18 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | That all the tears that thy poor eyes let fall |
97,916 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.19 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | May run into that sink, and soaking in |
97,917 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 3.2.20 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Drown the lamenting fool in sea-salt tears. |
97,918 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 3.2.21 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Fie, brother, fie! teach her not thus to lay |
97,919 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 3.2.22 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Such violent hands upon her tender life. |
97,920 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.23 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | How now! has sorrow made thee dote already? |
97,921 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.24 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Why, Marcus, no man should be mad but I. |
97,922 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.25 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | What violent hands can she lay on her life? |
97,923 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.26 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Ah, wherefore dost thou urge the name of hands, |
97,924 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.27 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | To bid AEneas tell the tale twice o'er, |
97,925 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.28 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | How Troy was burnt and he made miserable? |
97,926 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.29 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | O, handle not the theme, to talk of hands, |
97,927 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.30 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Lest we remember still that we have none. |
97,928 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.31 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Fie, fie, how franticly I square my talk, |
97,929 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.32 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | As if we should forget we had no hands, |
97,930 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.33 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | If Marcus did not name the word of hands! |
97,931 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.34 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Come, let's fall to, and, gentle girl, eat this: |
97,932 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.35 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Here is no drink! Hark, Marcus, what she says, |
97,933 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.36 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | I can interpret all her martyr'd signs, |
97,934 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.37 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | She says she drinks no other drink but tears, |
97,935 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.38 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Brew'd with her sorrow, mesh'd upon her cheeks: |
97,936 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.39 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Speechless complainer, I will learn thy thought, |
97,937 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.40 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | In thy dumb action will I be as perfect |
97,938 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.41 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | As begging hermits in their holy prayers: |
97,939 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.42 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Thou shalt not sigh, nor hold thy stumps to heaven, |
97,940 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.43 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Nor wink, nor nod, nor kneel, nor make a sign, |
97,941 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.44 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | But I of these will wrest an alphabet |
97,942 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 3.2.45 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | And by still practise learn to know thy meaning. |
97,943 | Titus Andronicus | 4 | 3.2.46 | Young LUCIUS | Good grandsire, leave these bitter deep laments: |
97,944 | Titus Andronicus | 4 | 3.2.47 | Young LUCIUS | Make my aunt merry with some pleasing tale. |
97,945 | Titus Andronicus | 5 | 3.2.48 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Alas, the tender boy, in passion moved, |
97,946 | Titus Andronicus | 5 | 3.2.49 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Doth weep to see his grandsire's heaviness. |
97,947 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 3.2.50 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Peace, tender sapling, thou art made of tears, |
97,948 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 3.2.51 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | And tears will quickly melt thy life away. |
97,949 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | null | TITUS ANDRONICUS | MARCUS strikes the dish with a knife |
97,950 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 3.2.52 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | What dost thou strike at, Marcus, with thy knife? |
97,951 | Titus Andronicus | 7 | 3.2.53 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | At that that I have kill'd, my lord, a fly. |
97,952 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 3.2.54 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Out on thee, murderer! thou kill'st my heart, |
97,953 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 3.2.55 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Mine eyes are cloy'd with view of tyranny: |
97,954 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 3.2.56 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | A deed of death done on the innocent |
97,955 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 3.2.57 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Becomes not Titus' brother: get thee gone: |
97,956 | Titus Andronicus | 8 | 3.2.58 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | I see thou art not for my company. |
97,957 | Titus Andronicus | 9 | 3.2.59 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Alas, my lord, I have but kill'd a fly. |
97,958 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 3.2.60 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | But how, if that fly had a father and mother? |
97,959 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 3.2.61 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | How would he hang his slender gilded wings, |
97,960 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 3.2.62 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | And buzz lamenting doings in the air! |
97,961 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 3.2.63 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Poor harmless fly, |
97,962 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 3.2.64 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | That, with his pretty buzzing melody, |
97,963 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 3.2.65 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Came here to make us merry! and thou hast |
97,964 | Titus Andronicus | 10 | 3.2.66 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | kill'd him. |
97,965 | Titus Andronicus | 11 | 3.2.67 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Pardon me, sir, it was a black ill-favor'd fly, |
97,966 | Titus Andronicus | 11 | 3.2.68 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Like to the empress' Moor, therefore I kill'd him. |
97,967 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.69 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | O, O, O, |
97,968 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.70 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Then pardon me for reprehending thee, |
97,969 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.71 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | For thou hast done a charitable deed. |
97,970 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.72 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Give me thy knife, I will insult on him, |
97,971 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.73 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Flattering myself, as if it were the Moor |
97,972 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.74 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Come hither purposely to poison me.-- |
97,973 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.75 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | There's for thyself, and that's for Tamora. |
97,974 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.76 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Ah, sirrah! |
97,975 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.77 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Yet, I think, we are not brought so low, |
97,976 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.78 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | But that between us we can kill a fly |
97,977 | Titus Andronicus | 12 | 3.2.79 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | That comes in likeness of a coal-black Moor. |
97,978 | Titus Andronicus | 13 | 3.2.80 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Alas, poor man! grief has so wrought on him, |
97,979 | Titus Andronicus | 13 | 3.2.81 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | He takes false shadows for true substances. |
97,980 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | 3.2.82 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Come, take away. Lavinia, go with me: |
97,981 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | 3.2.83 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | I'll to thy closet, and go read with thee |
97,982 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | 3.2.84 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Sad stories chanced in the times of old. |
97,983 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | 3.2.85 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Come, boy, and go with me: thy sight is young, |
97,984 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | 3.2.86 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | And thou shalt read when mine begin to dazzle. |
97,985 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | null | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Exeunt |
97,986 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | null | TITUS ANDRONICUS | ACT IV |
97,987 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | null | TITUS ANDRONICUS | SCENE I. Rome. Titus's garden. |
97,988 | Titus Andronicus | 14 | null | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Enter young LUCIUS, and LAVINIA running after him, and the boy flies from her, with books under his arm. Then enter TITUS and MARCUS |
97,989 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 4.1.1 | Young LUCIUS | Help, grandsire, help! my aunt Lavinia |
97,990 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 4.1.2 | Young LUCIUS | Follows me every where, I know not why: |
97,991 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 4.1.3 | Young LUCIUS | Good uncle Marcus, see how swift she comes. |
97,992 | Titus Andronicus | 1 | 4.1.4 | Young LUCIUS | Alas, sweet aunt, I know not what you mean. |
97,993 | Titus Andronicus | 2 | 4.1.5 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | Stand by me, Lucius, do not fear thine aunt. |
97,994 | Titus Andronicus | 3 | 4.1.6 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | She loves thee, boy, too well to do thee harm. |
97,995 | Titus Andronicus | 4 | 4.1.7 | Young LUCIUS | Ay, when my father was in Rome she did. |
97,996 | Titus Andronicus | 5 | 4.1.8 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS | What means my niece Lavinia by these signs? |
97,997 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 4.1.9 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Fear her not, Lucius: somewhat doth she mean: |
97,998 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 4.1.10 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | See, Lucius, see how much she makes of thee: |
97,999 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 4.1.11 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Somewhither would she have thee go with her. |
98,000 | Titus Andronicus | 6 | 4.1.12 | TITUS ANDRONICUS | Ah, boy, Cornelia never with more care |
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