Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tit. Sirrha hast thou a knife? Come let me see it.
Tit. Heere Marcus, fold it in the Oration,
Tit. For thou hast made it like an humble Suppliant:
Tit. And when thou hast giuen it the Emperour,
Tit. Knocke at my dore, and tell me what he sayes.
Clowne. Clowne.
Clowne. God be with you sir, I will.
Clowne. Exit.
Tit. Tit.
Tit. Come Marcus let vs goe, Publius follow me.
Tit. Exeunt.
Tit. [Act 4, Scene 4]
Tit. Enter Emperour and Empresse, and her two sonnes, the
Tit. Emperour brings the Arrowes in his hand
Tit. that Titus shot at him.
Satur. Satur.
Satur. Why Lords,
Satur. What wrongs are these? was euer seene
Satur. An Emperour in Rome thus ouerborne,
Satur. Troubled, Confronted thus, and for the extent