Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Titus. And now I find it, therefore binde them sure,
Chi. Chi.
Chi. Villaines forbeare, we are the Empresse Sonnes.
Pub. Pub.
Pub. And therefore do we, what we are commanded.
Pub. Stop close their mouthes, let them not speake a word,
Pub. Is he sure bound, looke that you binde them fast.
Pub. Exeunt.
Pub. Enter Titus Andronicus with a knife, and Lauinia
Pub. with a Bason.
Tit. Tit.
Tit. Come, come Lauinia, looke, thy Foes are bound,
Tit. Sirs stop their mouthes, let them not speake to me,
Tit. But let them heare what fearefull words I vtter.
Tit. Oh Villaines, Chiron, and Demetrius,
Tit. Here stands the spring whom you haue stain'd with mud,
Tit. This goodly Sommer with your Winter mixt,
Tit. You kil'd her husband, and for that vil'd fault,
Tit. Two of her Brothers were condemn'd to death,
Tit. My hand cut off, and made a merry iest,