Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tit. Your reason, Mighty Lord?
Sat. Sat.
Sat. Because the Girle, should not suruiue her shame,
Sat. And by her presence still renew his sorrowes.
Tit. Tit.
Tit. A reason mighty, strong, and effectuall,
Tit. A patterne, president, and liuely warrant,
Tit. For me (most wretched) to performe the like:
Tit. Die, die, Lauinia, and thy shame with thee,
Tit. And with thy shame, thy Fathers sorrow die.
Tit. He kils her.
Sat. What hast done, vnnaturall and vnkinde?
Tit. Kil'd her for whom my teares haue made me blind.
Tit. I am as wofull as Virginius was,
Tit. And haue a thousand times more cause then he.
Sat. What was she rauisht? tell who did the deed,