Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tam. And so supplant vs for ingratitude,
Tam. Which Rome reputes to be a hainous sinne.
Tam. Yeeld at intreats, and then let me alone:
Tam. Ile finde a day to massacre them all,
Tam. And race their faction, and their familie,
Tam. The cruell Father, and his trayt'rous sonnes,
Tam. To whom I sued for my deare sonnes life.
Tam. And make them know what 'tis to let a Queene.
Tam. Kneele in the streetes, and beg for grace in vaine.
Tam. Come, come, sweet Emperour, (come Andronicus)
Tam. Take vp this good old man, and cheere the heart,
Tam. That dies in tempest of thy angry frowne.
King. King.
King. Rise Titus, rise,
King. My Empresse hath preuail'd.
Titus. Titus.
Titus. I thanke your Maiestie,
Titus. And her my Lord.
Titus. These words, these lookes,
Titus. Infuse new life in me.