Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tit. Enter Marcus and Titus Sonnes.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. O Titus see! O see what thou hast done!
Mar. In a bad quarrell, slaine a Vertuous sonne.
Tit. Tit.
Tit. No foolish Tribune, no: No sonne of mine,
Tit. Nor thou, nor these Confedrates in the deed,
Tit. That hath dishonoured all our Family,
Tit. Vnworthy brother, and vnworthy Sonnes.
Luci. Luci.
Luci. But let vs giue him buriall as becomes:
Luci. Giue Mutius buriall with our Bretheren.
Tit. Traytors away, he rest's not in this Tombe:
Tit. This Monument fiue hundreth yeares hath stood,
Tit. Which I haue Sumptuously re‑edified.
Tit. Heere none but Souldiers, and Romes Seruitors,
Tit. Repose in Fame: None basely slaine in braules,
Tit. Bury him where you can, he comes not heere.