Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. King.
King. Marcus,
King. For thy sake and thy brothers heere,
King. And at my louely Tamora's intreats,
King. I doe remit these young mens haynous faults.
King. Stand vp: Lauinia, though you left me like a churle,
King. I found a friend, and sure as death I sware,
King. I would not part a Batchellour from the Priest.
King. Come, if the Emperours Court can feast two Brides,
King. You are my guest Lauinia, and your friends:
King. This day shall be a Loue‑day Tamora.
Tit. Tit.
Tit. To morrow and it please your Maiestie,
Tit. To hunt the Panther and the Hart with me,
Tit. With horne and Hound,
Tit. Weele giue your Grace Bon iour.
Satur. Satur.
Satur. Be it so Titus, and Gramercy to.
Satur. Exeunt.
Satur. Actus Secunda.