Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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An. Enter young Lucius and Lauinia running after him, and
An. the Boy flies from her with his bookes vnder his arme.
An. Enr Titus and Marcus.
Boy. Boy.
Boy. Hlpe Gransier helpe, my Aunt Lauinia,
Boy. Followes me euery where I know not why.
Boy. Good Vncle Marcus see how swift she comes,
Boy. Alas sweet Aunt, I know not what you meane.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. Stand by me Lucius, doe not feare thy Aunt.
Titus. Titus.
Titus. She loues thee boy too well to doe thee harme
Boy. I when my father was in Rome she did.
Mar. What meanes my Neece Lauinia by these signes?
Ti. Ti.
Ti. Feare not Lucius, somewhat doth she meane:
Ti. See Lucius see, how much she makes of thee:
Ti. Some whether would she haue thee goe with her.