Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tit. Witnesse the tyring day, and heauie night,
Tit. Witnesse all sorrow, that I know thee well
Tit. For our proud Empresse, Mighty Tamora:
Tit. Is not thy comming for my other hand?
Tamo. Tamo.
Tamo. Know thou sad man, I am not Tamora,
Tamo. She is thy Enemie, and I thy Friend,
Tamo. I am Reuenge sent from th' infernall Kingdome,
Tamo. To ease the gnawing Vulture of the mind,
Tamo. By working wreakefull vengeance on my Foes:
Tamo. Come downe and welcome me to this worlds light,
Tamo. Conferre with me of Murder and of Death,
Tamo. Ther's not a hollow Caue or lurking place,
Tamo. No Vast obscurity, or Misty vale,
Tamo. Where bloody Murther or detested Rape,
Tamo. Can couch for feare, but I will finde them out,
Tamo. And in their eares tell them my dreadfull name,
Tamo. Reuenge, which makes the foule offenders quake.
Tit. Tit.
Tit. Art thou Reuenge? and art thou sent to me,