Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tam. Ile make him send for Lucius his Sonne,
Tam. And whil'st I at a Banquet hold him sure,
Tam. Ile find some cunning practise out of hand
Tam. To scatter and disperse the giddie Gothes,
Tam. Or at the least make them his Enemies:
Tam. See heere he comes, and I must play my theame.
Tit. Tit.
Tit. Long haue I bene forlorne, and all for thee,
Tit. Welcome dread Fury to my woefull house,
Tit. Rapine and Murther, you are welcome too,
Tit. How like the Empresse and her Sonnes you are.
Tit. Well are you fitted, had you but a Moore,
Tit. Could not all hell afford you such a deuill?
Tit. For well I wote the Empresse neuer wags;
Tit. But in her company there is a Moore,
Tit. And would you represent our Queene aright
Tit. It were conuenient you had such a deuill:
Tit. But welcome as you are, what shall we doe?
Tam. Tam.
Tam. What would'st thou haue vs doe Andronicus?