Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ti. Rauisht and wrong'd as Philomela was?
Ti. Forc'd in the ruthlesse, vast, and gloomy woods?
Ti. See, see, I such a place there is where we did hunt,
Ti. (O had we neuer, neuer hunted there)
Ti. Patern'd by that the Poet heere describes,
Ti. By nature made for murthers and for rapes.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. O why should nature build so foule aThe same damage noted above partially obscurs this word. den,
Mar. Vnlesse the Gods delight in tragedies?
Ti. Ti.
Ti. Giue signes sweet girle, for heere are none but friends
Ti. What Romaine Lord it was durst do the deed?
Ti. Or slunke not Saturnine, as Tarquin ersts,
Ti. That left the Campe to sinne in Lucrece bed.
Mar. Sit downe sweet Neece, brother sit downe by me,
Mar. Appollo, Pallas, Ioue, or Mercury,
Mar. Inspire me that I may this treason finde.
Mar. My Lord looke heere, looke heere Lauinia.
Mar. He writes his Name with his staffe, and guides it