Titus Andronicus

Titus Andronicus

Language: English

Pages: 98

ISBN: 1470195984

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

This anthology is a thorough introduction to classic literature for those who have not yet experienced these literary masterworks. For those who have known and loved these works in the past, this is an invitation to reunite with old friends in a fresh new format. From Shakespeare’s finesse to Oscar Wilde’s wit, this unique collection brings together works as diverse and influential as The Pilgrim’s Progress and Othello. As an anthology that invites readers to immerse themselves in the masterpieces of the literary giants, it is must-have addition to any library.

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when he sleeps will she do what she list. You are a young huntsman, Marcus; let alone; And come, I will go get a leaf of brass, And with a gad of steel will write these words, [105] And lay it by. The angry northern wind Will blow these sands like Sibyl’s leaves abroad, And where’s our lesson, then? Boy, what say you? BOY I say, my lord, that if I were a man Their mother’s bedchamber should not be safe [110] For these base bondmen to the yoke of Rome. MARCUS Ay, that’s my boy! Thy

’Tis you must dig with mattock and with spade, And pierce the inmost centre of the earth; Then, when you come to Pluto’s region, I pray you deliver him this petition. [15] Tell him it is for justice and for aid, And that it comes from old Andronicus, Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome. Ah, Rome! Well, well, I made thee miserable What time I threw the people’s suffrages [20] On him that thus doth tyrannize o’er me. Go get you gone; and pray be careful all, And leave you not a

Then, gracious auditory, be it known to you That Chiron and the damn’d Demetrius Were they that murd’red our Emperor’s brother; And they it were that ravished our sister. [100] For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded, Our father’s tears despis’d, and basely cozen’d Of that true hand that fought Rome’s quarrel out And sent her enemies unto the grave. Lastly, myself unkindly banished, [105] The gates shut on me, and turn’d weeping out, To beg relief among Rome’s enemies; Who

in arms. Ten years are spent since first he undertook This cause of Rome, and chastised with arms Our enemies’ pride; five times he hath return’d Bleeding to Rome, bearing his valiant sons In coffins from the field; and at this day To the monument of that Andronici Done sacrifice of expiation, [35] And slain the noblest prisoner of the Goths. And now at last, laden with honour’s spoils, Returns the good Andronicus to Rome, Renowned Titus, flourishing in arms. Let us entreat, by

not thou full often struck a doe, And borne her cleanly by the keeper’s nose? AARON Why, then, it seems some certain snatch [95] or so Would serve your turns. CHIRON Ay, so the turn were served. DEMETRIUS Aaron, thou hast hit it. AARON Would you had hit it too! Then should not we be tir’d with this ado. Why, hark ye, hark ye! and are you such fools [100] To square for this? Would it offend you, then, That both should speed? CHIRON Faith, not me. DEMETRIUS Nor me, so I were one.

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