Speeches (Lines) for Young Lucius
in "Titus Andronicus"
Total: 11

1

III,2,1491

Good grandsire, leave these bitter deep laments:
Make my aunt merry with some pleasing tale.

2

IV,1,1537

Help, grandsire, help! my aunt Lavinia
Follows me every where, I know not why:
Good uncle Marcus, see how swift she comes.
Alas, sweet aunt, I know not what you mean.

3

IV,1,1543

Ay, when my father was in Rome she did.

4

IV,1,1552

My lord, I know not, I, nor can I guess,
Unless some fit or frenzy do possess her:
For I have heard my grandsire say full oft,
Extremity of griefs would make men mad;
And I have read that Hecuba of Troy
Ran mad through sorrow: that made me to fear;
Although, my lord, I know my noble aunt
Loves me as dear as e'er my mother did,
And would not, but in fury, fright my youth:
Which made me down to throw my books, and fly—
Causeless, perhaps. But pardon me, sweet aunt:
And, madam, if my uncle Marcus go,
I will most willingly attend your ladyship.

5

IV,1,1580

Grandsire, 'tis Ovid's Metamorphoses;
My mother gave it me.

6

IV,1,1651

I say, my lord, that if I were a man,
Their mother's bed-chamber should not be safe
For these bad bondmen to the yoke of Rome.

7

IV,1,1656

And, uncle, so will I, an if I live.

8

IV,1,1662

Ay, with my dagger in their bosoms, grandsire.

9

IV,2,1683

My lords, with all the humbleness I may,
I greet your honours from Andronicus.
[Aside]
And pray the Roman gods confound you both!

10

IV,2,1688

[Aside] That you are both decipher'd, that's the news,
For villains mark'd with rape.—May it please you,
My grandsire, well advised, hath sent by me
The goodliest weapons of his armoury
To gratify your honourable youth,
The hope of Rome; for so he bade me say;
And so I do, and with his gifts present
Your lordships, that, whenever you have need,
You may be armed and appointed well:
And so I leave you both:
[Aside]
like bloody villains.

11

V,3,2716

O grandsire, grandsire! even with all my heart
Would I were dead, so you did live again!
O Lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping;
My tears will choke me, if I ope my mouth.