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Speeches (Lines) for Tamora
in "Titus Andronicus"

Total: 49

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

I,1,121

Stay, Roman brethren! Gracious conqueror,
Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed,...

2

I,1,148

O cruel, irreligious piety!

3

I,1,369

And here, in sight of heaven, to Rome I swear,
If Saturnine advance the Queen of Goths,...

4

I,1,477

My worthy lord, if ever Tamora
Were gracious in those princely eyes of thine,...

5

I,1,483

Not so, my lord; the gods of Rome forfend
I should be author to dishonour you!...

6

I,1,513

Titus, I am incorporate in Rome,
A Roman now adopted happily,...

7

I,1,530

Nay, nay, sweet emperor, we must all be friends:
The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace;...

8

II,3,743

My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st thou sad,
When every thing doth make a gleeful boast?...

9

II,3,784

Ah, my sweet Moor, sweeter to me than life!

10

II,3,795

Saucy controller of our private steps!
Had I the power that some say Dian had,...

11

II,3,823

Why have I patience to endure all this?

12

II,3,827

Have I not reason, think you, to look pale?
These two have 'ticed me hither to this place:...

13

II,3,858

Give me thy poniard; you shall know, my boys
Your mother's hand shall right your mother's wrong.

14

II,3,869

But when ye have the honey ye desire,
Let not this wasp outlive, us both to sting.

15

II,3,875

I will not hear her speak; away with her!

16

II,3,896

I know not what it means; away with her!

17

II,3,901

Hadst thou in person ne'er offended me,
Even for his sake am I pitiless....

18

II,3,912

What begg'st thou, then? fond woman, let me go.

19

II,3,919

So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee:
No, let them satisfy their lust on thee.

20

II,3,930

Farewell, my sons: see that you make her sure.
Ne'er let my heart know merry cheer indeed,...

21

II,3,1010

Where is my lord the king?

22

II,3,1012

Where is thy brother Bassianus?

23

II,3,1015

Then all too late I bring this fatal writ,
The complot of this timeless tragedy;...

24

II,3,1039

What, are they in this pit? O wondrous thing!
How easily murder is discovered!

25

II,3,1047

Andronicus himself did take it up.

26

II,3,1057

Andronicus, I will entreat the king;
Fear not thy sons; they shall do well enough.

27

IV,4,2036

My gracious lord, my lovely Saturnine,
Lord of my life, commander of my thoughts,...

28

IV,4,2053

Empress I am, but yonder sits the emperor.

29

IV,4,2059

Come, sirrah, you must be hanged.

30

IV,4,2092

Why should you fear? is not your city strong?

31

IV,4,2095

King, be thy thoughts imperious, like thy name.
Is the sun dimm'd, that gnats do fly in it?...

32

IV,4,2109

If Tamora entreat him, then he will:
For I can smooth and fill his aged ear...

33

IV,4,2124

Now will I to that old Andronicus;
And temper him with all the art I have,...

34

V,2,2305

Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment,
I will encounter with Andronicus,...

35

V,2,2322

Titus, I am come to talk with thee.

36

V,2,2326

If thou didst know me, thou wouldest talk with me.

37

V,2,2334

Know, thou sad man, I am not Tamora;
She is thy enemy, and I thy friend:...

38

V,2,2349

I am; therefore come down, and welcome me.

39

V,2,2366

These are my ministers, and come with me.

40

V,2,2368

Rapine and Murder; therefore called so,
Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men.

41

V,2,2377

This closing with him fits his lunacy
Whate'er I forge to feed his brain-sick fits,...

42

V,2,2400

What wouldst thou have us do, Andronicus?

43

V,2,2404

Show me a thousand that have done thee wrong,
And I will be revenged on them all.

44

V,2,2418

Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall we do.
But would it please thee, good Andronicus,...

45

V,2,2442

Now will I hence about thy business,
And take my ministers along with me.

46

V,2,2447

[Aside to her sons] What say you, boys? will you
bide with him,...

47

V,2,2457

Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes
To lay a complot to betray thy foes.

48

V,3,2565

We are beholding to you, good Andronicus.

49

V,3,2589

Why hast thou slain thine only daughter thus?

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