Speeches (Lines) for Tamora
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Stay, Roman brethren! Gracious conqueror,
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O cruel, irreligious piety! |
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And here, in sight of heaven, to Rome I swear,
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My worthy lord, if ever Tamora
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Not so, my lord; the gods of Rome forfend
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Titus, I am incorporate in Rome,
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Nay, nay, sweet emperor, we must all be friends:
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My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st thou sad,
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Ah, my sweet Moor, sweeter to me than life! |
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Saucy controller of our private steps!
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Why have I patience to endure all this? |
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Have I not reason, think you, to look pale?
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Give me thy poniard; you shall know, my boys
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But when ye have the honey ye desire,
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I will not hear her speak; away with her! |
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I know not what it means; away with her! |
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Hadst thou in person ne'er offended me,
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What begg'st thou, then? fond woman, let me go. |
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So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee:
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Farewell, my sons: see that you make her sure.
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Where is my lord the king? |
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Where is thy brother Bassianus? |
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Then all too late I bring this fatal writ,
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What, are they in this pit? O wondrous thing!
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Andronicus himself did take it up. |
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Andronicus, I will entreat the king;
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My gracious lord, my lovely Saturnine,
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Empress I am, but yonder sits the emperor. |
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Come, sirrah, you must be hanged. |
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Why should you fear? is not your city strong? |
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King, be thy thoughts imperious, like thy name.
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If Tamora entreat him, then he will:
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Now will I to that old Andronicus;
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Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment,
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Titus, I am come to talk with thee. |
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If thou didst know me, thou wouldest talk with me. |
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Know, thou sad man, I am not Tamora;
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I am; therefore come down, and welcome me. |
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These are my ministers, and come with me. |
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Rapine and Murder; therefore called so,
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This closing with him fits his lunacy
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What wouldst thou have us do, Andronicus? |
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Show me a thousand that have done thee wrong,
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Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall we do.
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Now will I hence about thy business,
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[Aside to her sons] What say you, boys? will you
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Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes
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We are beholding to you, good Andronicus. |
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Why hast thou slain thine only daughter thus? |