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.html (48 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus AndronicusOf that self-blood that first gave life to you;And from your womb where you imprisoned wereHe is enfranchised and come to light.Nay, he is your brother by the surer side,Although my seal be stamped in his face.NURSE.Aaron, what shall I say unto the Empress?DEMETRIUS.Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be done,And we will all subscribe to thy advice.Save thou the child, so we may all be safe.AARON.Then sit we down and let us all consult.My son and I will have the wind of you:Keep there; now talk at pleasure of your safety.[Theysit]DEMETRIUS.How many women saw this child of his?AARON.Why, so, brave lords! When we join in leagueI am a lamb; but if you brave the Moor,The chafed boar, the mountain lioness,The ocean swells not so as Aaron storms.But say, again, how many saw the child?NURSE.Cornelia the midwife and myself;And no one else but the delivered Empress.AARON.The Emperess, the midwife, and yourself.Two may keep counsel when the third's away:Go to the Empress, tell her this I said.[Hekills her]Weeke weeke!So cries a pig prepared to the spit.DEMETRIUS.What mean'st thou, Aaron? Whereforedidst thou this?AARON.O Lord, sir, 'tis a deed of policy.Shall she live to betray this guilt of ours-A long-tongu'd babbling gossip? No, lords, no.And now be it known to you my full intent:Not far, one Muliteus, my countryman-His wife but yesternight was brought to bed;His child is like to her, fair as you are.Go pack with him, and give the mother gold,And tell them both the circumstance of all,And how by this their child shall be advanc'd,And be received for the Emperor's heirAnd substituted in the place of mine,To calm this tempest whirling in the court;And let the Emperor dandle him for his own.Hark ye, lords.You see I have given her physic,http://darkwing.uoregon.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (49 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus[Pointing tothe NURSE]And you must needs bestow her funeral;The fields are near, and you are gallant grooms.This done, see that you take no longer days,But send the midwife presently to me.The midwife and the nurse well made away,Then let the ladies tattle what they please.CHIRON.Aaron, I see thou wilt not trust the airWith secrets.DEMETRIUS.For this care of Tamora,Herself and hers are highly bound to thee.Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, bearing off thedead NURSEAARON.Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies,There to dispose this treasure in mine arms,And secretly to greet the Empress' friends.Come on, you thick-lipp'd slave, I'll bear youhence;For it is you that puts us to our shifts.I'll make you feed on berries and on roots,And feed on curds and whey, and suck the goat,And cabin in a cave, and bring you upTo be a warrior and command a camp.Exitwith the CHILDSCENE III.Rome.A public placeEnter TITUS, bearing arrows with letters on theends of them; with him MARCUS, YOUNG LUCIUS, andothergentlemen, PUBLIUS, SEMPRONIUS, and CAIUS, withbowsTITUS.Come, Marcus, come; kinsmen, this is the way.Sir boy, let me see your archery;Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there straight.Terras Astrea reliquit,Be you rememb'red, Marcus; she's gone, she's fled.Sirs, take you to your tools.You, cousins, shallGo sound the ocean and cast your nets;Happily you may catch her in the sea;http://darkwing.uoregon.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (50 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus AndronicusYet there's as little justice as at land.No; Publius and Sempronius, you must do it;'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.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 miserableWhat time I threw the people's suffragesOn him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me.Go get you gone; and pray be careful all,And leave you not a man-of-war unsearch'd.This wicked Emperor may have shipp'd her hence;And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for justice.MARCUS.O Publius, is not this a heavy case,To see thy noble uncle thus distract?PUBLIUS.Therefore, my lords, it highly us concernsBy day and night t' attend him carefully,And feed his humour kindly as we mayTill time beget some careful remedy.MARCUS.Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy.Join with the Goths, and with revengeful warTake wreak on Rome for this ingratitude,And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine.TITUS.Publius, how now? How now, my masters?What, have you met with her?PUBLIUS.No, my good lord; but Pluto sends you word,If you will have Revenge from hell, you shall.Marry, for Justice, she is so employ'd,He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhere else,So that perforce you must needs stay a time.TITUS.He doth me wrong to feed me with delays.I'll dive into the burning lake belowAnd pull her out of Acheron by the heels.Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we,No big-bon'd men fram'd of the Cyclops' size;But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back,Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs canbear;And, sith there's no justice in earth nor hell,We will solicit heaven, and move the godsTo send down justice for to wreak our wrongs.Come, to this gear.You are a good archer, Marcus.http://darkwing.uoregon.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (51 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus[He gives themthe arrows]'Ad Jovem' that's for you; here 'Ad Apollinem.''Ad Martem' that's for myself.Here, boy, 'To Pallas'; here 'To Mercury.''To Saturn,' Caius- not to Saturnine:You were as good to shoot against the wind.To it, boy.Marcus, loose when I bid.Of my word, I have written to effect;There's not a god left unsolicited.MARCUS.Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into thecourt;We will afflict the Emperor in his pride.TITUS.Now, masters, draw.[They shoot] O, wellsaid, Lucius!Good boy, in Virgo's lap! Give it Pallas.MARCUS.My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon;Your letter is with Jupiter by this.TITUS.Ha! ha!Publius, Publius, hast thou done?See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns.MARCUS.This was the sport, my lord: when Publiusshot,The Bull, being gall'd, gave Aries such a knockThat down fell both the Ram's horns in the court;And who should find them but the Empress' villain?She laugh'd, and told the Moor he should notchooseBut give them to his master for a present.TITUS.Why, there it goes! God give his lordshipjoy!Enter the CLOWN, with a basket and two pigeons initNews, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come.Sirrah, what tidings? Have you any letters?Shall I have justice? What says Jupiter?CLOWN.Ho, the gibbet-maker? He says that he hathtaken them downagain, for the man must not be hang'd till thenext week.TITUS.But what says Jupiter, I ask thee?CLOWN.Alas, sir, I know not Jupiter; I never drankwith him in allhttp://darkwing.uoregon.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (52 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicusmy life.TITUS.Why, villain, art not thou the carrier?CLOWN.Ay, of my pigeons, sir; nothing else.TITUS.Why, didst thou not come from heaven?CLOWN.From heaven! Alas, sir, I never came there.God forbid Ishould be so bold to press to heaven in my youngdays.Why, I amgoing with my pigeons to the Tribunal Plebs, totake up a matterof brawl betwixt my uncle and one of theEmperal's men.MARCUS [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.html (48 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus AndronicusOf that self-blood that first gave life to you;And from your womb where you imprisoned wereHe is enfranchised and come to light.Nay, he is your brother by the surer side,Although my seal be stamped in his face.NURSE.Aaron, what shall I say unto the Empress?DEMETRIUS.Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be done,And we will all subscribe to thy advice.Save thou the child, so we may all be safe.AARON.Then sit we down and let us all consult.My son and I will have the wind of you:Keep there; now talk at pleasure of your safety.[Theysit]DEMETRIUS.How many women saw this child of his?AARON.Why, so, brave lords! When we join in leagueI am a lamb; but if you brave the Moor,The chafed boar, the mountain lioness,The ocean swells not so as Aaron storms.But say, again, how many saw the child?NURSE.Cornelia the midwife and myself;And no one else but the delivered Empress.AARON.The Emperess, the midwife, and yourself.Two may keep counsel when the third's away:Go to the Empress, tell her this I said.[Hekills her]Weeke weeke!So cries a pig prepared to the spit.DEMETRIUS.What mean'st thou, Aaron? Whereforedidst thou this?AARON.O Lord, sir, 'tis a deed of policy.Shall she live to betray this guilt of ours-A long-tongu'd babbling gossip? No, lords, no.And now be it known to you my full intent:Not far, one Muliteus, my countryman-His wife but yesternight was brought to bed;His child is like to her, fair as you are.Go pack with him, and give the mother gold,And tell them both the circumstance of all,And how by this their child shall be advanc'd,And be received for the Emperor's heirAnd substituted in the place of mine,To calm this tempest whirling in the court;And let the Emperor dandle him for his own.Hark ye, lords.You see I have given her physic,http://darkwing.uoregon.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (49 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus[Pointing tothe NURSE]And you must needs bestow her funeral;The fields are near, and you are gallant grooms.This done, see that you take no longer days,But send the midwife presently to me.The midwife and the nurse well made away,Then let the ladies tattle what they please.CHIRON.Aaron, I see thou wilt not trust the airWith secrets.DEMETRIUS.For this care of Tamora,Herself and hers are highly bound to thee.Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, bearing off thedead NURSEAARON.Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies,There to dispose this treasure in mine arms,And secretly to greet the Empress' friends.Come on, you thick-lipp'd slave, I'll bear youhence;For it is you that puts us to our shifts.I'll make you feed on berries and on roots,And feed on curds and whey, and suck the goat,And cabin in a cave, and bring you upTo be a warrior and command a camp.Exitwith the CHILDSCENE III.Rome.A public placeEnter TITUS, bearing arrows with letters on theends of them; with him MARCUS, YOUNG LUCIUS, andothergentlemen, PUBLIUS, SEMPRONIUS, and CAIUS, withbowsTITUS.Come, Marcus, come; kinsmen, this is the way.Sir boy, let me see your archery;Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there straight.Terras Astrea reliquit,Be you rememb'red, Marcus; she's gone, she's fled.Sirs, take you to your tools.You, cousins, shallGo sound the ocean and cast your nets;Happily you may catch her in the sea;http://darkwing.uoregon.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (50 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus AndronicusYet there's as little justice as at land.No; Publius and Sempronius, you must do it;'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.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 miserableWhat time I threw the people's suffragesOn him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me.Go get you gone; and pray be careful all,And leave you not a man-of-war unsearch'd.This wicked Emperor may have shipp'd her hence;And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for justice.MARCUS.O Publius, is not this a heavy case,To see thy noble uncle thus distract?PUBLIUS.Therefore, my lords, it highly us concernsBy day and night t' attend him carefully,And feed his humour kindly as we mayTill time beget some careful remedy.MARCUS.Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy.Join with the Goths, and with revengeful warTake wreak on Rome for this ingratitude,And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine.TITUS.Publius, how now? How now, my masters?What, have you met with her?PUBLIUS.No, my good lord; but Pluto sends you word,If you will have Revenge from hell, you shall.Marry, for Justice, she is so employ'd,He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhere else,So that perforce you must needs stay a time.TITUS.He doth me wrong to feed me with delays.I'll dive into the burning lake belowAnd pull her out of Acheron by the heels.Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we,No big-bon'd men fram'd of the Cyclops' size;But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back,Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs canbear;And, sith there's no justice in earth nor hell,We will solicit heaven, and move the godsTo send down justice for to wreak our wrongs.Come, to this gear.You are a good archer, Marcus.http://darkwing.uoregon.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (51 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicus[He gives themthe arrows]'Ad Jovem' that's for you; here 'Ad Apollinem.''Ad Martem' that's for myself.Here, boy, 'To Pallas'; here 'To Mercury.''To Saturn,' Caius- not to Saturnine:You were as good to shoot against the wind.To it, boy.Marcus, loose when I bid.Of my word, I have written to effect;There's not a god left unsolicited.MARCUS.Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into thecourt;We will afflict the Emperor in his pride.TITUS.Now, masters, draw.[They shoot] O, wellsaid, Lucius!Good boy, in Virgo's lap! Give it Pallas.MARCUS.My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon;Your letter is with Jupiter by this.TITUS.Ha! ha!Publius, Publius, hast thou done?See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns.MARCUS.This was the sport, my lord: when Publiusshot,The Bull, being gall'd, gave Aries such a knockThat down fell both the Ram's horns in the court;And who should find them but the Empress' villain?She laugh'd, and told the Moor he should notchooseBut give them to his master for a present.TITUS.Why, there it goes! God give his lordshipjoy!Enter the CLOWN, with a basket and two pigeons initNews, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come.Sirrah, what tidings? Have you any letters?Shall I have justice? What says Jupiter?CLOWN.Ho, the gibbet-maker? He says that he hathtaken them downagain, for the man must not be hang'd till thenext week.TITUS.But what says Jupiter, I ask thee?CLOWN.Alas, sir, I know not Jupiter; I never drankwith him in allhttp://darkwing.uoregon.edu/%7Erbear/shake/titus.html (52 of 73)4/11/2005 8:56:21 AM William Shakespeare: Titus Andronicusmy life.TITUS.Why, villain, art not thou the carrier?CLOWN.Ay, of my pigeons, sir; nothing else.TITUS.Why, didst thou not come from heaven?CLOWN.From heaven! Alas, sir, I never came there.God forbid Ishould be so bold to press to heaven in my youngdays.Why, I amgoing with my pigeons to the Tribunal Plebs, totake up a matterof brawl betwixt my uncle and one of theEmperal's men.MARCUS [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]