Act 5 — Scene II. Rome. Before Titus's house.

Tam. Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment,[4732] I will encounter with Andronicus, And say I am Revenge, sent from below To join with him and right his heinous wrongs. Knock at his study, where, they say, he keeps,[4733] 5 To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge; Tell him Revenge is come to join with him, And work confusion on his enemies. [They knock.[4734]

Tit. Who doth molest my contemplation? Is it your trick to make me ope the door, 10 That so my sad decrees may fly away, And all my study be to no effect?[4735] You are deceived: for what I mean to do See here in bloody lines I have set down; And what is written shall be executed. 15 Tam. Titus, I am come to talk with thee.[4736] Tit. No, not a word: how can I grace my talk, Wanting a hand to give it action?[4737] Thou hast the odds of me; therefore no more. Tam. If thou didst know me, thou wouldst talk with me.[4738] 20 Tit. I am not mad; I know thee well enough: Witness this wretched stump, witness these crimson lines;[4739] Witness these trenches made by grief and care; Witness the tiring day and heavy night; Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well 25 For our proud empress, mighty Tamora: Is not thy coming for my other hand?[4740] Tam. Know, thou sad man, I am not Tamora;[4741] She is thy enemy, and I thy friend: I am Revenge; sent from the infernal kingdom, 30 To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind,[4742] By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes.[4743] Come down and welcome me to this world's light; Confer with me of murder and of death: There's not a hollow cave or lurking-place, 35 No vast obscurity or misty vale, Where bloody murder or detested rape Can couch for fear, but I will find them out, And in their ears tell them my dreadful name, Revenge, which makes the foul offender quake.[4744] 40 Tit. Art thou Revenge? and art thou sent to me, To be a torment to mine enemies?[4745] Tam. I am; therefore come down and welcome me.[4746] Tit. Do me some service ere I come to thee. Lo, by thy side where Rape and Murder stands;[4747] 45 Now give some surance that thou art Revenge,[4748] Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot-wheels; And then I'll come and be thy waggoner, And whirl along with thee about the globes.[4749] Provide thee two proper palfreys, black as jet,[4750] 50 To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away, And find out murderers in their guilty caves:[4751] And when thy car is loaden with their heads, I will dismount, and by the waggon-wheel[4752] Trot like a servile footman all day long, 55 Even from Hyperion's rising in the east[4753] Until his very downfall in the sea: And day by day I'll do this heavy task, So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there. Tam. These are my ministers and come with me.[4754] 60 Tit. Are these thy ministers? what are they call'd? Tam. Rapine and Murder; therefore called so,[4755] 'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men.[4756] Tit. Good Lord, how like the empress' sons they are, And you the empress! but we worldly men 65 Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes.[4757] O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee; And, if one arm's embracement will content thee, I will embrace thee in it by and by. [Exit above.[4758] Tam. This closing with him fits his lunacy: 70 Whate'er I forge to feed his brain-sick fits, Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches,[4759] For now he firmly takes me for Revenge; And, being credulous in this mad thought, I'll make him send for Lucius his son; 75 And, whilst I at a banquet hold him sure, I'll find some cunning practice out of hand, To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths, Or at the least make them his enemies. See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme. 80

Tit. Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee:[4761] Welcome, dread Fury, to my woful house: Rapine and Murder, you are welcome too: How like the empress and her sons you are! Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor: 85 Could not all hell afford you such a devil? For well I wot the empress never wags But in her company there is a Moor; And, would you represent our queen aright, It were convenient you had such a devil: 90 But welcome, as you are. What shall we do? Tam. What wouldst them have us do, Andronicus? Dem. Show me a murderer, I'll deal with him. Chi. Show me a villain that hath done a rape, And I am sent to be revenged on him. 95 Tam. Show me a thousand that have done thee wrong, And I will be revenged on them all.[4762] Tit. Look round about the wicked streets of Rome, And when thou find'st a man that's like thyself, Good Murder, stab him; he's a murderer. 100 Go thou with him, and when it is thy hap To find another that is like to thee, Good Rapine, stab him; he's a ravisher.[4763] Go thou with them; and in the emperor's court There is a queen, attended by a Moor; 105 Well mayst thou know her by thine own proportion,[4764] For up and down she doth resemble thee: I pray thee, do on them some violent death; They have been violent to me and mine. Tam. Well hast thou lesson'd us; this shall we do. 110 But would it please thee, good Andronicus,[4765] To send for Lucius, thy thrice valiant son, Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths, And bid him come and banquet at thy house; When he is here, even at thy solemn feast, 115 I will bring in the empress and her sons, The emperor himself, and all thy foes; And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel, And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart. What says Andronicus to this device?[4766] 120 Tit. Marcus, my brother! 'tis sad Titus calls.

Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius; Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths: Bid him repair to me and bring with him Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths: 125 Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are: Tell him the emperor and the empress too Feast at my house, and he shall feast with them.[4768] This do thou for my love, and so let him, As he regards his aged father's life. 130 Marc. This will I do, and soon return again. [Exit.[4769] Tam. Now will I hence about thy business, And take my ministers along with me. Tit. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with me; Or else I'll call my brother back again, 135 And cleave to no revenge but Lucius.[4770] Tam. [Aside to her sons] What say you, boys? will you bide with him,[4771] Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor How I have govern'd our determined jest? Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him fair,[4772] 140 And tarry with him till I turn again.[4773] Tit. [Aside] I know them all, though they suppose me mad;[4774] And will o'er-reach them in their own devices:[4775] A pair of cursed hell-hounds and their dam.[4776] Dem. Madam, depart at pleasure; leave us here. 145 Tam. Farewell, Andronicus: Revenge now goes To lay a complot to betray thy foes. Tit. I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell.

Chi. Tell us, old man, how shall we be employ'd? Tit. Tut, I have work enough for you to do.[4778] 150 Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine!

Pub. What is your will?[4780] Tit. Know you these two?[4781] Pub. The empress' sons, I take them, Chiron and[4779][4782][4783] Demetrius.[4783] 155 Tit. Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much deceived; The one is Murder, Rape is the other's name; And therefore bind them, gentle Publius: Caius and Valentine, lay hands on them: Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour, 160 And now I find it; therefore bind them sure; And stop their mouths, if they begin to cry. [Exit.

Chi. Villains, forbear! we are the empress' sons. Pub. And therefore do we what we are commanded.[4779] Stop close their mouths, let them not speak a word. 165 Is he sure bound? look that you bind them fast.

Tit. Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes are bound.[4786] Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not speak to me; But let them hear what fearful words I utter. O villains, Chiron and Demetrius! 170 Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with mud, This goodly summer with your winter mix'd. You kill'd her husband, and for that vile fault[4787] Two of her brothers were condemn'd to death, My hand cut off and made a merry jest; 175 Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that more dear Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity, Inhuman traitors, you constrain'd and forced. What would you say, if I should let you speak?[4788] Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace. 180 Hark, wretches! how I mean to martyr you. This one hand yet is left to cut your throats,[4789] Whilst that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth hold[4790] The basin that receives your guilty blood. You know your mother means to feast with me,[4791] 185 And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad: Hark, villains! I will grind your bones to dust, And with your blood and it I'll make a paste; And of the paste a coffin I will rear,[4792] And make two pasties of your shameful heads; 190 And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd dam,[4793] Like to the earth, swallow her own increase.[4794] This is the feast that I have bid her to, And this the banquet she shall surfeit on; For worse than Philomel you used my daughter, 195 And worse than Progne I will be revenged:[4795] And now prepare your throats. Lavinia, come,

Receive the blood: and when that they are dead, Let me go grind their bones to powder small, And with this hateful liquor temper it; 200 And in that paste let their vile heads be baked.[4797] Come, come, be every one officious[4798] To make this banquet; which I wish may prove[4799] More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast.[4800] So, now bring them in, for I'll play the cook,[4801] 205 And see them ready against their mother comes.