A Forest. |
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Horns and cry of hounds heard. Enter TITUS ANDRONICUS, with Hunters, & c.; MARCUS, LUCIUS, QUINTUS, and MARTIUS. |
Tit. The hunt is up, the morn is bright and grey, |
The fields are fragrant and the woods are green. |
Uncouple here and let us make a bay, |
And wake the emperor and his lovely bride, |
And rouse the prince and ring a hunter's peal, |
That all the court may echo with the noise. |
Sons, let it be your charge, as it is ours, |
To attend the emperor's person carefully: |
I have been troubled in my sleep this night, |
But dawning day new comfort hath inspir'd. [A cry of hounds, and horns winded in a peal. |
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Enter SATURNINUS, TAMORA, BASSIANUS, LAVINIA, DEMETRIUS, CHIRON, and Attendants. |
Many good morrows to your majesty; |
Madam, to you as many and as good; |
I promised your Grace a hunter's peal. |
Sat. And you have rung it lustily, my lord; |
Somewhat too early for new-married ladies. |
Bas. Lavinia, how say you? |
Lav. I say, no; |
I have been broad awake two hours and more. |
Sat. Come on, then; horse and chariots let us have, |
And to our sport.—[To TAMORA.] Madam, now shall ye see |
Our Roman hunting |
Mar. I have dogs, my lord, |
Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase, |
And climb the highest promontory top. |
Tit. And I have horse will follow where the game |
Makes way, and run like swallows o'er the plain. |
Dem. [Aside.] Chiron, we hunt not, we, with horse nor hound, |
But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground. [Exeunt. |
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