1 6 Which, like a taper in some monument, QUIN. Reach me thy hand, that I may help thee out; Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good, I have no strength to pluck thee to the brink. Again, in the Muse's Elysium, by Drayton: "Which from it such a flaming light " And radiancy ejecteth, "That in the very darkest night "The eye to it directeth." : Chaucer, in the Romaunt of the Rose, attributes the same properties to the carbuncle: " Soche light ysprang out of the stone." STEEVENS. a gem " To lighten all this isle." So also, Spenser's Fairy Queen, B. VI. c. xi: 6 66 like diamond of rich regard, " In doubtful shadow of the darksome night." MALONE. all the hole,] The 4to. 1600, reads-all this hole. TODD. * So pale did shine the moon &c.] Lee appears to have been indebted to this image in his Massacre of Paris: " Looks like a midnight moon upon a murder." STEEVENS. MART. Nor I no strength to climb without thy help. QUIN. Thy hand once more; I will not loose again, Till thou art here aloft, or I below: Thou canst not come to me, I come to thee. : Enter SATURNINUS and AARON. [Falls in. SAT. Along with me:-I'll see what hole is here, And what he is, that now is leap'd into it. Say, who art thou, that lately didst descend Into this gaping hollow of the earth? MART. The unhappy son of old Andronicus; Brought hither in a most unlucky hour, To find thy brother Bassianus dead. SAT. My brother dead? I know, thou dost but jest: He and his lady both are at the lodge, Upon the north side of this pleasant chase; 'Tis not an hour since I left him there." MART. We know not where you left him all alive, But, out alas! here have we found him dead. Enter TAMORA, with Attendants; TITUS ANDRONICUS, and Lucius. TAM. Where is my lord, the king? SAT. Here, Tamora; though griev'd with killing grief. TAM. Where is thy brother Bassianus? left him there.] Edition 1600 reads:-left them there. TODD. 1 SAT. Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound; Poor Bassianus here lies murdered.. TAM. Then all too late I bring this fatal writ, [Giving a Letter. The complot of this timeless tragedy; SAT. [Reads.] An if we miss to meet him hand somely, Sweet huntsman, Bassianus'tis, we mean,一 Which overshades the mouth of that same pit, This is the pit, and this the elder-tree: AAR. My gracious lord, here is the bag of gold. SAT. Two of thy whelps, [To TIT.] fell curs of bloody kind, Have here bereft my brother of his life :- TAM. What, are they in this pit? O wondrous thing! How easily murder is discovered! timeless-] i. e. untimely. So, in King Richard II: "The bloody office of his timeless end." STEEVENS. TIT. High emperor, upon my feeble knee I beg this boon, with tears not lightly shed, That this fell fault of my accursed sons, Accursed, if the fault be prov'd in them, SAT. If it be prov'd! you see, it is apparent.Who found this letter? Tamora, was it you? TAM. Andronicus himself did take it up. TIT. I did, my lord: yet let me be their bail : For by my father's reverend tomb, I vow, They shall be ready at your highness' will, To answer their suspicion with their lives. SAT. Thou shalt not bail them; see, thou follow me. Some bring the murder'd body, some the mur derers: Let them not speak a word, the guilt is plain; For, by my soul, were there worse end than death, That end upon them should be executed. TAM. Andronicus, I will entreat the king; Fear not thy sons, they shall do well enough. TIT. Come, Lucius, come; stay not to talk with [Exeunt severally. them. : SCENE V. The same. Enter DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, with LAVINIA, ravished; her Hands cut off, and her Tongue cut out. DEM. So, now go tell, an if thy tongue can speak, Who 'twas that cut thy tongue, and ravish'd thee. CHI. Write down thy mind, bewray thy meaning so; And, if thy stumps will let thee, play the scribe. DEM. See, how with signs and tokens she can scowl.9 CHI. Go home, call for sweet water, wash thy hands. DEM. She hath no tongue to call, nor hands to wash; And so let's leave her to her silent walks. 9 CHI. An 'twere my case, I should go hang my self. DEM. If thou hadst hands, to help thee knit the cord. [Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON. Enter MARCUS. MAR. Who's this, my niece, that flies away so fast? she can scowl.] Edition 1600 reads:-she can scrowle. This, I apprehend, is the true reading. TODD. 1 |